That may be a cliché, but I don’t call it into service lightly. As a 107-minute motion picture that comes with a generous helping of Bruce Lee footage re-scored by Motown’s hottest up-and-comers, it must be seen to be believed. As an arcade game, The Last Dragon would bankrupt entire grade schools. Nothing sells me on a movie faster than a title song that just reiterates the plot in a catchy way, and they don’t come much catchier than the title song of the only movie the founder of Motown Records ever produced.īerry Gordy’s The Last Dragon (1985) opens like the attract mode of an arcade fighting game - slow-motion close-ups of muscles carved in shadow, flying kicks that treat gravity as polite suggestion, an irresistible beat and lyrics built of raw motivation - a fast, flashy case for dropping in a quarter and seeing what else this thing has in store.
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