LOVE TO KILL (1993)
Anthony Wong Chau-sang F's things up once again as he don's his early 90's scumbag pants and terrorizes his poor wife in the appropriately inappropriate nasty roughie gem, LOVE TO KILL. Figured I would post this on Halloween as this is a horror story of a different kind. No masked men with machetes. No hopping vampires or ghosts and goblins. This madman operates in plain sight.
Julie Lee Wa-yuet also stars and plays Lee's grating girlfriend.
LOVE TO KILL is one of those uneasy/queasy misogynist CAT III films from the salad days. Kinda lost in the shuffle of nastiness but undeservedly so. It's real life horror, and all of the rape, torture, and murder aside, there is one particular scene that disgusts me more than the sadism excess that is shown throughout. Early on in the film, Wong and his missus are eating at a dai pai dong. Wong thinks that his wife is making eyes at a man across the way and proceeds to violently pinch her leg under the table. To keep her in line and claim his ownership. Mark his territory. I feel that pinch. And it F's me up every dang time. Who the F does something like that? The bloodletting puts the asses in seats and plays well on screen but something so simple yet violent as a pinch is the most shocking image. For me anyway. The caveman ideals of Wong's domestic violence is real life horror. Plain and simple.