I hate to say anything bad about any Chow Yun-Fat movie, but… really… despite the MTV-like camera work, the stereotypical Nazis with inexplicably terrible haircuts, the sadistic/sexy officer’s daughter, and a great title… Bulletproof Monk is terrible.

At least it’s easy to ignore. The danger with working with the TV on is that you run the risk of putting insomething that you end up watching, as opposed to something to drive back the existential darkness that comes from working on a Powerpoint when the rest of your family, and most of the city, is asleep.