Sex and Fury
Our movies got here yesterday. TH got "Sex and Fury," a Japanese film from the 70's that was a huge (HUGE) inspiration for Tarantino's Kill Bill. (By huge, I mean he ripped off whole parts of the film.) It was also semi pornographic. LOTS of creepy sex scenes. There was a plot, but I don't know what it was. The plot wasn't essential to one's overall enjoyment of the film.
Here. Read part of a review I just found on it. It pretty much says exactly what I'd say if I were a movie reviewer person, which I'm not.
Sex and Fury doesn't make much sense if viewed as a narrative. However, everything falls into place when you assume that telling a coherent story in a consistent manner was of no importance, but getting viewers to turn off their televisions and head out to a theater, was. It is filled with anything that couldn't be seen on broadcast TV. There's nudity, consensual sex, rape, lesbianism, bondage, whipping, violence, scatological humor, and lots and lots of blood, sometimes spraying into the air. It is all haphazardly put together, as if master director Norifumi Suzuki just didn't care (my guess is that he didn't; sometimes you just do it for the paycheck). The story doesn't hold together and requires an absurd number of coincidences to function to the extent that it does. Irrelevant subplots pop up and disappear, as do characters. Both the heroes and the villains take insanely stupid actions with no explanation. It is all capped by the most inappropriate music I've heard in a film: acid rock backing a massive swordfight, harp music to go with a sexual assault, and elevator music over a protracted death scene.
But that doesn't mean Sex and Fury isn't fun. One of three movies that can claim to be direct sources (as opposed to the many indirect sources) for Quinton Tarantino's Kill Bill (the others being Lady Snowblood and Thriller, A Cruel Picture, also starring Christina Lindberg), it is joyful in its carnage. On occasion, Suzuki would almost accidentally create the kind of artistry that would suffuse his latter picture, School of the Holy Beast. One of the films set pieces is an exciting and bizarre swordfight between a completely nude Ochô and a gang of yakuza. Meticulously staged and beautifully shot, it is worth the price of admission on its own.
I have to admit that TH has a real talent for picking out great trash movies. My movies won't be nearly as entertaining.
Here. Read part of a review I just found on it. It pretty much says exactly what I'd say if I were a movie reviewer person, which I'm not.
Sex and Fury doesn't make much sense if viewed as a narrative. However, everything falls into place when you assume that telling a coherent story in a consistent manner was of no importance, but getting viewers to turn off their televisions and head out to a theater, was. It is filled with anything that couldn't be seen on broadcast TV. There's nudity, consensual sex, rape, lesbianism, bondage, whipping, violence, scatological humor, and lots and lots of blood, sometimes spraying into the air. It is all haphazardly put together, as if master director Norifumi Suzuki just didn't care (my guess is that he didn't; sometimes you just do it for the paycheck). The story doesn't hold together and requires an absurd number of coincidences to function to the extent that it does. Irrelevant subplots pop up and disappear, as do characters. Both the heroes and the villains take insanely stupid actions with no explanation. It is all capped by the most inappropriate music I've heard in a film: acid rock backing a massive swordfight, harp music to go with a sexual assault, and elevator music over a protracted death scene.
But that doesn't mean Sex and Fury isn't fun. One of three movies that can claim to be direct sources (as opposed to the many indirect sources) for Quinton Tarantino's Kill Bill (the others being Lady Snowblood and Thriller, A Cruel Picture, also starring Christina Lindberg), it is joyful in its carnage. On occasion, Suzuki would almost accidentally create the kind of artistry that would suffuse his latter picture, School of the Holy Beast. One of the films set pieces is an exciting and bizarre swordfight between a completely nude Ochô and a gang of yakuza. Meticulously staged and beautifully shot, it is worth the price of admission on its own.
I have to admit that TH has a real talent for picking out great trash movies. My movies won't be nearly as entertaining.
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