It's so much like A Chinese Ghost Story (1987) that it wouldn't take a liar as accomplished as the Wife of Bath to convince someone that the two films were in fact part of the same series. Thankfully, it also shares the same appreciation of wonder, disregard for logic, sense of purpose and freedom of expression that makes Siu-tung's film such a joy to watch. It's one of the occasions where I consider mimicry to be a compliment.
And, really, who wouldn't want to see Joey Wong do her thing in flowing gowns and big sleeves once more?
3 flying paper umbrellas out of 5
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Saturday, 12 November 2011
Sex and Zen (1991)
aka: Yu pu tuan zhi: Tou qing bao jian
One of China’s most famous Category III films is a weird experience. A scholar wants to hump his way through the female population, but only has a tiny mouse penis, so he replaces it with a horse penis (literally) and the remainder of the film documents his sexual exploits.
Perhaps I've gotten too old to appreciate shallow, soft-core, female nipple-rubbing, comedy-porn from Asia; that’s a depressing thought.
1 wrong way to play a flute out of 5
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