Concept: one of those “mediocre white boy learns the secrets of ancient martial arts” movies, except the martial art in question is traditional Scottish kickboxing. The wise old mentor speaks with an indecipherable Highland accent and spends the whole film in a full kilt for no particular reason.
Hell yeah
I actually had to stop and ask myself if Scottish kickboxing was an actual thing for a moment. Like I legitimately questioned the possibility that maybe somebody up here developed an entire martial art and called it that.
And honestly I wouldn’t be surprised if they did.
There’s some historical evidence that various forms of kickboxing were practiced as a sport in pre-19th Century Scotland, yes. I’m not specifically aware that it was ever employed in a non-sporting context, but… well.
So you’re saying I have ancestors who kickboxed in the highlands freezing their balls off on the bens, who are looking at me from the spirit world like they kickboxed long enough to fuck, and all for nothing?