If a mere interview with the Hong Kong actor can so resemble a Jackie Chan film trailer, there is little doubt the man hasn’t lost his game just yet. He has held out this long, he believes, because he continues to be a stunt purist, doing most of the dirty work himself, fractured skull, dislocated pelvis, broken ribs notwithstanding. “Every inch of my skin has been hurt. Earlier, we would just go boom, baam, with nothing to protect us,” he recalls, arms flailing. “It was in my 20s that I went to America and I discovered, oh, that’s a shoulder pad, oh, that’s an elbow pad, oh, that’s an airbag!” Naturally, one would think that with the kind of cutting-edge technology and special effects on offer today, Chan would want to give his bones a rest, but no—“I know the audience likes the way I make movies, the way I shoot in real locations, with real action. I shoot, reshoot, and edit till it’s perfect. If I didn’t do all this on my own, I would be gone, gone, gone already.”