This one was pretty subdued for Seijun Suzuki, clearly a more formulaic outing for the soon to be out of control director. Michitaro Mizushima makes a pretty good world-weary rock-faced tough guy as a prison officer out for revenge and a little chin music, tracking down the guys who cost him his job and reputation. While there are lots of cool visual flourishes, there's not a lot of over-the-top crazy here - it's more of a whodunit than an action flick, but it still packs a decent knuckle sandwich.
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A Continuation
Cold beer and wine store guys seem to be the new record store guys.
Japanese Noir
How cruel can a gun story get? Pretty goddamn cruel. Joe's a tough, bitter ex-con in way over his cheeks in a heist gone very, very wrong - do they ever go right? - and the only way out is to load up and shoot everyone and everything in sight and then keep shooting. Finally, after using up all the bullets in Japan, Joe learns a hard lesson in loyalty, trust and dishonour among thieves, punching a one-way ticket to Endsville where even the Cruel Gun Story viewer is lucky he didn't catch some of the freely flying lead.
Mine, All Mine
Laid up with a cold, what could be better than a box set of 60's Japanese noir on a crisp winter weekend?
