Wasn't sold on most of it but there's a really good twist at the end.
(Trigger Warning: sexual abuse. Don't usually write about movies like this but given the only review I could find of this is more of a plot recap I thought I'd try)
Shocking that the film that birthed the Pinku genre, a section of films known for their cheap thrills and strictly visual gratification would be such a bittersweet complicated work. Nakahira's been a radical from the start with his debut film Crazed Fruit spitting in the face of the sanitised…
I spent my whole life wanting to be a mathematician. I excelled in it at primary school, continued it into secondary school where my capabilities made up for deficiencies in the social sciences and the like. This continued into college where I did my A Levels in Maths, Further Maths, Physics and Chemistry, letting the STEM grandeur take over and shedding all other pursuits as inquisitive hobbies. This narcissism only continued when my master’s application was accepted, narrowing my focus…
Godard's second short film isn't anything particularly great or endearing but offers a carte blanche look at promiscuity in 50s france which is a theme he'd return to for the remainder of his 60+ year long career (although casting himself as the object of a woman's affection is a bit sly).
I can't believe a copy of this finally exists.