Review of Japón (2003) by Gary S — 22 Jul 2007
Where there seems to be a lacking, the imagination is kicked into digestive action; like the correlation between two old people doing it, to that of the horses -- I wasn't sure which I found more confusing.
And even though it's not directive or all that conclusive, those meanderings go somewhere and are handled in such subtly sucker-punching maneuvers, it all gels: music by heaven's own Arvo Part, diegetic sounds tuned right at medium rare, salty colors, frames that bleed in and out of darkness tied-in with loose fragments of a meat and bones script and sprinkled with memories of sacreligious cumshots.
It's not a home run kind of film, thank God, and the title, in that it doesn't describe much if anything about the film, says it all. It just kind of wets the appetite enough to let things unravel.
O the guilty pleasures into which it taps.
This review of Japón (2003) was written by Gary S on 22 Jul 2007.
Japón has generally received positive reviews.
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