Ghost stories wend their way from Noh, Kabuki and the Bunraku puppet theater all the way through “J Horror” and the vengeful ghost ladies with invasive hair of today. There are many tales of love, bitterness and vengeful ghosts, but like a certain Scottish play, Tokaido Yotsuya Kaidan is unique in having a curse associated with it. Oiwa is one of the pre-eminent ghost ladies, and her story was so powerful that her character became, in some sense, real. In his play, Tsuruya integrated a 17th Century account of a woman named Oiwa who died and came back as a ghost to punish her unfaithful husband. And in at least one production, the audience was told that between acts Oiwa was watching them and could even be seated beside or behind them to spooky effect.Keith Allison is the ruthless overlord of Teleport City.
At the end of Beyond the Black Rainbow, directed by Panos Cosmatos (son of George P. Cosmatos, who directed Rambo: First Blood Part II, Cobra, and Leviathan), a period of quiet contemplation is required to begin unpacking everything one has seen during the preceding 110 minutes. The surreal swirl of stark futurism, psychedelia, and neon indulgence is…pleasantly overwhelming? Comfortably disturbing? Certainly it’s something that demands one’s attention even as it lulls you into a fugue state. It’s a difficult film for one to get one’s head around without setting aside a period to ponder its content and meaning; an oblique, stylish blend of giallo and science fiction somewhere between the riotous visual excess of Dario Argento’s Suspiria, the fashion sense of Logan’s Run, and the clinical frigidity of Stanley Kubrick’s A Clockwork Orange, within in which is a plot that plays like an unseen side plot that would have appeared in Akiraor an early David Cronenberg film.Keith Allison is the ruthless overlord of Teleport City.
I’m just joking, people ate cats in Soviet Russia.
However, that’s because they didn’t have a gourmet brand of cat food made from human flesh. (Well, they did, but it was only available in that shop for Politiboro members.) Back here in the States, meanwhile, we witness the fatal results when one cat food company decides to save money by becoming The Corpse Grinders.
Oh, and if that doesn’t scratch that killer cat itch, take a trip down Jabootu memory lane and learn why one shouldn’t pick up Strays.
Ken Begg is the proprietor of Jabootu: The Bad Movie Dimension.
Hey, you’ve got your ideas about what constitutes “a pet”, and I have mine…
In which the fact that there are indeed alligators living in the sewers is the least of anyone’s problems…
[NB: Possibly NSFW – lots of blood and an imperfectly obscured boob.]
.Liz Kingsley is the insane genius behind And You Call Yourself a Scientist!
A new look for the website comes with a new review, one nearly as long and convoluted as the film it’s discussing.
“It’s a fantastic, exhilarating pre-credit sequence. Had the rest of the film maintained this level of artistry, cleverness, and excitement — what happens during the hit mounts into an impressive action sequence involving a foot chase through the Day of the Dead parade, an out of control helicopter, and the complete destruction of at least one whole building — Spectre would have indeed cemented its position as one of the very best Bonds that Bond has to offer. Unfortunately, the remainder of the film’s obsession with mythology building and referencing previous films results in a tangled mess that, despite being over two hours in length, still feels like an hour of the film is missing.”