Having escaped a supernatural
maelstrom that results in the slaughter of two coach-loads of her schoolmates
in one fell swoop, Mitsuko (Reina Triendl) finds herself constantly on the run
from death and destruction. Alternative realities morph into one bizarrely
surreal scenario after another, with blood and violence a constant companion.
Eventually Mitsuko enters a portal into “The male world” where the truth of her
horrific situation is finally revealed...
Opening with an
outrageously audacious gory set-piece, I feared director Sion Sono had played
his hand too soon and wouldn’t be able to maintain that initial catapult of
insane momentum throughout the film. My fears proved entirely unfounded. After
this overture sequence (which makes FINAL DESTINATION 2’s road accident
premonition look like a minor scrape), TAG’s pace rarely relents as traumatised
sole survivor Mitsuko (beautifully played by Reina Triendl) constantly flees multi-dimensional
realities where, “Life is surreal”, “Every girl is reborn and lives twice” and,
"Only something unexpected will change your destiny.”
Pillows and
feathers are a constant motif heralding a transition where Mitsuko is ‘tagged’
and the baton is passed on into a fresh universe. Symbolism is thickly ladled throughout
the narrative - no prizes for interpreting why the bridegroom (the only male
character on screen until the final third) emerges from an upright coffin sporting
a grotesque pig head with slavering tongue. The quasi pro-feminist thread is tightly
woven into the fabric of the narrative and eventually emerges, literally, from
best-friend Aki in a mecha-body horror symbiosis guiding our heroine to the
(laughably oddball but contextually logical) denouement. All of which might
explain Sono’s overtly fetishstic upskirt treatment of Japanese schoolgirls –
but hardly justifies it.
Visually
impressive high overhead aerial POV tracking shots often peer down on our
breathlessly hounded protagonist suggesting an omnipresence observing (or perhaps
controlling) the unfolding proceedings. Director Sono stages the breathtaking
and often jolting (CG reliant) carnage with an assured near-lunatic panache
which erupts unsuspectingly at times and lavishes an inspired delirium on
proceedings.
****(out of 5*)
Paul Worts
Paul Worts
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