Thursday, December 29, 2011
Review: Suicide Club
Thursday, December 29, 2011 by Underrated inventions
Shion Sono's "Suicide Club" is certainly not popular fare. In several ways, I agree with the reason that this movie is certainly not for everybody. It is in truth a love it or hate it endeavor. But, I would that someone who love movies try it. Sitting down to enjoy this movie, I had not a clue of the escape I was beginning.
From the starting mass suicide and the following dark hall detachment of a Tokyo night watch, "Suicide Club" begins with the idea that the movie is to be a gore-fest and yet another dark horror film. However, soon into the movie, such is disproved.
"Suicide Club" is not merely a cultural commentary, investigating fashions and Japan's ill-affected teens, but also a goad report on life itself. When all the ways with which we've been educated in to describe ourselves may well be mistaken? Why do we bond with others while staying disconnected to our-self? Also, as an American viewer, we have a lot to pick up from Sono's efforts. "Suicide Club" tells us what happens if perhaps the Japanese had made "The Rocky Horror Picture Show"; "Suicide Club" builds the sort of admiration to Japanese theatre that "Battle Royale" and "Audition" has done. Then mostly, it reveals us to a cruel truth -- the restrictions of American movies. The very innovative and highly challenging "Suicide Club" could never be produced in the US.
Overall, "Suicide Club" does not give you with a obvious answer to any one the issues that it presents. The movie does sure enough hop to subplots and surprises, making some commotion and bafflement in its aftermath. But such is the temperament of the subjects Sono confronts. "Suicide Club" won't give you a hour and half disrupt from truth; but, it will use it to motivate you to specify truth.
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