Kuei Chih-Hung is one of my favorite Shaw Brothers directors and this feels like the beginnings of the mayhem and gross out magic that he would soon be famous for.

Liu Miao-Li (Liu Wu-Chi) and Chen Liang (Lam Wai-Tiu) are on the bus, excited that they are about to have a child when criminals attack, stealing their money and killing Chen. His wife’s life descents into sorrow — she’s robbed of her husband’s estate and a man tries to drag her into sex work — leading to her suicide. Yet before she dies, she makes arrangements to jump off a cliff wearing a red shroud, which is said to let the afterworld know that she needs revenge. As a Taoist priestess prays for Liu’s soul, she says, “When the door to hell is opened, there’s no turning back.”

Soon, everyone that has wronged her finds their bodies being mangled into all manner of nightmares, like neon boils exploding from their skin, another head growing from the shoulder and Fulci-level eyeball violence. Then, a woman’s stomach grows out of control, she eats a bowl of puke and chases her husband, as everyone involved must atone. Puke drinking is part of the journey. After this, heads will roll.

As this becomes episodic, the different criminals are followed to their grisly fates. This is 76 minutes of green gels, oozing pus and blood everywhere, all over everything. Most revenge movies just stick to guns. This goes all the way to occult torture on a level that few movies can dream of getting near.