Tsukamoto’s RAGING BULL more or less, TOKYO FIST’s often surreal and disorienting saga brings a fraught romantic triangle to the boxing ring, where passions, regrets and revenge are played out as ferocious bloodsport. The lyric “Love will tear us apart, again” has never rung truer…
A besotted dream of a very clean tramp, THE LEGEND OF THE HOLY DRINKER is also a throwback to a particular kind of half-logy, umber-infused, myth-laden European arthouse cinema layered thick with obscure portents and kept aloft with lyrical fantasy interludes. It’s so old-fashioned that it’s practically new again.
MARY JANE’S NOT A VIRGIN ANYMORE (1996) is Riot Grrrl meets CARNAL KNOWLEDGE, celebrating its heroine’s agency by charting her route to it, fueled by feminist sass and a gender-fluid sensibility, lots of raw candor and barbed wit, and the absolute charm of its cast.