Review of Suicide Club (2001) by Trevor O — 07 Aug 2008
This is the most high-concept no budget film I've ever seen. It breaks into a musical after some gruesome rape and murder scene, where some metaphoric carpenter Asian-Christ-David-Bowie sings this: Time and time again.
The sky is blue.
And yet it's strange how people.
Seem to always fall in love.
An unfamiliar yellow dog.
Keeps grinning as it.
Tears us from the ones we love.
Because the dead.
Because the death.
Because the dead.
Shine all night long.
I want to die.
As beautifully as Joan of Arc.
Inside a Bresson film.
Lesson one,.
Apply the shaving cream.
And smile as you then slowly.
Slice away the heart.
Because the dead.
Because the death.
Because the dead.
Shine all night long.
Feel the warmth of the spring rain.
As it gently moistens down a cheek.
That's streaked.
With dried up tears.
A guiless boy but five years old.
Stares blankly in the face of death.
While the heart.
Is cut and torn away.
Yeah, crazy. Intriguingly crazy.
This review of Suicide Club (2001) was written by Trevor O on 07 Aug 2008.
Suicide Club has generally received positive reviews.
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