I love Japanese films, horror films and Japanese horror films.
Contributor to A Year in Horror podcast.
At last a Tomie film that felt worthy of the reputation of the original manga. All it needed to do was get rid of the whiny teenage boys, bring in some great actors (always nice to see Jun Kunimura, but after seeing her in a few highly disparate roles, I'm now convinced that Aoi Miyazaki is one of my favourite performers), make it visually interesting and tick the body horror box. Simple.
Available to watch here (Japanese - No Subtitles): www.youtube.com/watch?v=qvn0QqypoGE
There is no innocence. No escape. All is corrupt.
Nihilism resides in every beautifully rendered frame and, like the laundry boy’s white sheets, nothing remains unstained for long. The camera forces us so close to the performances that we can smell the sputum, the tears, sweat and, well, everything else; bleeding outside the frame into the darkness around it.
Even the narrative tempts us to sympathise or even heroise evil. As if to lead us to our own debasement.