Is there anything sadder than watching an ageing superstar’s desperate attempts to keep himself afloat? If you have grown up watching Jackie Chan movies and loved him more for his comic timing and endearing goofiness or his expert kung fu, Kung Fu Yoga will leave you with a feeling of sadness.
Chan plays an archaeologist, Jack, in this Sino-Indian co-production. When an Indian professor, Ashmita(Disha Patani), comes to him with a map of treasures from the Magadha Dynasty in India, Jack and his assistants decide to seek it out. Their adventure takes them from one exotic destination to another, pits them against wolves in Tibet, a lion in Dubai, hungry hyenas in Rajasthan - and of course enemies of the human kind, equipped with blazing guns.
If only the film were equipped with anything resembling a coherent plot. There are no thrills, or spills. None of the joyous laughter we have come to expect from a Jackie Chan.
Instead you have Sonu Sood in another wasted opportunity, and a whole bunch of clichés about India that are frankly more tiresome than funny.
Apart from a vague mention of a breathing technique, the film has no connection whatsoever with yoga either.
