Anyone who has stepped into a dojo anywhere in the United States in the past 40 years will instantly recognize the Danny McBride character in THE FOOT FIST WAY. When the "kung fu craze" started in the early 1970s (thanks to the importing of hundreds of Chinese martial arts movies- which, unlike the samurai movies that preceded them, gave us heroes who relied on their own physical abilities to resolve disputes), the local dojos where I lived upped enrollment (and monthly fees) and guaranteed students "a black belt in six months!" And the instructors delivered: six months after joining, locals were showing off their new black belts. (The only black belt I've ever met in my life who would've given me pause in a street fight was Joe Lewis, the first full-contact heavyweight karate champion of the world.) Like it or not, THE FOOT FIST WAY happens to be a very accurate look at American martial arts (it's certainly superior to David Mamet's moronic mixed martial arts movie, RED BELT) and, for that reason if no other, rates a look.
Review of The Foot Fist Way
