Rigor Mortis Page #2

Synopsis: In this eerie and chilling, contemporary, action/special effects laden homage to the classic Chinese vampire movies of the 1980's, writer-director-producer, Juno Mak makes his feature directorial debut. Co-produced by J-Horror icon Takashi Shimizu, and reuniting some of the original cast members of the classic Mr. Vampire series, RIGOR MORTIS is set in a creepy and moody Hong Kong public housing tower whose occupants we soon discover, run the gamut from the living to the dead, to the undead, along with ghosts, vampires and zombies.
Genre: Action, Horror
Director(s): Juno Mak
Production: Well Go USA
  6 wins & 23 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.3
Metacritic:
53
Rotten Tomatoes:
65%
NOT RATED
Year:
2013
103 min
Website
68 Views


All the Vampires have miraculously vanished,

along with all the Vampire hunters.

So what do Vampire Hunters do

when there are no f***ing Vampires left?

They cook.

Thank you for saving my life this morning.

You mean getting in your way?

But just because I stopped you once,

doesn't mean I can stop you the next time.

Save it and thank me

if you're still around next time.

Old man, where have you been?

It's late.

I was looking for you.

I was here.

I was afraid of losing you.

Why are your feet still so cold?

Soaking isn't helping?

Are you not feeling well?

I'm alright.

I'll be back in a few days.

Wait for me.

Master, I'll leave it to you then.

Don't worry. I will take care of it.

This is a token of my appreciation.

Please accept it.

I'll be on my way now.

Gau.

Let's talk privately.

Auntie Mui, that's a lot of groceries.

Yes. Tung... Tung is coming home.

He loves fish.

How is he?

He's good. He is coming home.

I should get back to work now.

Auntie Mui.

Pak.

You can't come here anymore.

Run along now. Be a good boy.

To preserve the body we must choose a dark place,

within the place where he was last living.

In order to be discreet.

We bury his body in soil in the bathtub.

Later, we move the body into a coffin,

in total darkness,

suspended off the ground.

We will use crows' blood instead of chicken blood,

which will work with the amulet on his chest,

collecting the essence of his "yin" spirit.

Clouds of the spirits...

open... against the gods' will...

Remember, never take the mask off.

How much longer until Tung comes back?

In seven days,

Tung's spirit will come back.

It may be the perfect time then.

May be?

What if it doesn't work?

If it doesn't work, there's another way.

What is it?

It's very extreme. A last resort.

We will talk later.

Clouds of the spirits... open...

blessed by the ashes...

spirits... grant me the power...

against the gods' will...

Mommy!

The roast pork is nice.

They are gone now. They won't come back.

Just walk against the wall

at this hour every night.

Good luck to you. Good luck to you.

Good luck to you.

Honey, The dying plant you brought home last week,

it blossomed last night.

Please don't misunderstand.

I'm seventy-two.

If I weren't looking after the two of them,

I would have retired long ago.

I didn't want them sent away!

They've been asked to leave many times...

So I found them a place to stay.

Why is that woman hanging around all the time?

She lived in 2442 for years.

She was reserved and didn't speak much.

She had a warm smile.

Her husband seemed like a nice man.

He was a tutor to two twin girls

in the neighborhood.

Feng goes back to 2442 every day.

She gets scared, then leaves,

and returns the next day.

She doesn't dare to go inside,

but she can't stop herself from going back.

Her kid is a good boy.

She gathers the food offerings her neighbors

leave outside their doors.

He just gobbles it all up without a word.

Is the bike yours?

How about I fix it for you?

Dear, you don't like the food?

You haven't touched your plate at all.

It's been getting windy lately.

It's harder for me to go up and down the stairs.

Maybe I gained weight.

Maybe I did.

Maybe it's a conspiracy.

Yau... and that fat pig.

It's a big conspiracy.

Yes it is, yes it is...

Gosh, that mouth of yours!

Dear, we are not young anymore.

We will be a hundred years old sooner or later.

If you get cold, you have to bundle up.

Take care of yourself.

If you're not happy, you have to speak up.

Don't keep it inside, okay?

The flowers are all dried out.

You told me not to climb up and down for them.

I can't do it all on my own.

There are only two of us left, you know?

Did I prick you? You have to tell me if I did.

Please don't leave me alone.

You said you would come back.

Why aren't you eating? You don't like the food?

You shouldn't smoke too much.

I need to get one more pair of chopsticks.

Take a seat.

You expecting company?

Nah, just my flat mates.

You can see them?

Sometimes.

And you still stay here?

Do you think they are all haunted?

They are attached to the land itself,

not to the house.

I have stayed here for decades,

but they have been here for centuries.

I will probably be living here when I die.

It makes sense to develop

a good relationship beforehand.

I need your help.

It's about apartment 2442.

Do you think any museum will want this stuff?

Should I sell them to one of

those places that collects scrap metal?

Are these things from your father?

Yes, from many generations.

The brown stains, that's blood.

It's so deep that it can't be washed away,

No matter how hard I tried.

Back in the days, there were a lot of

eerie things in my village.

We took care of them with these tools.

Where is your family now?

In this business, no one gets a happy end.

Five hours, Five Hours...

I will return before midnight.

Five Hours.

Four hours?

I just remembered my father

would leave me at our neighbor's place,

whenever he went to work.

Being a Taoist monk, he really didn't earn much.

The money he earned wasn't

even enough to pay the babysitting fees.

Thanks.

For many generations,

my family called wherever home.

But there was never a f***ing home.

This was the last place my father brought me.

He planned for us to stay for a few days.

We ended up living here for decades.

How come?

I will come back for you before midnight.

He went out one night and never came back.

After all, it's all fate.

Pak drew this.

So what?

I did all I could the last time.

If you are scared, that's your problem.

It's not their fault.

Feng is mentally ill. She should go to a doctor.

After all, I'm just a cook.

You can help, why don't you?

Why the hell is it your business?

How do you know I can help?

You don't even know me.

Do you even f***ing know them?

Cut that sh*t, are you helping or not?

Are you even capable of helping others?

Look at yourself. You're a f***ing mess!

What's that supposed to mean?

That's obviously drawn by a kid,

The ink's already faded and

you're still keeping it.

Couldn't let it go, could you?

If you really didn't care,

you wouldn't bother

keeping all these things, would you?

In humans, there are both the good and the bad.

It is with spells as well.

The darker the color of the amulet paper,

the greater the power of the spell.

To ask for power from the gods this way is evil.

It is an extreme measure

that endangers yourself and others.

Trust me, this is not that simple.

Thank you.

You son of a b*tch!

You used his life as bait for the twins.

I've asked for your help before,

but you refused.

I didn't have a choice.

I might as well have done it on my own.

You know how powerful those twins are.

You forced me to get involved.

At least it's allover now.

You don't look that great. You're really pale.

Like you're running out of time or something.

The cabinet can't possibly

hold them for much longer.

Burn it.

Let me take care of it.

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