There are times that all of us probably question
our taste and judgement in films. For whatever reason, occasionally a film
will appeal to you that no one else seems to particularly like and you
sort of wonder why. This is such a film. I watched it the other night and
thought it was a complete hootfest – it struck me as playful, inventive
and at times quite funny. So I was curious about other people’s opinions
on this one and found three reviews – all, if not trashing it, having major
reservations about it. Well, until proven that I am entering an early stage
of dipsomania or I have a neurological disorder, I will stick with my opinion
that this film is wonderfully silly and more fun than a blind date with
an over stuffed pincushion.
Just don’t go into this film expecting an attempt
at a horror film as the cover and the basic plot can easily mislead one
into thinking it might be. This isn’t a horror film – it doesn’t in any
way seriously try to be a horror film – it satirizes Japanese horror,
Chungking Express, The Matrix, triads, serial killer movies and a bunch
of other films in an amusing tongue firmly in cheek way. It is also not
a straight out comedy though in the sense of a film like “Scary Movie”
– it goes under the pretext of being a horror film but in truth it is just
an anarchistic black screwball comedy trying to crawl out from beneath
the blood splattered bodies and the severed body parts.
Sam Lee – doing his usual Sam Lee shtick though
in a generally charming and not so tiresome sort of way – thinks himself
to be a real lover and pick up artist of the opposite sex. One night in
a local hotspot he thinks he has struck gold when he persuades the voluptuous
Lee San San to come home with him. After one night of passion (in which
she basically manhandles him under the sheets), the lovely and demure San
San tells him that he is meeting her father for dinner. “Your father?”
Sam questions – “yes Dragon - the head of a major triad gang” and
she is very much a daddy’s girl. The father tells Sam not to cheat on his
sweetie because if he does he will be killed or even worse – castrated.
After being fingerprinted and photographed by
dad – San San shows him a picture of her old boyfriend in a wheelchair.
Sam praises her for such kindness – to which she looks at him like he is
crazy and says “no, this is what happened to him after I caught him cheating
on me”. Another time she walks in on her father about to kill a man who
stole money from him – but bless her little heart - she pleads for mercy
– its mom’s birthday, father – don’t kill him – just break his hands. Sam
is needless to say a bit concerned about this relationship – but things
are soon to go from bad to so much worse.
Sam comes across a cute bubbly Japanese neighbor
dressed in red from head to foot who introduces herself, as “I’m Yurei.
I am an air hostess”. What she neglects to mention though is that she is
a raving psychopath, that she can take harder punches than Mike Tyson and
keep on smiling, that she likes playing with sharp objects and that she
can run down a speeding van in high heels – just your typical air hostess
in fact. Her Cantonese is fairly limited and she can’t go much beyond her
intro, but her lack of communication skills doesn’t bother Sam much as
she has more body language than a shelf full of Websters. In truth Sam
is feeling so restless (i.e. horny as hell) that even if he was aware of
her charming predilections, he would still likely go for it – and as it
is when she gives him a purr, a grunt, a smile, a squeal and begins disrobing
all is lost for Sam.
It takes Lee San San about a minute to get Sam
to confess and he soon has dad, his right hand man, Lam Suet, and an army
of goons tracking him down. He brings in Sam and Yurei for questioning,
but after she gurgles and tweaks his “cute” nipples he makes the mistake
of stepping on her red ruby shoes. Never step on a stewardess’s shoes.
Many bodies later Sam is running down a lonely road with a smiling red
dressed stewardess closing in for the kill.
It’s all done though in a light quirky manner
that doesn’t always make sense but who cares and Yurei may be the most
lovable and endearing serial killer that you are likely to ever come across.
As soon as actress, Seina Kasugai, enters the film she completely takes
it over in a comically mesmerizing performance in which she does little
more than roll back her eyes, squeak, giggle, smile, glower, kill and then
clean up afterwards. But its impossible to take your eyes off of her maniacal
wound up gleefully comical portrayal. She also looks great in red.
I want more of Yurei – a sequel – a series as
she takes on Ekin Cheng, Dayo Wong and Michael Wong and turns them into
hors d'oeuvres on cocktail crackers – that of course wouldn’t be so much
a serial killing as a mercy killing (sorry that was a cheap and unnecessary
add on to this review!).
My rating for this film: 7.5