Aman Chang has had a varied filmography in his
few years of directing – from Cat III nonsense like a few of the Raped
by an Angel films to action fare such as Body Weapon and Fist Power to
the comic foibles of Mr. Wai-go, Love and Sex of Eastern Hollywood and
Cop Shop Babes. He has jumped from genre to genre – but he brings a consistently
low brow commercial mentality to them all. Another common characteristic
of most of his films is that they are simply not very good (though I would
venture that Mr. Wai-go and Love and Sex are rather fun). Though often
slickly produced, they are generally devoid of any intelligence whatsoever
– all style over substance. Scaremonger is even a step down for Chang –
it is still utterly vapid but doesn’t even offer his usual visual or titillating
Chang has to be given credit (?) here for somehow
managing to get to the 90-minute mark with a story as flimsy as a see through
negligee. Of course, to accomplish this he has to throw in more filler
than in a basic fast food hamburger – but it isn’t nearly as tasty. What
begins as a potential horror story wanders around forever searching for
its identity – is it a comedy (well it tries), is it a romance (well not
exactly), is it supernatural (stupidly so) or is it just what ever came
into Chang’s head on a given day. Of the running time only a small percentage
of it is really devoted to what one might consider the main story – the
rest is just mindless riffing.
There is one positive that comes out of this viewing
experience – Angela Tong. I have seen her in a few other films – Bio-Zombie,
PR Girls, Last Ghost Standing – but all of a sudden she appears all grown
up and generates a very sensual and smoky presence. She is someone that
I want to see more of in adult roles. Chang though limits her screen time
to a few scenes and concentrates on the threesome of Sam Lee, Jerry Lam
and newcomer Myolie Wu. Sam is up to his usual wide-mouthed shtick, Myolie
comes across as a Vivian Hsu clone and Jerry is fast approaching a place
on my list of “most annoying Hong Kong actors” along with Eric Kot and
Natalis Chan. Chang seemingly allows him to do whatever he pleases even
performing a five minute standup routine with a blow up doll that has no
place in the film and is not in the least bit amusing. Jerry is tolerable
in a supporting role – but as one of the leads he makes you reach desperately
for the fast-forward on the remote like a drowning man for a life preserver.
Like a sultry siren, Angela slinks her way through
a crowded disco and lays her bedroom eyes on men like heat-seeking missiles
– and makes her choice according to blood type –AB is the blood du jour.
She easily convinces them to come home with her where they are quickly
turned into bloody fillets. Someone is hungry - and even children will
do. Sam Lee and Jerry are looking into these mysterious deaths and recruit
a ghost hunter – Myolie – who is as tough as a Hello Kitty toy on holiday.
Myolie brings along her “little spirit” who for some reason is an Englishman
that likes to milk at Jerry’s breast. The film then devolves into a lot
of pointless attempts at comedy and romance before it comes back to the
horror aspects of the film. In a luscious turn, Angela has been luring
men back to her apartment to feed her zombie husband and the threesome
soon come face to face with him. There are enticing glimpses within the
film of something that could have been interesting – but it bypasses all
of these for tedious pap and annoying dialogue and not nearly enough Angela.
My rating for this film: 4.0
Distributed by Universe
The transfer is decent, but not overwhelming.
Cantonese and Mandarin language tracks
There is a trailer for this film but no others.
The subtitles are Chinese or English.
Star files on Sam Lee and Angela Tong
(who hails from Montreal, Canada)