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Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Singular Cay



Singular Cay (2012)
Dir. Yao-wu Zhao
Written by (unknown, the credits are in Cantonese and IMBD doesn’t list a writer. It’s possible that it was just made up as they went along)
Starring… well, the IMDB credits list just four people, the first being Pei-Pei Cheng, who is not anywhere close to the main character. There’s also Deric Wan, who is pretty important, and the other two actors credited have no photo or part identified, making it impossible to know if they’re real stars or just random actors who happen to have a manager savvy enough to get them on IMDB. Frankly it’s a real mystery.




Speaking of mysteries...


So what is a Singular Cay, anyway?


To answer that question, let’s talk a little bit about the movie itself. SINGULAR CAY THE MOVIE is 88 interminable minutes of weak-ass Chinese (Hong Kong -- but don't get excited, it's modern Hong Kong, so basically just Mainland appeasement) crime melodrama with two scenes of ghosts and two of kung fu, notable only for its A) plodding mediocrity, B) bizarre pallette, and C) howlingly boneheaded plot which is so naively moronic that it would almost be a saving grace if it weren’t so anesthetizingly dull. It’s absolute dreck, but it’s gonna sound kinda funny on paper, I think. I don’t recommend you watch it, but you should definitely read this and have it spoiled for you, if for no other reason than so at least I can say that something of value came from this experience.


At its essence, SINGULAR CAY is a movie about a family of nitwit fuckwads who are staying with their aunt (Pei Pei Cheng, CROUCHING TIGER, HIDDEN DRAGON, no joke!), and have their obnoxious child Jia-Jia (????) kidnapped. Mother I-Ling (????) is upset by this for some reason, despite every single moment of screen time prior to this kidnapping emphasizing what a bratty, obstinate little git Jia-Jia is and how fucking crazy she drives her mother. Literally, they’ve had no other interactions of any kind except I-Ling asking her daughter to do something reasonable (finish dinner, practice piano, say hello to Uncle) only to have the child defiantly refuse. I-Ling’s horrible aunt seems to take the position that demanding a child obey a parent’s instructions is approximately morally equivalent to strangling a puppy in front of a baby, so poor I-Ling isn’t getting a lot of support at home, especially from her husband Fei Wang (????), who, from the looks of it, works entirely alone in an abandoned lab made of blue light, and has just gotten a call from a mysterious antagonist demanding he hand over the McGuffin he’s working on. Kidnappers throw a weird baby doll through the window and demand a million Hong Kong dollars (about $128,000 US bucks, still more than this little monster is worth). I-Ling can’t go to the police, so she goes to her old boyfriend (Deric Wan, ROYAL TRAMP 1 and 2) --who happens to be some kind of international supercop -- to figure things out.


All of that would be fine, except somehow it takes the movie nearly 40 minutes to set all this up, and it is absolutely deadening. What feel like eons pass as family members, sitting in a room waiting for a phone call, all have an individual shot of their distinct placid non-reaction to this non-event, while the music that came with the editing software plays quietly in the background.




In order to keep the brain from eating itself during this period, you will be forced to pay attention to the technical aspects of the filmmaking, which will in return reveal one of the movie’s odder features: the pallette here is absolutely bizarre. Back in the day I’d cite the filmstock they used for the odd effect here. But of course, this is clearly cheapie digital, so I can only assume that someone fiddled with the color corrections on it in such a way that any colors with even a hint of brightness to them absolutely fly off the screen. Any color -- blues, greens, reds, oranges, hot pinks -- tends to look like they’ve been burned into a screen with a neon laser, which is especially notable because for long stretches, the production designer seems to have gone out of his or her way to include every color in every frame.


This doesn’t mean it’s a visually bright movie, or a pretty, or even visually competent one; it just means that in frame after haphazard frame, there’s always a neon pink chair or a bowl of vivid oranges or a bright red wall to draw the eye away from the action for absolutely no reason. Towards the end the movie settles down a little bit and limits itself to being an ugly eyesore of glum grays, but for long stretches of time it’s an ugly eyesore peppered with gaudy baubles of iridescent glow sticks. I’m sure I wouldn’t have noticed this were it possible to direct even 5% of my attention to the plot, but, as I’d recommend a maximum safe level of attention set to 2%, there’s plenty of free brain power available to think about these things.


Right about the 50 minute mark, though, things go from boring to insane in pretty short order. And I’m just going to tell you the whole thing, because it’s pretty funny and let’s face it, you’re never going to watch this piece of crap, so consider it SPOILER territory from here on out. And there’s a lot to spoil! For a movie which begins with forty minutes of virtually no plot, it has about five movies worth of rambling nonsense in its back half.


Supercop isn’t great with evidence, but he’s top notch with hunches, and he seems to suspect this is an inside job. And he is correct; it turns out that the whole ransom and industrial espionage thing that the opening of the movie sets up is a total non-sequitur, because the culprit was actually… the bitchy Aunt! Auntie kidnapped Jia Jia because of her crippling phobia of any kind of discipline whatsoever, and stashed her at, I guess, a friend’s house or something? It’s unclear exactly who was willing to get involved in a kidnapping scheme to save a little girl from having to finish her dinner, but it turns out not to matter because by the time Supercop arrives, whoever lived in this house is dead and the girl has been re-kidnapped by someone else!

By the way, in case you haven't guess yet, neither that bloody lady nor any giant mushrooms of any kind appear in the movie, so I have no idea what to make of this poster except that...
Why, what have we here? It's just the poster from SHROOMS with a long haired Asian ghost lady crudely photoshopped over the center mushroom, and for some reason some kind of bloody rag stuck in up  at the top. To my knowledge, I am the first person on Earth to realize this fact, but that shows you how little Netflix was willing to spend on this dreck.


Wait a second, you ask, if Aunty did the kidnapping, who was it that called the family and demanded the ransom? We’ll get to that. It makes no sense, but we’ll get there.


For now, though, the movie ignores this weird fact, and also that this Aunt is a fucking monster. I-Ling is pretty upset that Jia Jia is re-kidnapped, but doesn’t murder Aunty on the spot, which is more restraint that I would be able to show. But wait, who is the new kidnapper? Supercop’s instinct that it’s a second, even more inside job seems strengthened by our knowledge that I-Ling has a ne’er-do-well younger brother who seems to be some kind of low-level crook and is always hitting her up for money. At one point, we see him torturing a blindfolded guy and pouring gasoline over him, demanding some kind of code. Definitely a bad guy. So when a mysterious masked ninja shows up at the house where everyone is staying for no clear reason (and I mean that in two senses -- there’s no clear reason they’re all in this house, and there’s no clear reason a ninja would show up there, since they already paid the ransom) and gets into a mild kung fu fight with Fei Wang (the scientist dad, in case you forgot about him) and then the Supercop, we suspect we might know who’s behind the mask. Our suspicions are strengthened when Supercop dispatches his ninja into a river, and then we see a wet brother stumbling home.


Supercop has a different idea, though, suspecting the father for reasons which are entirely obscure. But we already know he also got into a ninja fight (though he doesn’t mention it to anyone), so we’re not surprised when he’s cleared by I-Ling, who can see he doesn’t have any damning bruises.

No, this isn't from the movie, SINGULAR CAY has nothing remotely this entertaining in it. It also doesn't seem to have a single fucking film still online, just that hilarious ripoff poster and the generic one with the lady that I already used. Therefore please enjoy some random pictures of cats for the remainder of this review.

This clears the way for us to suspect the shifty brother, but we’ve got one other red herring to get out of the way first: having been wrong about the dad, Supercop now suspects that I-Ling’s wallflower sister (who is also staying in the house, but who has, to the best of my recollections, no dialogue whatsoever) is the kidnapper. He follows her to a seedy flop house with some motorcycle hooligans outside, and discovers the horrible truth -- she has kidnapped a child and held her for ransom -- just not the child we’re interested in. Yep, she’s involved in a completely unrelated parallel kidnapping. It’s unclear if this is sheer coincidence, or if she got the idea from the other kidnapping, or what her deal is, or why she did this, but there you go. What kind of fucking family is this, anyway?!


Now we’re finally free to focus on the suspicious brother, who the movie all but screams is the bad guy, constantly cutting back to him doing something vaguely nefarious. But wait, before that, it’s a Hong Kong movie, so we got to have a little melodrama. Remember, Supercop is I-Ling’s old flame, and they keep getting teary-eyed and saying things like “if only you hadn’t left Hong Kong to be an international Supercop, dot dot dot” and I-Ling cries and they almost hug once. So that takes care of that.


OK, finally, now we’ve got that out of the way, can we please get back to this obvious no-goodnik brother?




Having run out of other family members to accuse, Supercop finally sets his sights on the person it obviously is, who has motive and opportunity and so forth. But not so fast! Remember all those suspicious things we saw him do? Stumble back to his house wet after Supercop kicked the ninja into a river, torture a guy with gas, etc? Guess what! There’s a perfectly reasonable explanation for all of them, it’s just that the movie only shows them out of context! How can there possibly be a reasonable explanation for a torture scene? Get this -- it turns out he was auditioning for a movie! Now we flash back and see there’s a director and camera on set (it’s never been mentioned before that he has any aspirations to thespianism)! By pure chance, the one glimpse of it we saw earlier was at the wrong angle and lacking any context, ain’t that just the darndest thing. Boy, I could sure see how you would get the wrong impression if that’s all you saw! Good to be able to set the record straight.


By god, that’s a level of shameless cinematic tomfuckery which you almost have to be impressed by.


Anyway, so brother is now also excluded as a suspect. Which also sort of makes sense because since his ninja fight, Dad has been in contact with a mysterious caller who wants the Laboratory McGuffin in exchange for the daughter, and even sends a fancy radioshack remote-controlled drone to pick it up from the other side of a room. Supercop has now arrested, one by one, everyone in the family except I-Ling, and has turned out to be hilariously wrong again and again. Which makes you wonder what the fuck kind of Supercop he is,anyway. I mean, he knows kung fu, but so does the nerdy scientist dad, and given what I’ve seen in the movies, presumably the entire population of Hong Kong. What exactly would you say you do here, Supercop?


I should also mention one other thing: in two or three scenes early on, we see the ghost of a deceased aunt hanging around menacingly, mostly lurking unseen behind people but once aggressively reaching out and grabbing I-Ling from the medicine cabinet! But she disappears by the second half and no one ever mentions it again and it doesn’t turn out to be important, so, huh. This proves to be the entire pretext for labelling this airheaded crime caper a horror movie, which is pretty special. For a while, we also see a ghostly Jia-Jia running around, making her mother frantically chase her in impossible places and then dissapearing like the little fuckbastard that she is, and also the Supercop has a moment where she appears to him as a scary screaming ghost accompanied by a loud musical sting. It seems like she’s trying to get his attention to follow one of the hundred or so red herring characters as he sneakily walks out into the night, but then he does follow and it turns out to be nothing, and also it later turns out Jia-Jia wasn’t dead, so I don’t know what the fuck any of that was about, I guess her mom and the Supercop are just big hallucinating babies.




But not quite as big hallucinating babies as Fei Wang, though, because it turns out --in the movie’s one twist so fantastically moronic that it almost retrospectively makes everything worth it-- all those times he got menacing phone calls and fought with obscure, black-clad figures… it was really himself all along!!! because he’s got …. Multiple personality disorder!!! It was one of those personalities (the only one we’ll ever hear about, actually) who (re)kidnapped Jia-Jia, and also stole his own ransom money (why?) and also forced him to hand over his secret formula (to himself?) and I guess was also making threatening phone calls to himself (in one flashback, we see him calling himself and delivering a threat from an abandoned warehouse, which is quite a feat since we see him take this phone call in his lab at the start of the movie. He’s got some quick feet on him, that’s for sure.) A labcoat wearing a rather dumpy man explains all of this in some detail at the end, after some unclear amount of time has passed and Jia-Jia has been recovered from wherever she was off-camera somehow, apparently the details aren’t really important in comparison to this brain-melting twist. The labcoat claims this was the result of “various stresses” but that Mr. Personality might be able to return to normal, though it could take awhile. The camera fades to black.


Then it fades back and the Supercop is playing golf with some other authority figure, who tells him he did a good job and offers him a financial reward, which he takes. Fade to black.


Then it fades back to Fei Wang --apparently now cured-- who sits up and says “i think I’ll go to the lab.” Then he walks outside and is immediately hit by a car.


Cut to credits.


So to answer my original question, I have no idea what a Singular Cay is.


CHAINSAWNUKAH 2017 CHECKLIST!

The Discreet Charm of the Killing Spree



TAGLINE
None
TITLE ACCURACY
Impossible to determine, since it’s impossible to ascertain what a “Singular Cay” is
LITERARY ADAPTATION?
If so, there’s no way to know since the credits aren’t translated into English. Admittedly, the dialogue is just barely translated into some kind of vague English. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: How come ISIS can put out press releases that read like fuckin’ Gore Vidal, but Hong Kong imports appear to be subtitled by distracted schoolchildren in their first semester of English immersion?
SEQUEL?
Oh sweet God I hope not
REMAKE?
What is there to remake
COUNTRY OF ORIGIN
Hong Kong (which means, China, at this point, basically)
HORROR SUB-GENRE
Kidnapping movie where there’s a ghost in two or three scenes in the first half? Is that a thing? I guess call it a psycho-thriller.
SLUMMING A-LISTER?
I mean, Pei Pei Cheng was Jade Fox in CROUCHING TIGER, and starred in COME DRINK WITH ME. So she certainly deserves better than this.
BELOVED HORROR ICON?
None
NUDITY?
None
SEXUAL ASSAULT?
No
WHEN ANIMALS ATTACK!
Nope
GHOST/ ZOMBIE / HAUNTED BUILDING?
Yes, it just happens to be an incidental ghost who doesn’t have anything to do with the plot
POSSESSION?
Nah, except by (spoiler) multiple personality.
CREEPY DOLLS?
Yeah, a creepy doll with one eye out get thrown through the window, for… some reason.
EVIL CULT?
None
MADNESS?
Yep
TRANSMOGRIFICATION?
No
VOYEURISM?
Supercop follows and spies on various family members
MORAL OF THE STORY
If you’re ever jonesing for some Asian horror but Netflix doesn’t have anything Japanese, Korean, or Thai, still don’t make the same mistake I did here.


Friday, March 31, 2017

Tsui Hark's Vampire Hunters


Tsui Hark’s Vampire Hunters aka The Era of Vampires (2003)
Dir. Wellson Chin
Written by Tsui Hark
Starring Ken Chang, Michael Man-Kin Chow, Suet Lam




Somewhere in fantasy-world 17th century China, a master vampire hunter (Chun Hua Ji, THE LEGEND II) gets separated from his four irreverent disciples Fat (Michael Chow, POLICE STORY 2), Choi (Chan Kwok Kwan, Bruce Lee in IP MAN 3), Hei (Ken Chang, SPL: KILL ZONE) and Kung (Lam Suet, ELECTION). Given the proliferation of vampires in the area, the four decide to strike out on their own, and end up infiltrating the house of Master Jiang (Yu Rong Guang, IRON MONKEY, MY FATHER IS A HERO), the extremely creepy patriarch of a wealthy family whose primary hobby seems to be preserving the corpses of deceased family members in an elaborate house of wax (this is not a spoiler, they openly admit to doing this). Recently, Jiang’s son has married another in a long series of mysteriously deceased wives (Anya, THE DEVIL INSIDE ME), only to have the son himself unexpectedly kick off and end up getting the wax treatment. Seems like there’s probably something vampire-y going on here, one would think, especially considering the title. But the four vampire-hunters (which in the parlance of Hong Kong cinema translates, obviously, to “kung fu masters”) are really more interested in the buried treasure which is said to be located somewhere nearby, and, as a secondary goal, perving out on the young widow who is now stuck in a somewhat macabre living situation with her in-laws.




Now, that sounds exactly like the kind of imaginative, ludicrous nonsense you’d want from Tsui Hark, the infamous Hong Kong madman who specializes in nutty, outrageous martial arts fare like his ONCE UPON A TIME IN CHINA series, and, most notably to me, Jean Claude Van Damme’s legendarily insane one-two punch of DOUBLE TEAM (which teamed JCVD up with Dennis Rodman and his inexplicable basketball parachute) and KNOCK OFF (which makes time for Rob Schneider repeatedly whipping Van Damme on the ass with an eel, and I’m not even a little joking). Hark wrote the screenplay here, and it’s plenty crazy, casting a wide net into the sea of Hong Kong and Western horror and action tropes and dragging the resulting pile back to shore to fester in the sun. But behind the camera is Wellson Chin (Qi yue shi si*), who has enjoyed an arguably less notable career, in that of his 19 movies as director, only 5 even have titles which have been translated into English. And one of those stars Cynthia Rothrock. This presents a problem, because while there might be a smattering of fun ideas in Hark’s ADD-addled screenplay, Chin’s execution of those ideas is too bland and lazy to make much of them.




It’s not a total disaster, but you’d think with Hark on board and an absolutely absurd amount of hopping vampires, this would be a little more memorable. Unfortunately it’s more generic than crazy, and too pedestrian to have much impact without better gimmicks. It’s not dull exactly; there’s almost always something happening and a fight is never more than a few minutes away. Problem is, there aren’t really any big showstoppers. The fights are serviceable, but short and lacking in any unique gimmicks or personality, and the film gets bafflingly little milage out of its kung fu master vs supernatural flying corpse conceit. It’s not that they don’t fight, because they do, it’s just never a particularly good fight. That basic problem is at the heart of the film’s dysfunction. I love hopping vampires (and there are plenty here**) but they don’t really DO a lot here. A really creepy concept with a whole house full of embalmed wax corpses doesn’t pay off at all (although it definitely does get the skin crawling a little). Yu Rong Guan has some nice beats as a not-quite-villain who’s nonetheless thoroughly creepy and a little deranged, but he turns out to be relatively unimportant. See what I’m getting at here? The story is needlessly overpacked with underdeveloped ideas and ends up being debilitatingly convoluted with unacceptably little payoff. It’s crammed with subplots and characters that don’t add up to much and just serve to clutter up a martial arts vs flying monsters setup that, by all rights, ought to have been completely straightforward. Hell, there is no defensible reason why the movie even needs four (and eventually five) vampire hunters. Only one ends up doing anything meaningful.


At least it’s shot like a horror movie, with no shortage of backlit fog and some pretty good-looking framings of the wax corpses, which are far and away the coolest thing in here. There's a sprinkling of nifty and gross-looking vampire designs, too. But the “comedy” pretty much undoes any atmosphere it can must long before it has any impact. Hong Kong comedy is a dish I never much took to anyway, and even by its usual shrill standards this seems pretty low-rent. The film is better as a horror movie, but it’s only ever intermittently a horror movie, and rather incidentally at that. It's much more interested in being an action movie. Alas, the action is workmanlike, but with approximately 180,000 similar Hong Kong period-set supernatural martial arts movies to compete with, “workmanlike” isn’t gonna cut it. And that all adds up to something a Tsui Hark movie about flying vampires and wax corpses and kung fu nonsense ought never, ever to be: unmemorable.


*I picked that one from a fairly long and completely undistinguished Hong Kong B-movie career (which translates outside Hong Kong to “Z or lower”) because the IMDB description is pretty special: ”Two undercover cops are forced to be a team to find a serial killer. Chow is straight-laced and Lau has ESP. The victims were all childhood friends. The killer is a ghost!”


**Though I guess they’re demoted to “zombies”? In VAMPIRE HUNTERS’ opinion, vampires are flying demigods which are the result of “zombies” (traditional Jiangshi) getting, I dunno, left out too long in the sun I guess and inexplicably gaining super powers.




CHAINSAWNUKAH 2016 CHECKLIST!
Good Kill Hunting


ALIAS
ERA OF THE VAMPIRES
TAGLINE
Five Heroes. A Coven Of Vampires [sic]. A Lot Of Bad Blood.
TITLE ACCURACY
It’s definitely a Tsui Hark-scripted movie about Vampire Hunters
LITERARY ADAPTATION?
No
SEQUEL?
None
REMAKE?
No, although I could dimly see that being worthwhile, with some major narrative streamlining.
COUNTRY OF ORIGIN
Hong Kong
HORROR SUB-GENRE
Hopping Vampire / Demon Hunter / Kung Fu
SLUMMING A-LISTER?
None
BELOVED HORROR ICON?
None
NUDITY?
I wanna say none?
SEXUAL ASSAULT?
No
WHEN ANIMALS ATTACK!
None, though some horses become victims again
GHOST/ ZOMBIE / HAUNTED BUILDING?
“Zombies” and “Vampires”
POSSESSION?
Yes
CREEPY DOLLS?
Wax bodies of the dead
EVIL CULT?
None
MADNESS?
Nah
TRANSMOGRIFICATION?
Human into zombie into vampire
VOYEURISM?
Yes, our heroes watch a girl bathe and then bicker about it. Not about if it's an indefensible invasion of privacy, of course, just about who should get to bang her.
MORAL OF THE STORY
Hunting vampires obviously requires a surprising expertise in Kung Fu. But then again, a lot of stuff does when you start to think about it.