Michael Sicinski’s review published on Letterboxd :
I miss the old Kiyoshi. The can't-be-sold Kiyoshi. Back in the fold Kiyoshi. That was the bold Kiyoshi. Remember Cure Kiyoshi? That wasn't your Kiyoshi? 'Cause that was my Kiyoshi. Damn, that was fly, Kiyoshi! You came with Kairo, Kiyoshi. That shit was fire, Kiyoshi! Even Bright Future Kiyoshi, that ill repute Kiyoshi. I dug it all, Kiyoshi. So why'd you stall, Kiyoshi? And then that Journey to the Shore? You got some gall, Kiyoshi!
I miss the real Kiyoshi. I miss the real Kiyoshi. The danger you can't see but you can feel Kiyoshi. Stain on the wall Kiyoshi. Man, that was all Kiyoshi. Remember jellyfishin' mesmerism baller Kiyoshi?
I guess that Creepy's alright. I guess that Creepy's alright. But the two story threads, they don't connect so tight. And creepy guy can't chill. He's like a three-yen bill. And it's obvious that he's the one compelled to kill. That's not the old Kiyoshi. The ice cold Kiyoshi.
And I love your films when Kiyoshi does Kiyoshi.