Takashi Miike’s intangibly haunting gangster flicks receive appropriately rough and lurid transfers, as well as a must-listen of an audio commentary.
Wild even by Sion Sono’s standards, and on home video it makes the ideal party movie, or a great way to piss off that neighbor you hate.
Sion Sono imagines gangs not as rebels without a cause, but a lost generation of displaced, poisoned youths.
Kankurô Kudô’s film is a trip—a mashup of aesthetic sensibilities and attitudes old and new.
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