Showing posts with label Satoshi Tsumabuki. Show all posts
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Sunday, January 27, 2013

SMUGGLER (2011) movie review


Smuggler (2011) d. Ishii, Katsuhito (Japan)

A war between two rival drug running gangs results in a double digits body count, much of the onscreen violence doled out in wild-eyed, bone-crunching glory by psychotic assassin Masanobu Ando (called “Vertebrae” in the subtitles, though IMDb lists the character as “Spine”), all bleached hair and scar-riddled flesh. Ando’s screen presence is matched by the taciturn Masatoshi Nagase, playing a no-questions transporter of goods and people. Caught in the middle is failed actor Satoshi Tsumabuki, who unwitting commits himself to life in the underworld to repay his “insults” only to end up playing a significant role in the bloody game that ensues. Appealing on a visceral level (an extended torture sequence, extreme slo-mo collisions between blunt objects and tender flesh, etc.), but ultimately a bit unsubstantial and more than a bit silly.

Saturday, January 26, 2013

FOR LOVE'S SAKE (2012) movie review


For Love’s Sake (2012) (1st viewing) d. Miike, Takashi (Japan)

When violent sullen bad boy Satoshi Tsumabuki crosses paths with idealistic rich girl Emi Takei, the stage is set for a “different worlds” romance, but this being a Miike film, there is nothing traditional about the events that unfold. However, even setting aside the evening’s projection issues, there is a distracted feeling about the prolific and unpredictable auteur’s latest musical/comedy/romance/action offering. Not because of its willful genre blundering, which I quite enjoyed, but rather because occasionally its internal rhythm seems to falter – behavior and motivations feel strained rather than fanciful, as though Miike felt that he had an obligation to color outside the lines as opposed to being inspired to do so. Still, audiences ate up the bizarre Glee-ful interludes right along with the brain-shattering fistfests, though at 133 minutes, the slight material might have slightly overstayed its welcome.