DOA: DEAD OR ALIVE
DOA: Dead or Alive joins the growing body of films adapted from video and computer games, which has so far included the likes of Super Mario Bros. (1993), Double Dragon (1994), Street Fighter (1994), Mortal Kombat (1995), Wing Commander (1999), Final Fantasy: The Spirits Within (2001), Lara Croft, Tomb Raider (2001), Resident Evil (2002), House of the Dead (2003), Alone in the Dark (2005), BloodRayne (2005), Doom (2005), Silent Hill (2006), Hitman (2007), In the Name of the King: A Dungeon Siege Tale (2007), Postal (2007), Far Cry (2008), Max Payne (2008), Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time (2010), Tekken (2010), Angry Birds (2016), Assassins Creed (2016), Warcraft (2016) and Rampage (2018). The majority of these have ended up disappointing both movie-going audiences and the fans of the videogames.
DOA: Dead or Alive is directed by Corey Yuen, who is best known as a martial arts supervisor and action coordinator on various films in his native Hong Kong. Yuen has stepped up to direct or co-direct a number of times, ranging from the dire No Retreat, No Surrender (1986) to the generally worthwhile likes of Above the Law (1986), Ghost Renting (1991), Saviour of the Soul (1991), The Bodyguard from Beijing (1994), The New Legend of Shaolin (1994), The Enforcer (1995) and the English-language The Transporter (2002), as well as sequels to most of these.
I suppose that one could not complain that the Dead or Alive game, which is based around a maximum number of combat sequences and curvaceous women in scantily clad costumes and with a minimum of plot to connect everything together, does not get something that approximates the essence of the game up on screen. Certainly, the film adheres reasonably to the game the line-up of familiar combatants are there along with most of their backgrounds; there is the character of Victor Donovan and his mad science schemes about creating super-fighters taken from Dead or Alive 3 (2001); even an all-girl volleyball sequence taken from the spin-off game Dead or Alive: Extreme Beach Volleyball (2003).
DOA: Dead or Alive the film emerges as a conceptual combination of Charlies Angels (2000) a trio of girls, one Asian, in a combination of kickass poses and jaw-droppingly scanty costumery and Mortal Kombat various people called to a remote island to engage in a combat tournament. There are even more similarities to the low-budget The Lost Empire (1983). However, DOA: Dead or Alive is a film that feels like one pose from beginning to end. Though Corey Yuen was directing Wu Xia style films and action sequences way before anybody had ever heard of The Matrix (1999) and Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon (2000), DOA: Dead or Alive seems entirely derivative of either film in its moves. You cannot deny that Corey Yuen manages to keep DOA: Dead or Alive busy in a mindless kinetic way, even if his moves are all copied ones. Alas, you reach the point of feeling that if you see one more shot of sword-wielding combatants taking off and flying or people doing slow-motion kicks while twirling in mid-air that you are going to fall asleep.
The film also has what feels like more gratuitous female jiggle shots than an entire boxed collection of Baywatch (1989-2001) dvds though DOA: Dead or Alive comes with a PG-rating, Corey Yuen spends so much time focusing on babes in bikinis, low-cut tops and tightly clad asses, you wonder if you have not wandered into a softcore erotic film by mistake.
The film also relies upon plot devices that are patently ridiculous like Eric Roberts using nanobots injected into the various combatants to download their skills and make him into a super-fighter who can predict their moves via a pair of sunglasses. The idea of martial arts skills being able to be captured and copied by nanobot is kind of like saying that if one removes some of the parts from a vehicle that is driven by a racing driver and puts them in ones own car then you can automatically gain the skills of a Formula One racing driver.
Most of the girls are young aspiring actresses/models/singers and at least give competent performances. One especially looked forward to the casting of Devon Aoki, the sour-faced Japanese-American find who was wonderful in D.E.B.S. (2004) and Sin City (2005). Aoki is okay, although does not distinguish her part here in the same way she did her other roles. Eric Roberts, an actor who once confessed to never turn any role offered him down and has been in a good deal of hackwork as a result, gives a lazy performance where he looks more like an aging and over-the-hill rocker than any criminal mastermind.