since i get tons of free swag at work that most often takes the form of DVDs i generally accumulate huge stacks of unopened and unwatched discs in the crib. in a recent attempt to thin the herd a bit and remove a bunch of the mediocre shit that i won't watch, i went to amoeba on sunset to do some swapping. getting a box set at work is like entertainment gold cause stores will generally give you a good amount of store credit for an unopened season 4 of the sopranos or season 5 of homicide: life on the streets.
some of the DVDs that i got on my most recent swag swap..
jack johnson's thicker than water
timmy turner's first film burning the map
forget it jake, it's chinatown
seijun suzuki's last movie pistol opera (visually challenging but not even close to being as good as tokyo drifter)
and takashi miike's visitor Q
visitor q looked like it was shot entirely on hand held digital. i guess if i paid enough money to study film i would call it cinema verite, most of which was in line with the whole reality television thing that's been sticking around the networks and cable tv like dog poop that gets wedged in the tread of your kicks. although free from the ultraviolent nipple amputations of miike's other work (see: ichi the killer) there was still a good bit of dismemberment humor (see: happiness of the katakuris). however, there was no shortage of bodily fluids to go around, as was evident in the closing scene.
long story short.. dad is a failing television producer that wants to do a reality television expose on his son, who severely beats his mom when he isn't being bullied and forced to shit his pants. mom is addicted to heroin and pulls tricks to pay for her habit. mom also learns of a new enriching gift from a mysterious visitor who dad brings home to the family. the mysterious visitor likes to eat mom's cooking and follows dad around, shooting principle photography for dad's expose. older sister isn't in the picture as much but she has a certain zest for turning tricks, just like her mom. in fact, dad is one of sister's best customers.
like all of miike's movies, visitor Q is positively not for the squeamish. but if you enjoy challenging cinema, miike is like sir fucking lancelot among all of this other garbage that gets spewed into multiplexes in states both red and blue. recommended only for those who enjoy pitch black humor and satire.
some of the DVDs that i got on my most recent swag swap..
jack johnson's thicker than water
timmy turner's first film burning the map
forget it jake, it's chinatown
seijun suzuki's last movie pistol opera (visually challenging but not even close to being as good as tokyo drifter)
and takashi miike's visitor Q
visitor q looked like it was shot entirely on hand held digital. i guess if i paid enough money to study film i would call it cinema verite, most of which was in line with the whole reality television thing that's been sticking around the networks and cable tv like dog poop that gets wedged in the tread of your kicks. although free from the ultraviolent nipple amputations of miike's other work (see: ichi the killer) there was still a good bit of dismemberment humor (see: happiness of the katakuris). however, there was no shortage of bodily fluids to go around, as was evident in the closing scene.
long story short.. dad is a failing television producer that wants to do a reality television expose on his son, who severely beats his mom when he isn't being bullied and forced to shit his pants. mom is addicted to heroin and pulls tricks to pay for her habit. mom also learns of a new enriching gift from a mysterious visitor who dad brings home to the family. the mysterious visitor likes to eat mom's cooking and follows dad around, shooting principle photography for dad's expose. older sister isn't in the picture as much but she has a certain zest for turning tricks, just like her mom. in fact, dad is one of sister's best customers.
like all of miike's movies, visitor Q is positively not for the squeamish. but if you enjoy challenging cinema, miike is like sir fucking lancelot among all of this other garbage that gets spewed into multiplexes in states both red and blue. recommended only for those who enjoy pitch black humor and satire.
VIEW 3 of 3 COMMENTS
linz:
you got a jack johnson dvd? how could that possibly be entertaining. that guy is in a constant state of euphoria. i would just find it obnoxious that he's so relaxed. i need a xanex. 
linz:
man, even when i was a huge pot head i could never relax. maybe i'm just high strung.