In
today’s China, the bridges collapse, the mines cave-in, schools crumble if you
lean against the walls, and nobody really knows what that mystery Wuhan virus
is. The poor pigs had it even worse. At least there is no shortage of work for
emergency responders. Several squads of grimly resolute fire-fighters grapple
with a catastrophic blaze in Tony Chan’s The Bravest, which releases
today on digital.
Bizarrely,
this film is based on a real-life incident the Chinese Communist Party did its
best to suppress, but the raging flames engulfing the Xingang oil refinery port
were difficult to sweep under the rug. After censoring the news and
strong-arming eye-witnesses into deleting their social media posts, the powers-that-be
finally opted to turn the whole cluster-meltdown into a rah-rah propaganda
film, which Sony has acquired for American distribution.
Jiang
Liwei was the youngest squad commander in greater metro-“Bingang,” until his
cockiness led to a death at a fire scene. Busted down in rank and transferred
to the burbs, Jiang is a man in need of redemption. He will have a chance when
the interconnected refinery tanks (and a couple of toxic chemical silos thrown
in for good measure) erupt in flames, due to the negligence of a tanker captain.
He would be the one listed in the credits as “Western Scapegoat.”
Suddenly,
Jiang is battling the blaze, alongside Ma Weiguo, his former lieutenant and
current chop-busting nemesis. Of course, the longer they hold the line
together, the more they come to respect each other.
Honestly,
Wang Chao’s screenplay is so manipulative, it is often embarrassing to watch.
When we see Jiang’s disgrace has strained his relationship with his bratty son,
we know with certainty he is a dead man walking. Likewise, when fire inspector
Wang Lu continues to cold-shoulder her frogman fiancé Xu Xiaobin during the disaster,
we can tell he is a talking corpse.
