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Pandy and Retro awaken naked on Earth with no recollection of their past. They embark on a crime spree in search of food and clothing, but are captured by authorities and sent to the infamous lunar penitentiary named Dead Leaves.
Dead Leaves
2004 ‘デッド リーブス’ Directed by Hiroyuki Imaishi
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Deddo Ribusu, Negyvi Lapai: Kosminis Kalėjimas, Мёртвые листья: звёздная тюряга, Звездная тюряга
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This is one of things people used to sell by saying shit like "It's X on CRACK!" or "What were they on when they made this? Drugs!?" but it's really just 50 minutes of witnessing animators in complete control over a project and the results are incredible. You can't look away for 5 seconds or else you might miss something. Soundtrack slaps too.
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"daamn it feels good to be violent!"
wish i grew up with a MANGA VIDEO vhs release of this to play 300 times on mute while listening to crystal method or so so def bass allstars vol 2 & skipping school. we were deep in that manic, jagged pop-trash liquid television/tank girl/mahfood hipster style, real scud the disposable assassin shit...even kinda reminds me of julie doucet with the use of solid inky shapes & shadows that you never see in animation. "all this drillin got the dick feelin like a power tool" - frank ocean. i replicated the dystopian/verhoeven experience by streaming on roku tubitv broken up by commercials for nugenix total t's new "man-boosting formula" & the simpering fbook messenger ad where they sing "all together now - all together now!" that makes me wanna do my own ultrastylized thrill kill/mass shooting/prison riot. "ow, my weiner"
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My fellow Letterboxd users' comments "too-octane", "pouring bleach into eyes" and "cocaine laced" are all extremely accurate but frustratingly used in a derogatory sense. I watched this film and wasn't bored once. The complexities of the animation! Constantly bouncing and cutting disallowing intense focus, the joys multiple, the gags hilarious.
I was reminded of Ren and Stimpy, strangely enough. There was that sick humour (taken to extremes here - complete with implied rape, Battle Royale type gore, a giant drill penis etc.) and a kind of ADHD energy. It's the kind of stuff targeted to restless adolescents and young adults; that kind of Adult Swim/Cartoon Network humour.
But it's Japanese! So clearly it's better! Like, heaps fucking better! The attention…
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Until last night, Tetsuo: The Iron Man and The Phantom of Regular Size were the only two films I had seen that blessed my eyes with drill dick (Thanks, Shinya Tsukamoto).
I had been craving more on-screen drill dick representation ever since, and finally, another movie came through with the goods – Dead Leaves.
An absolute anime gem – it has freneticism comparable to Redline, and so much cyberpunkian flair, too. It's hard for me to imagine any other piece of visual media having bullet sprays and bloodshed as absurd and fun as this.
Dead Leaves is a film that you feel. I felt like I was getting the shit beaten out of me, but I wasn't even mad about…
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crazyass imaishi animated insanity, hyper-dynamic anal futurism with lots of maximalist rhyme and absolutely no reason to be as fucking awesome as it is. didn't expect this to have so much qabalistic/thelemtic symbolism, but i'm glad it did.
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During a pre-screening Q&A at the Tokyo International Fantastic Film Festival, the interviewer describes watching Dead Leaves as like eating raw meat in the morning - I don't think I can come up with a better analogy.
The film grabs you by the balls and doesn't put you down again for its 50 minutes duration. There's zero depth - no time to think, barely time to draw breath - just time to let your senses be pummelled by some of the most insane, frenetic animation ever committed to screen.
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A thesis statement from one of the most exciting and dynamic directors of the new millennium - both in animation and in film on the whole!
The hyperactive, Superflat aesthetic prioritizes movement above all else, the delightfully deformed and angular artstyle almost popping off the screen in its graphic intensity. Despite how absolutely bonkers this story is, and how complex the visual staging language is on a moment-to-moment basis, Hiroyuki Imaishi's keen eye provides an overriding sense of clarity to the entire thing; visual contrast almost always favors the key subject of the shot, and easily identifiable character designs (be it in shape, color, or silhouette) provide an underlying sense of consistency that allows for the absurdity of the approach…
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Imaishi is a fantastic man. I absolutely love Gurren Lagann and his visuals are really really great. I would say I enjoy his visual aesthetic even more than someones like Masaaki Yuasa. Whenever things go super bonkers in this, I had a big goofy smile on my face.
I think the story of the film is pretty bare bones, and at times even non existent. I love watching explosions and colors flying across the screen, but I really wished the films story was a little more present to help tie everything together.
Even with an almost non existent story, Dead Leaves is a really fun watch and it is really short. So I would definitely recommend it and I would love to see more things with these characters.
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Pierce there Buttholes with your Drill!
50 Minuten Vollgas, ohne Punkt und Komma, die reinste Überforderung für alle Sinne, Dead Leaves. Was Promare Regisseur Hiroyuki Imaishi mit diesem hyperaktiven Machwerk auf die Menschheit losgelassen hat ist ein Animations Fiebertraum par excellence. Wo sonst bekommt man schon so etwas geboten, wo sonst wäre sowas überhaupt möglich?
Ob nun Gangster mit TV-Kopf, sexy Schönheiten mit Lippenstiftbomben oder Alte Perverslinge mit gut geöltem Bohrer statt Penis in der Hose. Ob Aufgezwungene Darm Entleerungen, spontaner Sex in der Gummizelle oder Turbo Schwangerschaften mit bewaffnetem übernatürlichem Baby. Dead Leaves wird euer Gehirn durchbohren wie ein vor Erregung triefender Penisbohrer der in alle möglichen Löcher eindringt und seien sie auch noch so Dunkel. Ein schönes Gefühl.
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Hey. Showtime.
Killer. Functions like a fifty minute long music video above anything else, the kind of work of animation where the style is the substance, and oh boy, what style Dead Leaves. Violent, sexual to the point of being outright perverse, a barrel of laughs while it's being both of those things, and features voice acting that's as exciting and over the top as the animation itself. Reminded me of the best of Star Wars of all things because I think its creator and animators understand that the coolest thing with any work of science fiction is to think of as many weird-looking aliens and robots as you possibly can and then cramming them all together. (Perhaps fitting that…