I watched this back-to-back with Magic Cop, and was happy to discover that this was equally, or even more, brilliant! Lam Ching Ying moves into a haunted house, along with a bunch of snotty students of taoism and ghost-slaying. It turns out the ghosts haunting the place is a miserable married couple - the husband only able to show his love for his wife through clenched fists. I have reason to believe the film contains the most entertaining domestic violence I've ever seen on film ("Hit means love" <3 ). It is of course an utterly silly film, with a ghost going discodancing while claiming to be Madonna, at one point. A ghostbusting, mormon foreigner-duo is also at play here too, trying to get their hands on some gold hidden in said haunted house. They generally sour things up once they bring their machine guns to the party, but luckily Lam solves the crisis with the power of song. Seeing as neither Lam or any of the other characters can sing worth a damn and the lyrics go on about how we all can be united as "chinese ghosts", it makes for a quite memorable sequence. Comedy gold!
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