Filipe Furtado’s review published on Letterboxd:
Seijun Suzuki on the mind of post WWII Japan. During an occupation, even sisterhood becomes militarized. The space is flat and artificial. A place of spiritual poverty as much as physical one. The emotions are as large as the bodies are sweat. Every act is ready to be monetized, every kindness to be spite on. Every action suggests a play of ownership of one kind or other. Love is masochist. A country in defeat, no tears left to shed.