The declining pomp of a crumbling empire on full show. For any historical archivist - these films are a sheer treasure trove in seeing some of the murky and mangy conditions many had to deal with in their line of work. After all these were "local films for local people" which has a touch of the League of Gentlemen about it. In terms of style, the Lumiere brothers have more panache but Mitchell and Kenyon do deserve their place as chroniclers of a bygone era.
It's basically a toilet changing colours set to a Toshi Ichiyanagi soundtrack that sounds like you're in the midst of a nuclear meltdown. Coupled with the visuals, it goes rather well I think. Having said that, this is the kind of film you would (or could) see getting spoofed on comedy shows that make fun of pretentious avant-garde/arthouse cinema types because it's THAT kind of film.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
If there were ever a further illustration of how to lose a philosophy for your film with a director who's big on visuals but a little bit sketchy on storyline, this is your prime suspect. I had dreaded this film since it was made public that they were setting up a sequel.
Visually it looks quite easy on the eye but to my mind it looks a little too clean and orderly for a post-apocalyptic world, there's no real sense…