Lived up to my expectations.
Not everyone's cup of tea, but one of the greatest examples of the genus "real film wearing the skin of a genre movie" I've seen in quite a while.
This is the movie Quentin Tarantino wishes he could make but lacks the depth to pull off...which explains why he cast BR's Girl #13 as Gogo Yubari in Kill Bill.
Earns my highest rating.
Lovers of exploitation, Japanese weirdness and art films who don't mind buckets of arterial spray will be pleased.
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