Galaxy Films had begun promoting Dr. Lamb well before its release.
It was based on a major case that had shocked all of Hong Kong the previous year, and once the reports came out, it immediately drew plenty of attention.
Some people attacked it in the newspapers, arguing that adapting a real case inflicted a second round of harm on the families involved and violated the victims' privacy.
Others rebutted them in the papers, and both sides had a grand time trading barbs.
Of course, both sides had been paid.
For a few days, the controversy grew quite loud, and plenty of people relished watching those writers tear into one another.
It did make most Hong Kong Island residents aware of Dr. Lamb.
People were naturally curious about the bizarre, and the film actually did quite well at the box office.
"Boss, the total box office for these four days is 1.41 million. Based on how previous films performed, we predict the final total will exceed six million." The Galaxy Films manager was beaming with delight.
With a budget of 800,000, a box office total of over six million would mean a massive profit.
It was far more lucrative than making underground films had been.
They could also make another sum from video releases later. In fact, video revenues for erotic films like this could exceed the box office profits.
"Get a few more newspapers to cover it." GS thought for a moment. "Say people have gone missing on Hong Kong Island, and someone is suspected of copying Dr. Lamb."
"Boss, won't the cops give us trouble?" The Galaxy Films manager wasn't particularly bold.
"If anyone gets trouble, it'll be those gossip rags. What the fuck does it have to do with us?" GS snapped. Why was this manager being