Millionaires' Express (1986)

Millionaires’ Express is the kind of gloriously overstuffed action-comedy that only Sammo Hung could orchestrate: a rolling powder keg of kung fu, gunfire, and farce where every new arrival in town feels like another match tossed into the fuse. The pleasure isn’t in tidy storytelling so much as in the sheer confidence of the staging—Yuen Biao’s athletic snap, Hung’s crowd-pleasing command, and Cynthia Rothrock’s tough-as-nails presence all feeding into set pieces that escalate with gleeful momentum. It plays like a Western by way of Hong Kong chaos cinema: dusty, rowdy, and packed with larger-than-life hustlers, crooks, and would-be heroes colliding in the same small space. If you need subtlety or a calm pace, this isn’t your train ride—but if you want a big, boisterous ride that keeps paying off in action and laughs, it’s an easy ticket to punch.

Millionaires’ Express is Sammo Hung trying to throw everything he loves into one rolling circus: a Western-flavored town, a packed ensemble of crooks and VIPs, broad comedy, and a final-act action blowout. When it clicks, you get energetic stunt work, a fun “everyone wants something” setup, and the novelty of seeing performers like Yuen Biao and Cynthia Rothrock cut loose. The problem is it’s messy and scattershot, with tonal whiplash and side plots that can feel like they’re killing time until the big brawl, plus some dated gags and mild sleaze that won’t land for everyone. If you want a tight story or consistent comedy, you’ll likely be irritated; if you’re here for old-school Hong Kong chaos and don’t mind a bumpy ride, it delivers enough spectacle to justify the detour.