
Byron K recommended this guy as the Tarentino of Japan. Luis was going to name his child after him. This is a fantastic film–lots of moody nothing happen brilliance followed (surrounded?) by extreme violence.
Lisa sat down with a bowl of cereal to watch with me just as some blood was spilt (literally), she left the room.
I really liked the end–you knew what was coming, but got bored waiting. Just amazing.

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