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There's a name spreading in whispers through the dusty towns of the old west, it belongs to a young bounty hunter known only as Twenty-One. (because of the six fingers on his left hand and his deadly reputation with a gun). Soon enough, Twenty-One comes face to face with an enigmatic fellow bounty hunter named Rellick, (Chow Yun-Fat) who has plans for the younger gunslinger.

Together, the two make their way to a mysterious destination that turns out to be the Monstery of the Wretched Sisters, an isolated desert outpost guarded by a secretive order of monks (though personally I think I'd prefer a secret order of nuns – there aren't enough of those in movies anymore) where Twenty-One discovers that Rellik is a bounty hunter of the undead, that the catacombs beneath the monastery conceal a zombie prison the monks guard with their lives and that a wagon train worth of misguided settlers have just unwittingly released its undead inmates – leaving Rellnik and Twenty-One with mucho zombie ass to kick.

By offering up equal parts American gothic / spaghetti-western / grindhouse horror, director Andrew Goth's "The Wretched" promises to be "For a Few Dollars More" meets "Dawn of the Dead".

But, you may not want to start jumping for joy just yet though, it's basically just a rumor and Chow Yun Fat has had one hellova horrible time filmography-wise since he left Hong Kong for western shores (Ang Lee's Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon aside of course), so there are reasons to treat all of the promise of the above with a yard stick worth of skepticism. (remember how cool Underworld sounded before you actually saw it).

Posted by Peter Collinson on Monday, September 18, 2006 at 11:28 PM | Permalink