March 15, 2012 2 Comments
Seriously Japan, what the hell? It never ceases to amaze me what sort of films come out of the Island of Japan. Typically we usually get the fanfare of scary movies that deal with creepy pale women or children with hair covering their faces, though sometimes we do get a film that this both frightening not only because of the imagery, but because of the message it is trying to say. Japan has always had this way with controversy and the film Suicide Club seems to court that controversy with a badge of honor. Suicide Club takes a sledgehammer to your chest and gets you to pay attention, either with morbid curiosity or an analyzing eye of subtext, to a film that is screaming to be talked about.