Movie Review: Summer Love Love/戀夏戀夏戀戀下

Another entry in the Guys Chasing Girls genre.

Why do they chase girls? Because it makes their breasts bounce, that’s why!

The Gang of Film (電影人幫) went to the usual place for this kind of… film:

Live high, die nasty.

I knew this film would suck. And it did. It concerns three hapless idiots who go to Hainan Island to find fun, adventure and vaginas.

Since this is a China-friendly film, they only find cleavage.

Three love stories blossom among the hijinks and idiocy.

Caution, logic, and narrative are all subject to the whimsical changes of fate, which scurries about the film like a cockroach with a hard-on.

Yes,  is a mess. It’s awful. Even the film’s chronic exploitation of the women’s breasts can’t make up for the fact that this movie makes Wong Jing seem like John Ford.

But somehow, the film didn’t insult me, and I found myself laughing by the end. Yes, I was laughing at it instead of with it, but as this recent spate (!) of reviews makes clear, that’s enough, at least for now.

The film has occasional moments of genuine humor, but it is sunk so deeply in its own morass (!) that I cannot, in good conscience, recommend anyone go out of their way to see it.

Wait for it to be HK$18 on DVD.

I’d guess it will take about 60 days.