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Posted in Asian Horror, Foreign Horror, Ghosts with tags , , , , , , , on March 4, 2019 by Drinkin' & Drive-in

Tales From The Dead

Tales From The Dead (2008) is an anthology of short ghost stories that will not, in any way shape or form, scare fluids out of you. A young woman passes the time by relating tales from the dead for a hitchhiker, who is also a woman. Since the malls were closed, ghost stories it is. 

The first one revolves around a husband and wife who move into a new home. They also found their son who, now paralyzed, ran away from home some years ago. They don’t care — they’re a happy family once again. The house, as it turns out, is not happy. It’s haunted by really pissy ghosts who used to be alive and used to own the place. Guess who made ’em ghosts? No, you can’t say your own name. 

The second story is about an accountant for the feared Yakuza Gang who decides to get out of the crime biz. A little late to change careers. He was turned into powder — literally. I don’t know how; you’ll have to consult the ghosts. 

The stories pick up steam with the third one, a tale of a middle-aged guy who can’t seem to do anything right. He got fired. He’s out of money. His girlfriend left him. And the darn clock keeps skipping ahead five minutes at a time. It isn’t broken; the time shift was caused by a man who shows up and makes an offer: the dead will pay dearly for just a few minutes of time so that they may peek in on family and friends. 

The man offers Mr. Loser a pile of cash for the few minutes of time he borrowed. All he has to do is sell some time off his life here and there, and he gets plenty of foldin’ money. Sounds like a smart business move. At first, anyway. A young, dead female shows up to warn him to stop selling his time. If you have to guess what happens next, the ghosts are going to be very upset with you. 

The final story ties into the ending, so not gonna spill the polter-beans here. I should just blurt it out as this movie is dull enough that you’ll probably never watch it. Then again, why should I be the one to suffer?