Whaaam Baaam Duuuuush Dussssh Aiyyyyyyyyyy ! That's the sound of these so-called Bruce Lee's clones whacking each others and their enemies. And that is also the sound of my stomach whilst watching this film.First up; none of the Bruce Lee's clones look like the original (it debunks the fact that they are are clones, LOL) and the fighting scenes looks as original as watching the election result of an African country.The storyline, if any, is laughable. I may not know if it the preferred storyline back then in '77, but in the millenia, it is not so cool anymore.And the film simply take matters too far. Even with the advancement of technology of 2010, no doctors can revived a person back to life, if the person has been dead for 20mins. But back then, it is possible! And the dubbing makes the film a whole lot hilarious. Like when Bruce Lee told the doctor in an impressive English, "I am killing you for the heinous thing you have done to me!" I mean, WOW ! A good watch if you like to watch a comedy from '70s, but don't watch it if you a a Bruce Lee fan.

This movie is awfully funny, leaving one with an awkward sense of time warp. Secret British intelligence (as secret as unheard of ) summons brilliant scientist for an equally secret operation in a hospital. So the Bond guy calls the professor, they ride to the hospital...picture this, and when they arrive Bruce Lee has been dead for only 20 minutes! So the scientist engineers three morons supposed to be clones of Bruce Lee, but who look credible with sunglasses only, at not less than 20 meters distance. Here we have another common ploy similar to Remo Williams, 6 millions dollar man etc: disaster gives intelligence agency the opportunity to engineer superheroes, who are brainwashed using a pasta bowl & carnival electronic equipment (EG a €29,99 karaoke set ). They are trained by Bolo Yeung...mind this...the AAA+ secret underground facility looks more like the cellar of a third grade middle school in ruins, than a Bond-styled base. They learn awfully fast and are soon having conniptions while a slightly altered version of the Rocky music plays. One of them is dispatched to get rid of some gold smuggler working under the cover of the movie industry...needless to say the Bruce clone is an instant hit. Ultimate fight ensues in what seems a dump, and the thug tries to escape sailing away on board of a ship more attuned to XIX century China...where is Wong Fei Hung? The other two are dispatched to get rid of a thai drug kingpin-scientist whose AAA+ world-threatening laboratory is located in a barn and run by two hindu morons with hollow teeth, the answer to Dr. NO, Hugo Drax etc. This low-budgeter tries to cross the line with shots in Thailand. The evil scientists turns dozy Thais wearing ancient Japanese swimming suits into bronze warriors, but it is easy to open their mouth and stuff it with handfuls of grass, enough to kill them. Audio is out of synchrony, so they hit the bronze warriors and ten second later we hear "deng!". When the scientist who created the clones (the same man who played "boss" in the way of the dragon ) gets rewarded with a hefty "well-done" in front of the picture of a teen aged queen Elizabeth (this tells you how recent the movie is ), he goes berserk in resentment and wants to dominate the world with the best Bruce after a lethal combat between the three. Sympathetic nurse unplugs the brain-control machine controls and final battle ensues. Acting? Pardon? SFX? Pardon? Ten seconds of nudity with chubby thai sunbathers. Fights are very mediocre. Plot is paper thin & poorly stitched together. Image quality very mediocre.

One of the crassest of an already crass genre was The Clones Of Bruce Lee (1977), a wildly episodic car crash of a film featuring not one but FOUR of Bruce Lee's most prolific imitators: Bruce Le, Bruce Lai, Brice Tai and our old friend Dragon Lee. It starts with the death of the "real" Bruce - but not before a secretive organization known as the SBI contacts Professor Lucas and ushers him to the hospital slab to extract a syringe of Lee's DNA, in order to create a trio of Bruces in his secret lab. The three Lee-alikes are brainwashed by a disco light known as a "Magnitator" and are trained to a stolen Rocky theme, by the more stocky (and therefore un-Bruce-like) Yang-Sze, better known to world as Bolo Yeung from Enter The Dragon.Before long, the three Bruces are sent on their secret missions: Bruce One (Dragon Lee), is sent to the kung fu sausage machine set of film producer Chai Lo, a dodgy front for all kinds of nefarious un-Lee-like activities. Chai Lo suspects the new Bruce is a narc, and plans to literally "shoot" him in front of the camera! Meanwhile in Thailand, Bruce Two (Bruce Tai) and Three (Bruce Le) team up with a fourth Lee-alike "Chuck" (I presume this is Bruce Lai) on the trail of Dr Nai, a Thai narcotics smuggler who sweats maniacally into his three dollar suit and plans on world domination with his formula for turning schmucks into invincible bronze warriors. The three Lees chase him from one border laboratory to the next; the sight of them rubbing up against tough martial artists fighters in y-fronts and easily removed shiny paint is, in a word, GOLD.The increasingly insane Professor Lucas decides to use the Clones for his own purposes, and pits the Brainwashed Bruces against each other in the ultimate Bruce-Off. Which is exactly the way to read this movie: four wannabes trying to out-Bruce each other. As they're actually meant to be Bruce Lee, they devolve into the most grotesque of caricatures - animal howls, thumbs to the nose, biker sunnies, and the always-popular ripping off the shirts. In the final tally, EVERYone's a winner - or loser, depending on your political persuasion.The Clones Of Bruce Lee comes courtesy of Dick Randall, the American exploitation genius and distributor who literally ran amok in South East Asia in the Seventies: he returned to Thailand to make the Z-grade horror Crocodile (1979), discovered Weng Weng in the Philippines and sold him to the world. Here, in one of his first excursions into bad kung fu territory, he actually threatens to rip the very fabric of film reality itself: Clones... plays like a shonky mad doctor opus like Randall's King Of Kong Island (minus the gorilla suits, of course), a second rate James Bond and a third rate chop socky, with some random nudity thrown in - because they can. Call it Bronzefinger or Bruce Only Lives Twice, or call it completely out of its mind - prepare yourself for one of the most bizarre Bruceploitation epics, The Clones Of Bruce Lee.

This movie is actually so bad. (Direction, acting, effects, even the fighting) that it has reached some sort of cult status over here. You should check it out. It's funny as hell.