Watching 12 Storeys by Eric Khoo (1997) was very much “Singaporean-identifiable” to me, with stereotypes of the characters in our society that I can easily relate to.
The movie starts with an unexplained suicide of a young man, even though it is clear that the plump and withdrawn lady San-San contemplates suicide, yet, the plot begins with the young man ending his life; and slowly unfolds the stories in the movie with the ghost of the young man occasionally being the silent narrator (we see him appearing in random scenes – especially those when sorrow is felt).
