In the interest of brevity, I will try to make this review evoke (or ape) the film itself.
There you go. A seemingly random collection of (mildly) visually interesting things that have no apparent connection to each other, any meaning, or any depth whatsoever.
And Kenny B as a zombie transvestite.
Now my life is complete.
I saw this movie a couple weeks ago just as I was starting to get sick with what would become bronchitis. I had a head full of cough syrup, but I still blame this pile of garbage for being an indecipherable mess that is utterly forgettable. Even looking at these photos, which I vaguely recognize, I can’t remember anything substantive about the plot. I don’t think there was much to begin with.
I’m just grateful I’ve forgotten.
Jeff Lau has used up the goodwill he got from me with Just Another Pandora’s Box/越光宝盒, which almost made up for some of his other recent and rather questionable (read: sh*tty) films.
Like Kung Fu Cyborg/機器俠.
And Fantastic Water Babes/出水芙蓉.
If I ever meet him, I’ll shit in his eyes and say “We’re even. Douche.”
I can’t wait for 2011 to end. Cinematically speaking, its been like massaging my scrotum with a cheese grater that uses hot sauce for lube.
If we don't support the movies that deserve it, we get the movies that we deserve.