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Hong Kong vampires are nothing like western vampires. For starters, they’re not sexy creatures of the night who speak European and know which wines to order. They’re dirty corpses so stiff with rigor mortis they can’t bend their arms or legs, forced to hop after their prey, long fingernails extended in front of them, like blood-hungry pogo sticks that have to have the crap kicked out of them by a Taoist priest before they can be stuffed back into their stinky graves. Today’s movie is the greatest Hong Kong hopping vampire flick of all time, setpiece stacking up on top of setpiece as people are possessed, villagers turn into vampires, graves turn stinky, pretty lady ghosts switch sides, and a One-Eyebrowed Priest tries to keep this teetering Jenga tower of plot complications from toppling over into chaos. An all-time classic, delivering perfect Halloween vibes.