Cynthia Khan is a gangster's daughter, whose wedding is rudely
interrupted by the massacre of her family by another gang.
Plot summary: revenge.
Such a story can be forgiven when it's delivered with such over-the-top
panache. Cynthia Khan in full flow, wearing a virgin white wedding dress
and spraying automatic gunfire everywhere, is nearly a religious
experience. This is fortunate, because up until then, it's been slow to the
point of tedium. One wonders why they carefully built up the other
characters, only to casually blown away in a five-minute spell. The second
half is markedly better, in a "you killed just about all my relations and
are CERTAINLY going to pay" fashion as Cynthia wears knee-length boots and
wipes the floor with the opposition. For once, the music is not ripped off
from anywhere else (Eastern films, Western films, Jean-Michael Jarre) and
is very simple and effective. First half E, second half B+, wedding
sequence A+, overall, oh, let's say...