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Watching the trailer for House of Flying Daggers has made various bits of me stand on end. Good grief, I hope it's half as good as the preview, which would make it leave it at a modest “amazing.” The Japanese release, titled Lovers -- in English -- for some reason, of the movie was a few months back, and the DVD is now available. So -- if there's any English in it, I'll pick it up; I'm still not at the point where reading kanji subtitles is a feasible way to enjoy a movie.

Darkness looks legitimately scary, but then, 13 Ghosts looked pretty interesting from the trailer alone.

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