Recently we watched both versions of The Karate Kid.
Until then I didn’t really have any desire to see the remake. First of all, I generally loathe remakes. I can’t think of too many examples where a remake has improved on the source material. And besides that it really annoyed me they called the Jaden Smith/Jackie Chan version The Karate Kid. There’s no karate in the film. They practice kung-fu.
The basic plot of both films is the same. Kid moves to a new place with his mom. He crushes on a rich girl. Doesn’t fit in. He gets bullied and beaten up by some other kids who learn martial arts from some dickhead. Kid befriends the maintenance man. Turns out the maintenance man knows how to fight. Maintenance man teaches kid martial arts and some life lessons. Kid and maintenance man become close. Kid has showdown with the bullies at a martial arts tournament and wins.
The teenager is the eternal outsider.
A little kid is just a little kid.
I remember what being a teenager is like. I remember what it felt like to not fit in and think no one else understood that. I remember wanting to talk to the pretty, rich girl at school and not being able to. I remember getting teased and I remember being bullied. I remembered trying to fumble my way through all those big life events.
The only thing I remember about being 12 is the huge internal debate of: Do I play with my G.I. Joe or Star Wars' action figures?
The only thing Mr. Han does is teach Dre kung-fu.