ManiakJiggy This is How Movies Should Be Made

Beystiman It's fun, it's light, [but] it has a hard time when its tries to get heavy.

Mabel Munoz Just intense enough to provide a much-needed diversion, just lightweight enough to make you forget about it soon after it’s over. It’s not exactly “good,” per se, but it does what it sets out to do in terms of putting us on edge, which makes it … successful?

Sabah Hensley This is a dark and sometimes deeply uncomfortable drama

chaos-rampant Thanks to the good people who finally made subtitles available for it, I was able to finally enjoy this rare film by Takashi Ishii. I only mention this to applaud and encourage the effort, because so many more treasures remain to be subbed.Imagine a journey into the electric, lonely night of Wong Kar Wai, where neon colors bleed into the wet macadam and sweet melancholy silences beckon at us from the roads less traveled. The woman's name in kanji is "missing persons", and the man is a professional substitute, doing for people what they won't do themselves. They're both vicariously alive and we can paint in our minds for these people past lives carried out in drudgery, their ache for human connection. Between them stands a dead body.This is the part of the movie I find the most alluring, for the same reason I am drawn to Wong Kar Wai. It reminds me of familiar solitudes, in my places. This is probably what the other review refers to as neo-noir, though it's not. It's a moody jazz ballad about a rainy night, like Rainy Dog.Some of the images here seduce, like the one of two people in dark silhouette against the majestic cyan of an acquarium where a sea otter tumbles a pirouette.Now imagine this violently intruded upon by an early manifestation of someone like Shunya Tsukamoto, with his morphing imagery and bloody angst, imagine encounters with crazed sleazeballs in dingy bars and sadistic beatdowns in back-alleys. This is the part of the movie I'm not very enamored of, mostly because the other part speaks to me while this doesn't. Ishii is adept at both though, like a few years later in Gonin.The most bitter note here however is how, having shown these two people to be yearning for a moment's warmth and willing to let parts of themselves be torn from them to attain it, Ishii leaves them to a loveless fate. This is perhaps his own tortured ode to the ineffability of human connection.

Lawrence This unique film is an archetypal Japanese neo-noir--meaning that it very neatly fuses elements of the neo-noir with intense Japanese surrealism and eroticism. In addition, the main character is also unique--a man who will do anything that needs to be done, for a price. As he explains to a client, this typically means cleaning up a pet and its (droppings), or cleaning up an old person and his/her (droppings), and, as he says, pretty soon You begin to feel like (droppings) yourself. But in this case, he's hired by a beautiful woman, a female yakuza (gangster), to pick up some luggage. The luggage, as it turns out, is anything but conventional luggage, and embroils Jiro, the "do-it-all" in some bouts of violence and dealings with various yakuza. The mix of some gay Japanese lowlifes, ultra-violent yakuza, and bunk beds named Cynthia and Gloria makes this a film so different from anything else--including almost all other Japanese films--that it's a real find. I saw this at a recent (early 2002) Japanese film festival in New York City. If you have a chance to see it, don't miss it.