i know its a dream, but put shoes on when you go outside and don’t wear them in bed!
An attempt to infuse the jiangshi and black magic films of Hong Kong in the 80s with the spirit of J-horror, combining the myth of the hopping Chinese vampire with the ghosts and grieving that typified such series as Ringu and Ju-On. I say "attempt" because the infusion is too obvious, the jiangshi is easily the scariest I've seen depicted, but a lot of the rest juts out too noticeably, like many of the broken bones in this film. I'm not sure this earns its interesting swerve of an ending, either.
A film about glances and stares, from people whose love can't seem to penetrate the hearts of others. They just drift slowly down the water, waiting for the world to end.
Also a film about memory and how even when we can see the past in a new, clear light, it can't change the feelings we or others felt along the way.
-Why do you fight like this? Why?
You have no one! Nothing to fight for!
-What do you mean?
-I can see it. You have no home, no family! No one you love!
-But... But... What difference does that make?
Is it wrong to fight when you've nothing to fight for?
-It isn't natural.
-Then why do you fight?
-I fight for the one who saved me.
-Is... is that all?
-It's a truth that people live for!