Beneath the blood splatter, the sexploitation and the 70’s funk music the actual stories aren't anything special, it’s the great Shintarô Katsu that makes the trilogy as good as it is. He brought a regal arrogance to a character that really shouldn't be well-liked at all, considering his methods.
This one doesn't stray too far from the formula set by the previous two, meaning it has very little new to offer after the first ten minutes.
3 branded bitches out of 5
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