The Kiss of Lady X is guerrilla filmmaking at its best. Written, directed and produced by expats who have lived or are living in Taiwan, the film tells the story of a disgraced former secret agent who risks his life as well as the lives of his ragtag team as he seeks revenge against the charismatic terrorist who killed his wife. Ten years in the making, this low-budget, action-packed film makes no excuses, featuring daring full-bore action sequences, including a climactic battle aboard a master criminal’s airship. The plot is thrust along by the mysterious Lady X, a shadowy who seems to control the action. She is an agent of an intelligence agency that investigates paranormal threats and protects the free world from those who would use the occult to gain unnatural power.
‧ The film will be screened Saturday at 4:45pm and Wednesday at 1pm at Lux Cinema (樂聲數位旗艦店), 85 Wuchang St Sec 2, Taipei City (台北市武昌街2段85號), tel: (02) 2311-8628
‧ NT$200 tickets are available online at tickets.books.com.tw/progshow/01040001942588
Photo courtesy of Renegade Province Productions
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