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Sunday, 2:09 am in Archive

Well. For anyone who think David Lynch is fairly “out there” as far as crazy movies go, I suggest you see Takashi Miike’s (of Ichi the Killer fame, which all you freaks probably know due to its unrepenting gore) Gozu.

I think the thing that annoys me about Lynch is not his weirdness but his inexplicitness. Like the cupboard scene in Blue Velvet, which honestly I just found kind of inadvertantly funny. It’s like Lynch wants to be seen as this really ‘alternative’ director but is really too conservative at heart to do anything much other than just hint at what might be the rotten cores of his subjects. Thus you get something like the aforementioned cupboard scene, which is hilarious for its non-explictiness. Sorry, but I don’t find a guy talking like a baby while fucking a woman particularly distrubing. Weird, yes, but disturbing in a keep-you-up-at-night-thinking-of-the-terrors-of-humanity kind of way? No.

Gozu makes less sense than a Lynch film but after viewing it doesn’t leave that empty pit of “what the fuck?” swirling around. People always attempt to decode Lynch films because – no matter what the director may or may not say – it still seems like there very definatley is some kind of underlying meaning to the apparent weirdness. Or at least it’s all some elaborate joke and aren’t we all so stupid for not getting it, har har. (The biggest example I can think of this is the marching ants on the severed ear in Velvet; ants marching on sworls like that is one of the hallmarks of the Surrealist Dali.) On the other hand, Gozu was weird with a capital Weird, but in the end… that didn’t really matter. So you’ve got a strange inexplicit homoerotic love tale between a pair of yakuza that somehow involves the death, transferral and very explicit rebirth of one. One scene also features a large splat of cum, caused by the overinsertion of a ladel into an anus. Yes, you read that right. Don’t see that shit in a Lynch film, do you? He’s too busy filming mysogynistic boringly status-quo porn and trying to pass it off as art.

Gozu drags a bit (like a Lynch film, incidentally), and people tend to do that ‘arty’ pause before saying anything (like a Lynch film, incidentally), but otherwise I’d recommend it to anyone who wants to be able to say they’ve seen a movie featuring an elderly, horny, incestuous, dominatrix, lactating landlady, a man called Nose with the world’s most unconvincing skin disorder, the creepiness of small Japanese towns, a storage room full of skinned yakuza tattoos, characters helping each other read their lines off idiot boards attached to the set, a giant cow-headed demon man with stained y-fronts giving a cowlick, a weird yet somehow touching homoerotic subplot, ladels, a big splat of cum and that crazy birth scene.

Yup. The Japanese; much weirder and less pretentious than Lynch.

More crazy Japanese films as soon as eMule finishes downloading them. Currently it’s a race between Suicide Circle, Uzumaki and Casshern. Ooh, exciting!

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