Ouch... Harry here with the death of one of my favorite character actors around... VICTOR WONG.
In 1986, as if delivered from the Heavens to a 14 year old Harry Knowles was the wisdom of Egg Shen in BIG TROUBLE IN LITTLE CHINA... I remember that summer well, it had been hot here in Austin. Blisteringly so. I had just come off a run of watching FERRIS BUELLER'S DAY OFF for about the 12th time and Dad was worried that it was worming its way into my brain... possibly inspiring me to skip school constantly... and as we had no air-conditioning at the time, we needed a film every day during the nuclear hours of 3pm to 5pm. We coupled this with an undying love for film... Ah... movies were our savior.
At 14, I was living with my Mother in North Texas far from the worlds of comic shops and magazine stands that would carry STARLOG and FANGORIA, so I had read nothing about this... BIG TROUBLE IN LITTLE CHINA. So when I went on visitation with my father that summer with 4 year old Sister Satan in tow... We had not seen trailers... Nothing. We had been seeing everything at the ACT III Lincoln Theater... A sparkling wundertheatre of the day... and had stopped attending the old standards of the bygone years of my youth (hey I was 14, I thought I had a youth) so to escape Bueller, my father drove us to the CAPITAL PLAZA... the theater next to TOYS R US, and the WALGREENS where I stocked up on Movie Themed Gum Cards (they had gum then) and we walked up the stairs to see the posters for the films they were showing.
BIG TROUBLE IN LITTLE CHINA... hmph, I thought... I saw the poster, ran over to it... "OOOOOH!! EW EW EW EW, JOHN CARPENTER!!! YES YES YES!!!" And I was suddenly jazzed to see the film.
You all know how this film starts... but I didn't then. I sat there watching this seemingly old weak Asian fellow being questioned by this 'suit' and I thought... "What the hell is this?" There was talk of magic, and scoffing at the idea of it, then a Missouri Mule Moment... and then this man I've been told was named Egg Shen held his hands out... cocked an eyebrow and:
ZZZZaaaaaaPPPP!!!!!
"SEE? THAT was Nothing....
But that's HOW it alWAYS begins....
Very Small."
My eyes grew wide... I was, a believer, a 100% honest to goodness believer. Eggshen was some sort of God, I knew that much. That crazy wild eyed look, the cherubic smile... those classic lines folding like leather across that amazing face... This was someone that had it going on!
When next I saw him, he was giving us the audience... the theatrical tourists at this establishment a tour and history of his beautiful Chinatown. Be sure to click his mike!

Again absolutely captivating. I wasn't exactly sure where he fit in to this story yet, but dude... He can shoot lightning from his hands... He is the bomb! The film takes us into this amazing world beneath the upper layer of Chinatown... where we meet the storms, learn of David Lo Pan and that indeed Chinese Black Magic is real. But Egg Shen is taking a backseat to the action... an advisory position... Spouting off amazing bits about Goat butts against the edge and black blood of the Earth and that brilliant taoist salad bar thing of his... Just classic stuff. In a film of over the top performances, Victor Wong's EGG SHEN was stealing it for me...



At the end of it all... I was in awe of the film, that universe and in particular... EGG SHEN. Who is this person? Where did he come from? Can I visit again?
