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Royal Warriors

1986
6 min read
By VHS Heaven Team

Okay, let's rewind the tape. Remember shuffling through the action section at the local video store, maybe slightly overwhelmed by the sheer volume of explosions promised on those lurid covers? Then your eyes land on something like Royal Warriors. Maybe it was the promise of high-kicking action, maybe the cool title (sometimes known as In the Line of Duty or Police Assassins 2 depending on where your tape originated from), but you took a chance. And if you were lucky enough to grab this 1986 Hong Kong gem, you were in for a ride that felt absolutely electrifying on your fuzzy CRT screen.

This wasn't just another action flick; it was a statement. Coming hot on the heels of Yes, Madam! (1985), Royal Warriors cemented Michelle Yeoh (then credited as Michelle Khan) not just as an action star, but as the action star. Forget damsels in distress; Yeoh’s Senior Inspector Ng is pure, unadulterated competence and ferocity wrapped in effortless cool. The film literally kicks off mid-air, with Ng foiling a hijacking alongside a Japanese Interpol agent, Yamamoto (Hiroyuki Sanada), and an Air Security Marshall, Michael Wong (Michael Wong, playing a character conveniently named after himself). This explosive opening sets the tone: relentless, inventive, and brutally physical.

### Three Against the Underworld

The plot? Honestly, it’s beautifully simple, almost primal. The surviving hijacker’s buddies, a pair of ruthless Vietnam vets, vow revenge on our heroic trio. That’s it. No complex conspiracies, no lengthy exposition. Just pure, kinetic momentum driving us from one incredible set piece to the next. This narrative simplicity allows director David Chung – often known more for his stunning cinematography on films like Wong Kar-wai's As Tears Go By (1988) – to focus squarely on the action, and oh boy, does he deliver.

The chemistry, or perhaps more accurately, the shared battlefield camaraderie between Yeoh and Sanada is fantastic. Sanada, already a star in Japan and a protégé of the legendary Sonny Chiba, brings a stoic intensity and incredible martial arts prowess that perfectly complements Yeoh's balletic power. Their fight sequences together are highlights. And then there’s Michael Wong. Look, his dramatic range might not have matched his co-stars', and his character often serves as the slightly goofy, lovestruck third wheel, but he brings a specific kind of 80s Hong Kong movie charm – earnest, a bit awkward, but game for the action. It's a dynamic that just works within the film's heightened reality.

### When Stunts Were Real

Let's talk about that action, because that’s the heart pumping blood through Royal Warriors. This is pure, unadulterated Hong Kong stunt work at its absolute peak. Remember how real those bullet hits looked back then? The squibs bursting with just the right amount of visceral impact? This film is packed with them. The fight choreography is lightning fast, intricate, and incredibly dangerous-looking. Yeoh, famously performing most of her own stunts throughout her career, is simply phenomenal here. There’s a sequence where she leaps onto a moving ambulance – it’s breathtaking stuff, executed with a conviction that leaves you genuinely worried for the performer. Reportedly, the D&B Films production company, founded by Dickson Poon, invested heavily in making these sequences spectacular, understanding that the physical commitment of their stars was the special effect.

Think about the nightclub sequence – a chaotic ballet of breaking glass, flying kicks, and desperate gunfire. Or the absolutely insane finale involving construction vehicles. Wasn't that excavator fight just mind-blowing for its time? The sheer audacity of staging complex hand-to-hand combat around and inside heavy machinery feels raw and inventive in a way that slicker, modern CGI struggles to replicate. There's a weight, a tangible sense of danger, because you know those are real people putting themselves on the line. Today, we might smooth out the rough edges with digital doubles or wire removal, but here, you feel the impact, the grit, the sheer effort.

### Legacy of Bruises and Box Office

Produced for the burgeoning Hong Kong action market, Royal Warriors was a significant hit locally, further solidifying the "girls with guns" subgenre and proving Michelle Yeoh's bankability. While perhaps overshadowed internationally by later HK classics that broke through more widely, its influence within the industry was undeniable. It showcased a level of female-led action that was years ahead of Hollywood, delivered with a technical proficiency and creative brutality that defined the golden age of Hong Kong action cinema. It's the kind of film that likely inspired countless stunt coordinators and action directors worldwide, even if they never saw it on a big screen but discovered it, like many of us, on a treasured VHS tape. My own copy got played so much the tracking eventually went haywire near the best fights – a badge of honour, really.

This film is a testament to an era where action felt grounded, even at its most outrageous. The stakes felt higher because the risks were visibly real. David Chung's direction keeps things visually coherent amidst the mayhem, and the pulsing synth score typical of the era just adds to the adrenaline rush.

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VHS Heaven Rating: 8.5/10

Justification: Royal Warriors earns this score through its sheer kinetic energy, groundbreaking stunt work, and the star-making performance of Michelle Yeoh. The practical action sequences remain stunningly effective and hold up remarkably well. While the plot is thin and some elements feel distinctly '80s (looking at you, some dialogue moments!), the relentless pace and physical commitment on display are undeniable. It loses a point or so for the sometimes uneven tone and the slight overshadowing of Sanada and Wong by Yeoh's sheer charisma, but it's a foundational text in 80s action.

Final Thought: Forget smooth digital perfection; Royal Warriors is glorious, analogue chaos captured on film, a high-impact reminder of when action stars bled real sweat (and probably some real blood) for our late-night viewing pleasure. Still kicks serious butt.