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Hopped up on hair metal, veins flowing with bright red karo syrup, and witchiness on its mind, this black magic movie comes at you like a half-naked hillbilly with a meat cleaver in both hands. Made for a couple of bucks but compensating for its low budget with a concerning amount of enthusiasm, it’s all thrash guitars and nightmarish non sequiturs in this story of enchanted worms and an evil (or maybe just misunderstood) wizard stomping out Hong Kongers like cockroaches. Oozing with hungry ghost hex, faceful-of-needles hex, kill-your-family hex, and softcore group-sex hex this movie’s moral? Leave Hong Kong and die.

NOTE: There are naked people in this movie. And sex. And blood. Not for children.