In the decaying corridors of a Hong Kong film set, a cursed reel awakens malevolent spirits that seep through every frame, slowly corroding the crew’s minds. As production spirals into madness, reality and celluloid blur, forcing the team to confront a horror that feeds on their craft. Director Fruit Chan crafts a chilling descent into obsession, where the camera captures more than shadows—it captures souls. The line between creator and creation dissolves, leaving only dread and a terrible question: who is truly directing whom?




























































