Mister Fandango wrote:
It'd be like Batman facing the Joker... only to find out that the Joker is just a sticker on the back of some redneck's pick-up. Or Superman pited against Lex Luthor... who turns out to be nothing more than the letters that were on some chick's Scrabble slate.
The analogy, of course, is broken; there was a real "Mandarin" of sorts in this film, and it was Killian. You might say that he wasn't Chinese. Well, you were ready to accept the non-Chinese Ben Kingsley as the Mandarin, weren't you?