The Doll Master (2004)

Modern-day Asian horror films march to their own drummer and it is pointless trying to compare them with their U.S. counterparts (other, of course, than when a U.S. rip-off is unveiled).  This Korean effort certainly had its moments in a somewhat confusing tale, and I find dolls pretty creepy at the best of times, especially when they are life-size as they were here.  The premise goes something like this: if you love a doll, it develops a soul and can love you back; if you mistreat a doll, it can possess a human body to seek revenge.  In this film five young people were invited to the home of a doll-maker puportedly to act as models for new dolls, but in fact to satisfy the Master's twisted search for justice.  Anyhow we get a number of gory deaths,  a definite reinforcement of the "dolls are not to be trusted" manifesto found in many other movies, and not an awful lot of logic.