Marvel goes Asian-American. Apparently, Shang-chi is a lesser known Marvel hero, but since I'm largely unaware of anything Marvel outside the film sphere, it didn't matter much for me. My only real interest in this film was to see how Tony Leung would do, though it's a good thing I kept my hopes low.
The story starts with two loafers, one of them turns out to be the son of a mythical crime syndicate boss. He left his old life behind years ago, of course it's coming back to haunt him. His father sent some men to get the jade pendant given to him by his deceased mom. His sister has the same one, so Shang-chi will have to find her as quickly as possible.
Shang-chi is a typical "USA does China" film, stuck in uncanny valley. There are quite a few parallels with the cheesy Chinese CG fests that have plagued Chinese movie screen though. The CG's a bit better, the aesthetics are a bit worse, the result is pretty much the same. Very mediocre film making that will be quickly forgotten.