[The Ultimate in Chinese Folk Horror: Breaking a Taboo Means Death]
There are no Western zombies here, only the Chinese taboos you know, yet somehow don’t.
In the “Eternal Night Theater,” where red lanterns hang high, the young female opera performers in blue onstage have no feet. They walk on stilts, because the dead must never touch the ground.
If the “paper figure” offering you hot tea has a smile that stretches past its ears, don’t take it. It’s smiling, and it’s also telling you that your face is about to be ripped off and pasted onto its own.
The horror here comes from the reverence and fear buried deep in your bones, the dread of “weddings and funerals” and “ghost marriages that borrow a life.” Every folk legend is a license for ghosts to kill.
