R100 (2013)

Told entirely in muted colours, R100 is the so-so story of a weird dude (Nao Omori) who hires a bondage company to have random woman assault him over the course of a year.  That's a great idea for a movie and if done seriously it could have turned out awesome.  Instead, things start out slow (and enjoyable) and then around the halfway point everything goes right off the rails.  Complete insanity.  Which is sad because R100 had a lot of potential: great cast, talented director and excellent cinematography by Kazunari Tanaka who shot GOZU.

I'm not saying R100 is a bad film by any means.  It's my own fault for not realizing that this was a Hitoshi Matsumoto joint.  Not that Matsumoto isn't capable of making a non-comedy film, in fact I really enjoyed some of the quiet moments towards the beginning of the film, it's just that all I know about Matsumoto is from his comedy stuff.  He kills me on "Gaki no Tsukai".

Anyway, R100 is an enjoyable film (the scene where the CEO jumped in the swimming pool literally had me crying), it's just not what I had hoped it would be.  In my mind, when I read the description I was thinking of something like the subway scene in SHAME mixed with THE GAME, NORIKO'S DINNER TABLE and BELLE DE JOUR.  Instead I got a bunch of Cato Fong's attacking this dude in such increasingly surreal ways it almost seems like a dream.  Also, why did they all wear leather S&M gear and have appointed attack times?  Wouldn't it would have been better if they dressed like normal women and attacked him by surprise?  Then he would have been really paranoid!

Zero nudity, pointless sub-story about this dude having a family, impressive photography, good acting, quick pace, cannibalism, only two attractive attackers, mildly distracting CGI, meh ending.  Worth a watch for fans of Japanese weirdness, just don't expect a serious film.

DESPERATE LIVING (1977)

"Men are such cunts."

Fresh out of the sanitarium, Peggy Gravel (Mink Stole) keeps herself busy by running around wrecking her house and screaming down at the neighborhood kids with such timeless classics as "Go home to your mother! Doesn't she ever watch you? Tell her this isn't some communist day care center! Tell your mother I hate her! Tell your mother I hate you!!!" The insanity finally gets out of hand when Mink and her maid (Jean Hill) accidentally kill Mink's husband.  They go on the run and after being sexually assaulted by a cross dressing motorcycle cop (he was the highlight of the movie) they end up in Mortville, a disgusting shantytown ran by the psychotic Queen Carlotta (Edith Massey).  At the same time, Queen Carlotta is angry at her daughter Princess Coo-Coo (Mary Vivian Pearce) for falling in love with the janitor of the local nudity colony.  Lots of other crazy shit happens including a disgusting sex change operation, backwards day, cannibalism, wrestling and little person fucking.

DESPERATE LIVING was the first feature-length film that John Waters did without Divine (due to scheduling issues) and, to me, that's just horrible.  My favorite thing about John Waters movies is the combination of Waters' skills as a filmmaker/writer and Divine's performances.  I love all of the other Dreamlanders (Mink Stole, Mary Vivian Pearce, Cookie Mueller, etc.), but Divine is my favorite and his absence here is too much for me.  David Lochary's absence hurt also.

Even without Divine and David, DESPERATE LIVING is still a fun time.  Mink Stole's performance is amazing and main reason I occasionally revisit the film.  Tons of unattractive nudity, lots of insane screaming, sleazy looking sets (except for John Waters' parents house which is beautiful), a great starting pace that runs out of steam during the last act, an infant in a refrigerator and some hilarious quotable lines.  Recommended, but not required.

If you need me, I'll be sleeping in the room next to you...nakeeeedd!