Edmond Hui Yiu-Chung

When a terrorist who specializes in explosives takes hold of an underground tunnel, he threatens to kill hostages if his demands are not met.

Two former lovers find themselves irresistibly drawn back together — despite the fact that each of them is engaged to someone else.

Six lucky people are chosen to participate in a high-stakes Survivor-type game, Wolf Hunt, in which the winner takes home 10 million dollars. The rules dictate that the players conceal their assigned identities and vote out a suspected Wolf each night. The execution of the Wolf and its targeted prey will take place the following morning and this process will be repeated until the real Wolf is hunted down, the only variable being the fate of a prey either blessed or doomed by the Witch. As the grim reality of the situation begins to dawn on the players, schemes are being hatched and dark, sinister deeds are brewing. Unknown to all, this is a game turned horror tale where no one can win and all losers pay a heavy price.

Colin feels trapped in life with no way out – thrown in at the deep end at work, stuck in a relationship that has run its course, losing touch with friends who have drifted apart and smothered by family pressures with endless bills to pay. Out of the corner of his eye, he notices a dim light flickers, a spark of inspiration to go on an escapade on wheels: a fantasy joyride that promises to drag himself out of the doldrums, allows him to work out a sweat and take in a breath of fresh air, if only just for a stolen moment.

A mistake at the hospital cost a life and a young woman sits on the rooftop and wants to kill herself. Who is to be blamed? The rigid system or indifferent people? For Ng Ho Yin, there is no simple explanation. Adopting a bold approach, he reconstructs the incident in an unconventional order to highlight different individuals personal experience. By doing so, he is also posing a critique on the collective mentality of witch-hunting.

To a wheelchair-bound elderly woman abandoned to the care of a foreign domestic maid, a phone line is a lifeline that connects her to a cross-section of females from a jumble of bygone eras. As she showers persistent but inconsequent questions on her unwitting receivers, she drifts further from reality, her lucid moments increasingly rare. Struck by the doctor’s advice, her son takes the first step towards helping her separate fact from fantasy, and by relating the nostalgic past to the present, unlocks old memories that are waiting to be shared.