I've seen this movie at least on average twice a year since I rented the VHS during 1987.
Rewatching Bruce's second Martial Arts movie. I thought I'd share some posters.
If anyone wants to proclaim that this man didn't know what he was talking about.... You're wrong.
He was a fighter. A philosopher. A body scientist. He got some things wrong. That's the whole point.
I'll love this man until I die... And I'll forever love my dad for probably unknowingly introducing me at such a young age. It kind of messed things up. I was a karate student at 10 years of age. Fighting tournaments.
Bruce taught me fluidity. To not be rigid. To allow what comes, and pretty much let it destroy itself.
This is the lead up to his death. It's very significant to me. I never got to share the Earth with him. So I get sad and inspired at the same time. And I know that is what he would have wanted to come from his untimely finish.
R. I. P. Sifu. Almost 53 years since you left us, yet your ripples continue