Okay, did we really need another movie where a Japanese ghost stares at us through her hair? Answer: NO WE FUCKING DID NOT. WHAT? YOU SAY THAT TYPING IN ALL CAPS IS THE INTERNET EQUIVALENT OF SCREAMING? AND IT'S REALLY RUDE? GOOD ON BOTH COUNTS. YOU PUSSY.

There aren't even any cute, statutory little schoolgirls involved this time around, it's just some ugly chick haunting herself. At least that's what I assume is going on; the whole thing's pretty incomprehensible. To be fair there are a couple of creepy parts, and we do see the main chick in her panties for a few seconds (I know I said she was ugly, but hey, when I'm dealing with a turd like this I'll take what I can get), but there's no reason to watch this in a world where we already have 8000 movies just like it, plus the American remakes, plus sequels, for a grand total of 32,000 movies all featuring the exact same ghost doing more-or-less the exact same thing, most of which don't even have tits in them. Sorry, In Memory Of..., but your bandwagon already left town. Make sure you're on it. Except you can't be, because it already left. Maybe you could you meet it at the next stop and get on it there? That would be terrific. AND DON'T COME BACK!