Movies that are slightly off.
Minami mistakenly kills a gangster associate of his named Brother. Almost as soon as the murder takes place, the body of the deceased man is gone, prompting Minami to conduct a search. While looking, he finds a mysterious isolated hotel where he decides to take a rest. Not only are the front desk clerks a bit strange, but even the ambiance feels unusual. Minami soon realizes he may have gotten more than he bargained for.
GOZU opens with one of my favorite scenes ever and then continues down a nightmarish road that only Takashi Miike could pave. Where does this road lead? I could tell you, but I'd have to lick your ear for a little while. That's just how this movie rolls.
This film, to me, feels like a Japanese version of 'Alice in Wonderland' that was written, directed, and edited by currently institutionalized minotaurs. Here's the plot: Takashi Miike goes insane and jerks off all over the screen for two hours. And it's completely horrifying and hypnotic and beautiful and wut. The best kind of wut.
P.S. Don't watch this unless you want to see an elderly Japanese woman lactate profusely. I personally love that kind of stuff, but hey, it's not for everyone.
Gestating deep in the pits of a Minotaur's bowels, Gozu's narrative erupts from the insides of a sidewalk-spiked chihuahua, strewn across the shop window as insanity itself glares daggers through the blood into your soul.
Slapstick comedy sprinkled throughout as Minami traverses through the spirit underworld of Nagoya looking for his yakuza brother, Ozaki. Cross-dressing coffee shop owners with complimentary chicken custard as a silver track suit wearing man repeats the same line of dialogue over a telephone receiver. Bones of the disposed yakuza causing flat tires. Elderly women lactating. Minotaurs as schlubs, licking faces and delivering packages. All of these things set to the music of various stringed instruments being tortured by bawling babies.
Perhaps the most disturbing reincarnation/rebirth ever.
A hallucinatory fever dream of disquieting imagery as one strolls through the world of the dead, compelling and unnerving.
Grow some balls Hollywood and remake this one.
Having not seen Gozu in some years, I'm pleased that it remains one of my favourite Miike films. Gozu achieves something few films can pull off - it's both funny and terrifying at the same time. I don't mean it's funny in some scenes, and terrifying in others. No. With each viewing, Gozu manages to get under my skin while making me laugh. An unpredictable and insane ride, this is a definite Miike masterpiece.
If you want an interesting experience you should try watching Ponyo and Gozu back to back.
''Your wiener looks like Frankenstein's.''
I'm quite the fan of Mr. Miike, and whilst this is a little uneven with some flat spots and a central role that could have been a little more charismatic, I dug the hell out of this crazy surrealist ride!
Two parts Miike, one part Lynch (the diner scene is Lynchian as hell!) and top it all off with a climax that would make Cronenberg proud, and you have another Miike gem that would sit comfortably on a shelf next to Ichi The Killer and Audition.
Be warned: You will never look at a soup ladle in the same way again!
What the fuck?
This film's vagina will visit me in my nightmares.
J'ai peut-être trouvé mon nouveau Miike préféré.
This was the weirdest way to kick off my new movie challenge. This movie is BONKERS, but I probably should have expected that from what I know of Takashi Miike as a director (this is my first time watching one of his films). It starts off relatively normal, a paranoid thriller about someone who (maybe on purpose? Maybe by accident? I thought on purpose, but reviewer synopses don't seem to be clear on it) kills someone and then feels paranoid when the body disappears. But then it just gets weirder and weirder, in almost a nightmarish David Lynch kind of way. There's really not as much *gore* as I expected going into it, but so many of the images are…
Reborn in the antechamber parallel to Satan's brothel.
With Gozu, Miike flays, corrupts, and dismembers the traditional narrative form, leaving its guts on display as a fever dream, a deadpan comedy of schizoid insanity, a giant fuck-you to conventional modes of storytelling. And it's a brilliant move to make the protagonist as confused and frightened by the inexplicable goings-on as any normal person would be. 2+ hours of this strains the mind - it's hard to take Miike's assault on coherence for that long - but goddamn, he's a fearless filmmaker.
Demented. In the best kind of way.
So scary in ways that made me feel scared.
Još jedna suludo dobra horor akcija Takašija MIkea.
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