Re-Wind

A sexed-up riff on giallo by way of Videodrome. It's certainly got it's fair share of, shall we say, transgressive content, but it's also got neon, architecture, and a really cool voyueristic/meta thing where 40% of the runtime is either watching someone operate a camera or watching tape playback on a TV within the film. The frequent reminders that you're watching producers of snuff movies watch/make snuff movies in a movie that's also kind of a snuff movie itself are somehow really unsettling.

Once again Hisayasu Satô seems incapable of directing and filming a good sex scene. I've seen this compared to a lot of films but strangely enough, the film this most reminded me of, Peeping Tom, was not mentioned. This was not a good film, the acting was typically bad and the direction was one of Sato's weaker efforts but it was the crappy soundtrack that got on my nerves that lessened the film for me.