An investigation into a series of unusual crimes where the guilty have no recollection of the events.
Catalogued as horror. It starts as one. It really seems to be one. Couldn't be further away from the truth. It continues as a philosophical discussion, interrupted from time to time by ... horror elements. Then there's the psychological ... thriller side of it. Then we're back at the philosophical discussion again. And then it's over. Obviously without any explanation. And it's only natural to be that way as this was a philosophical discussion and you're meant to think hard after it. And then you think and you think ...
Seriously now, my description is quite pragmatic. But a film that's so profound and meaningful just cannot be described in a few words (sentences). The reality it evasively (apparently) describes is genuine, and quite painful. It all makes sense under the premise that within us, even within those of us who think ourselves to be (supposedly ...) clean, without guilt, there is and lives a monster, which can be brought to the surface, and once Pandora's box is opened, control becomes a completely foreign concept. Pure philosophy ... and yet what can be more horrific (:P) than the complete lack of control and individuality even in the presence of one's consciousness?
Directed by: Kiyoshi Kurosawa
With: Kôji Yakusho
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