I’m burning out a little on movies this summer. I’ve been attending screenings at Japan Cuts, an annual festival in NYC showcasing contemporary Japanese cinema. Japan Cuts typically follows the NYAFF, overlapping for one weekend where they share billings.
Some people love the bizarro craziness of Japanese films, but sometimes the most they impress on me is an overwhelming sense of WTF-ness. Still, I’ve watched some rad, bewildering films at the festival, and here’s my take on what I’ve seen in the past few weeks. As with the NYAFF films, I’ll roll out my thoughts in installments.
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