The title of Hanzo’s first innings should really be pluralised because he has two swords of justice. The first is his trusty katana. The second he keeps sheathed unless there’s a lady to be interrogated. He beats it regularly to keep it strong. He knows that torture rarely gives results, so he dishes out unbridled pleasure instead. One poke from Hanzo’s weapon and the ladies spill, literally and metaphorically.
The film is a weird mesh of styles; Chanbara, Jidaigeki and Pinku eiga with funky Blaxploitation music. It does all of them well, but structurally it feels like a number of episodes stitched together.
Seeing Shintarô Katsu penetrate a bag of rice will haunt me forever.
3 cock-cam shots out of 5
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