Review of Suicide Club (2001) by Josh E — 08 Sep 2012

Can you watch a film through your fingers?

Can you watch a film that does not exist in a narrative form but a purely metaphoric one?

Can you identify and switch off your American/European instinct to connect with an individual character rather than view the whole of a film as a piece of pluralism?

Can you set aside several hours after a film to dissect every scene in order to determine the deeper meaning within?

If you answered a hearty YES to all of the above questions then you may enjoy the Unrated edition of Suicide Club.

I did not enjoy the film too much while watching it (as it requires quite a bit of wincing and confusion) but, in retrospect, it is now on my top 20 films list.

Now to watch the prequel, Noriko's Dinner Table.