Karen Mok with orange hair dancing with her television, Faye Wong in Chungking Express staring back at her. Later she's cosplayed as Mathilda from Leon, until a ghost wind knocks her wig off. Stephen Chow's character is even named Leon, not a riff but an autodidact ghost-killer, whipping the security team from Mok's (Kwan's) building into shape, coaching with dynamite bundles, handfuls of human shit, cow tears, banana peels and sympathetic houseplants. Black, bloody; shooting, stabbing, bludgeoning and otherwise disfiguring and killing its players for laughs, mostly. Real saturated, brilliant vivid greens and pinks, uniform blues streaked with clouds of pink, bright blood.
Barely a core to hang on, not a romance or a redemption, just a breakneck contest, a battle of attrition when broken out/blocked. HK comedy so usual confounding admixture of tastelessness and inclusivity/intersection. Folks had fun, as the blooper reel bears out, cuties Chow and Mok, irresistible smiles of embarrassment and impish joy.