This biopic of Macau gangster Broken Tooth was funded by the man himself. Apparently, he's a non-smoking, non-drinking philosophy-spouting man whose only vices are a twin passion for dancing and for singing the Once Upon a Time in China theme in karaoke nightclubs. As you can guess, this is a very silly movie, but an entertaining one. Simon Yam is incorrigible as Broken Tooth, who will do anything for his buddies (especially the one with the incurable lung disorder) but is a sworn enemy to his foes. His greatest sin is that he fails to visit his wife in hospital after the birth of their son. (She leaves him, but we're hard pressed to notice, as she was barely in the film to begin with.) We follow the rise of our saintly gangster from a small potato to the leader of a faction hundreds strong. This is just as well, as the other faction is hundreds strong too, leading to many scenes of motorcades of hire cars and scooters with their hazard lights flashing on their way en masse to rough up the other guys' turf. The fighting is in the style of modern HK cinema, with not much martial arts but with a whole lot of baseball bats, crowbars, sledgehammers, and the odd garotting with a shower curtain. The framing device for all of this history is a spurious interview with a trendy HK reporter, who treats Broken Tooth as a sort of pop star, which you probably would if he was a real life Triad who was funding the production. That's the key to the film; much of the enjoyment comes from the outrageous and spurious blending of fact and fiction. It's dumb fun, but don't tell Broken Tooth I wrote that. His buddies swing a mean sledgehammer.