Maggie and I saw Hero (Ying xiong) last night. Yimou Zhang has created a visually kick-ass martial arts film that is far more like a ballet than it is like an action film.
A lone, nameless warrior (Jet Li) sits before the king and relates the story of how he defeated three deadly assasins. But in his bloody struggle to unite China under one ruler, the warlord king has learned a thing or two, and does not take the story at face value. This leads us into flashbacks which reveal the true personalities behind the assasination attempts, and the stages in the path of the warrior.
The movie is so visually powerful that at times I felt the images just washing over me in waves. The structure (especially of the early flashbacks) was poetically dense and economical. And that was part of why it was such a treat to look at.