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Showing posts with label mannequin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mannequin. Show all posts

Friday, September 29, 2023

Tsuitô no zawameki (1988)

... aka: 追悼のざわめき
... aka: Noisy Requiem, The

Directed by:
Yoshihiko Matsui

The seriously disturbed Makoto Ishikawa (Kazuhiro Sano) is first seen aimlessly wandering around the slums of the impoverished Kamagasaki district of Osaka. He stops to feed pigeons, then suddenly bludgeons one with a hammer and rips its head off, adding it to a collection of dead birds he keeps hidden in the sewer. He treats his human prey about the same way. A serial killer, Makoto beats his victims, robs them, defiles their corpses and then dumps them in junkyards, trash heaps and abandoned buildings around the city when he's done with them. He sometimes strips naked, takes the entrails from his victims and stuffs them into a hole bored out of the crotch of his mannequin "girlfriend," whom he shares a "home" (actually a rooftop) with, buys an engagement ring and expensive dresses for, dances naked with, cuddles with, has sex with and licks bird droppings off the face of (!) Also, great news for the couple: She's recently become "pregnant."

A schoolgirl discusses a dream she had that involved gray pigeons preventing a single white one from eating some beans, the white pigeon turning into a crow, the beans turning into starving people ("Like in that song 'We Are the World'!"), the starving people turning into dead bodies and the crow feasting upon those bodies, finally noting that we all have the capacity to be that crow picking at the carcasses of the weak and dying, granted we're hungry enough. This prompts her to give more than her friend thinks she should to a pair of disabled Pacific War vets panhandling by a fountain. Immediately after, Makoto extinguishes that good deed by accusing the men of being Koreans faking being Japanese. He knocks them both down, bites them, stomps on them and stabs one of them in the leg with a crowbar, which he then twists around to intensify the pain. He then steals their money.








No doubt like many others living there, Makoto has a long criminal record, though he's still free to roam the streets among the other undesirables. Aside from the assorted criminals are the mentally ill, the homeless, the poor, the deformed, the disabled, the different; all of those folks "polite society" has no place, and often no compassion, for. At the end of the day everyone wants love in any way they can find it, even those whose idea of love would be viewed as sick, immoral or perverse by the standards of the world at large. And we get to meet many such folks here.

A drooling, filthy bum (Isamu Osuga) who's been reduced to having sex with a tree stump (!) stumbles upon Makoto's mannequin, attempts to have sex with it and ends up cutting his dick on a broken bottle top shoved inside her crotch hole (an extra precaution from her man to prevent "cheating" I suppose). Makoto is hired by a dwarf (Toshihiko Hino) and his dwarf sister, Natsuko (Mamiko Nakai), to clean out sewers. She has bad burn scars all over her neck, arm and chest from getting splashed with hot oil as a kid, is constantly laughed at and ridiculed and manages to drive people away simply by existing. Lacking in the romance department, she's reduced to sex toys and the occasional hookup with pedophiles who try to pretend like she's a child. Oh yeah, and once a year her brother gives it to her out of pity, per their dead mother's final request!








Also weaved into the film is a touching story of a teenage boy (Simon Kumai) and his sweet young sister (Yukiko Murata). They chill at the beach, play hopscotch and give each other knowing, loving looks. And then he decides to rape her to death, tries to spit her blood back into her mouth, paints her face, buries her in a lot, digs her back up and then cannibalizes her corpse. After stripping all of the flesh off, he then carries around her bones in a bag. He's not the only person to go mad either. Poor Makoto loses it too, starts killing people with a claw hammer, burns down a building and, in a very striking and surprisingly moving scene captured in long shots, runs toward a hundred or so schoolgirls for help, only for them to flee from her in horror.

There's an out of body experience, a headless Buddha statue with eggs on its neck stump, a dead parakeet, a ghost, a hand getting impaled, self-mutilation, spitting up half-chewed food, a disembowelment, a fetus getting ripped apart, a close-up shot of a dirty asshole, puking on someone's face, accidental death by discus hit to the back of the head and many, many incidents of casual, seemingly senseless cruelty and violence.

Societal alienation has always been a key theme in all of the director's films. His debut, Rusty Empty Can (1979), dealt with a homosexual love affair at a time when gays were heavily discriminated against in Japan. That was followed by Pig-Chicken Suicide (1981), which dealt with racism against Koreans living in Japan and also reputedly has many scenes of real animal slaughter, which is why I've avoided it thus far. Many of the same themes, namely the search for love and affection in a world filled with prejudices and obstacles, have carried on over to this one.








This proved to be something of a challenging view for me and it took three separate tries to finally make it all the way to the end. The controversial content didn't bother me at all, nor did the grotesque and gory imagery. What was more of a struggle was the formless plot, which takes seemingly forever to start taking shape, and the repulsive, thinly-drawn characters, This really could have used some tightening up in the editing room as well. While I don't necessarily have a problem with a 2 1/2 hour movie, I do have a problem with a 2 1/2 hour movie packed with unnecessary long shots of mundane things that seem to go on forever. There's making a point and then there's making a point and then beating the audience over the head with that point for an additional hour.

Aside from the prolific Sano, who's a director himself and a regular presence in Hisayasu Satô movies like RE-WIND and SURVEY MAP OF A PARADISE LOST, the cast is comprised almost entirely of amateurs, though everyone plays their part effectively.








What really saves the day here is the style. This is one of the most visually remarkable pieces I've seen in quite awhile. It's shot in grainy 16mm and black-and-white (one of my personal favorite aesthetic choices), with lots of unsteady handheld camerawork roaming about, great framing and very striking shots and camera placements. There's one great high contrast shot after another and the whole thing looks fantastically gritty. That by itself is enough of an incentive to give this a look, though the narrative and the content may not be to everyone's tastes. I'm a bit torn. Even though I really appreciate the artistry and imagination behind this, and there are a number of powerful moments worth seeing, it's definitely not something I'll ever sit through again.


This project began all the way back in 1983, took three years to complete and another two years to release. It caused controversy in its home country but became a big underground cult hit, playing in one theater until 2004! However, the film didn't make much of an impact in other parts of the world. Supposedly a number of film festivals, even those outside of Japan, refused to show it. It also didn't do much for the career of the director, who wouldn't make anything else until twenty years later. His next and, as of this writing, last film, Where Are We Going? (2008), once again dealt with love among the marginalized, this time between a young male factory worker with a traumatic past and a transsexual.

While the film took forever to release on home video (which wouldn't occur until the late 2000s), there are several Japanese DVDs on the market now and English subs are available. Though uncredited, Shinya Tsukamoto (Tetsuo: The Iron Man), Gakuryû 'Sogo' Ishii (Burst City) and Takahisa Zeze (In the Wake), all supposedly worked on this in some capacity.

★★

Saturday, October 16, 2021

Mujeres de medianoche (1990)

... aka: Midnight Women

Directed by:
Christian González

A guy dressed in all black and wearing a leather cap picks up a hooker and takes her back to his mannequin-filled apartment. There, he presses a knife up against her crotch, tears off her clothes, cuffs her hands behind her back and then bends her over a table. While in the middle of raping her from behind ("No! Por favor!") as she screams and cries, he then drives a grand total of six knives into her back as she screams and cries some more. Just in the first five minutes we've already half-filled our exploitation movie bingo card with T&A, rape, blood, gore (including close-up shots of the knife blade going into the victim's back) and a complete lack of good taste and subtlety. This also looks just as cheap and grimy as the subject matter. But just when you think this has nowhere else surprising to go, well, it does... by suddenly becoming a lightweight sex comedy! And then it bounces back and forth between being funny (er, well, at least TRYING to be funny) and the bloody, nudity-filled exploits of the serial killer!

At first I thought I was going insane, but then I started looking into matters and this strange production kinda sorta started making a little more sense. This appears to be at least a partial remake of a Rear Window-inspired comedy called El chismoso de la ventana / "The Gossiper from the Window;" which was directed and co-written by Gilberto Martínez Solares all the way back in 1956. The plots of the two films are nearly identical, as are a lot of the character names, and Martínez Solares is also credited here as a producer and writer. So what we likely have is a case of penny-pinchin' producers wanting to make a cheap exploitation movie for the video market and, in lieu of writing an entirely new script, simply opting to recycle an old one. Lazy? Sure. But this still somehow results in a film that's not only unique but also oddly enjoyable.









After the opening murder, we venture off to meet the rest of the characters. Much of the action is set at an antique shop managed by "El jefe" (Claudio Báez), who's your typical obnoxious asshole manager with a superiority complex. Two women work there (both subject to some very questionable behavior from their boss), along with another guy played by Roberto 'Flaco' Guzmán, who is listed as playing "Anacleto" in the credits but is referred to as "Flaco" in the film itself. As for why this tiny little store needs four employees, your guess is as good as mine.

The employees all bicker, randomly start dancing and then the manager gets mad, starts to strangle one of the women (?) and then grabs a bunch of vases and flings them around, eventually nailing one of the girls in the back of the head with one and knocking her out (??) One would almost suspect the filmmakers were trying to make this guy out to be a red herring in the murders except for one little thing: We've already seen the killer. So I really don't know what in the hell that was all about.









Thanks to a mix up in the mail, wealthy antique store owner Mr. Godinez (played by wig-wearing dwarf José René "Tun Tun" Ruiz) receives a plantain in the mail while Flaco receives an expensive telescope meant for his boss. Instead of taking it back, Flaco and his friend Leandro (César Bono) use it to spy on the neighbors, especially the ones who also happen to be young, female and enjoy stripping in front of open windows. They first become interested in a punk girl (Lizbeth Olivier), who dances around topless, smokes a lot of weed and "entertains" two guys who stop over. They then check out a hot little number dancing around in a lime green thong bikini and high heels. Most of the action is seen through a telescope POV circular cut-out. Other "comedic" scenes center around Leandro's hot-blooded Cuban wife Lorena (Yirah Aparicio), who's a terrible cook and is constantly screaming at him, hitting him, pulling his hair, beating him with her shoe and bossing him around. I'd imagine if the genders were reversed on these roles, the audience would have far less to laugh about.

The two plot threads intersect a little bit, with the people in the comedy scenes watching news broadcasts and reading the paper about the killer's exploits. Dubbed El descuartizador ("The Ripper") by the press, the psycho (played by Roberto Ballesteros) ties his next victim up in the bathtub, slaps her around, drowns her, stabs her to death and then fills the bloodbath with flowers. All of Flaco's peeping eventually finds him turning his telescope the killer's way just in time to catch him playing with the decapitated head of a victim. Except Flaco barely pays any attention to that and just moves on to another half-naked lady!









Flaco becomes smitten with one of the girls he's watching, who spends most of her time crying and praying while strutting around in lingerie. The girl - Gloria (Michaelle Mayer) - is sometimes seen arguing with another man who brings a little boy over (whom he assumes may be an ex-husband and her son but are actually her brothers) and suffers from a lot of Catholic guilt over to her chosen profession as a nude model. In an earlier scene, she's shown confessing her sins to a local priest (played by Santos Soberon, also one of the producers) and then immediately skipping on over to an artist's studio and posing topless. Not content with just spying on her, Flaco starts stalking her in an attempt to ingratiate himself into her life.

Meanwhile, "The Ripper" chloroforms a girl, takes her back to his apartment, strips her naked, uses a lipstick tube to draw circles around her nipples (in a bit stolen from the Linda Blair teen vigilante classic Savage Streets) and then sinks six knives into her stomach. Next up is green bikini girl (Ivonne Bardett), who gets kidnapped after taking a shower. He hangs her upside down in a closet, rips off her top, slashes her throat with a switchblade and then spray paints her corpse. Hey, did I forget to mention that "The Ripper" is also a pretentious artist who seems to take styling tips from Walter Paisley?









While the slapstick silliness (which is not above comically sped-up chase scenes, usage of a slide whistle and the two stars constantly fighting over use of the telescope and bumping their heads together trying to get to the eyepiece first) don't gel with the serial killer's sadistic murder spree at all, this is never boring and it's at least something different in the overcrowded serial killer / slasher genre. The horror scenes are all played dead seriously, are unpleasant and fairly gruesome and actually done quite well. The gags are a bit more hit-and-miss, though there's a smile-inducing goofiness to this entire bizarro production that helps you sometimes overlook that.


Adolfo Martínez Solares, son of Gilberto, co-produced and co-wrote this along with his father and also has a cameo as a TV reporter. This one's currently available only in Spanish and the print quality (as you can probably tell from my screen caps) is pretty rough.

★★1/2
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