Boss, you can't kill. John! I brought you into this family. I made you a man. You're strong. You're smart. Don’t think of yourself as the strongest.
- I'm not counting.
- Don't interrupt me. I know what's on your mind... But, John, you can't clean the boss. Only the Council can decide. Do not tempt fate.
Gotty, 1996, directed by R. Harmon
Even the fathers of the mafia, the patriarchs of such an odious organization, were insured against their own thugs by the Code of Honor. As they say, “Save and save.” Boss, you can't kill! Of course, you barely get stuck, you'll get killed without blinking an eye. The Masuriks, they're still the douches. You always have to keep your nose in the wind. Don't get bored... You are a little weak and you are dead.
Is it only in the criminal community that this happens? Other human strata are no better. And remember, this didn't happen today or yesterday. This practice has existed for centuries. Overgrown with precedents, spreads in variety, like a color scheme shimmers with rainbow highlights - stabbed, strangled, rotted in prison, tortured. You can't help it, people eat each other as much as they can. Well, they like it, they like it! In nature, on a subconscious level, there is a program to know. Survival instinct? Yeah. It's like. He bowed and bowed to the benefactor in his legs, ingratiated, pleasing, pleasing, and today he clings to the head and delights. What a paradox!
“The Pond of the Ghost Cat Otama” (1968) – this is just about such a “wool”! He served as a vassal in Japan to his master, and then became tired. So I decided to settle in the boss' room. And over Ryuzoji Takafusa, that was the name of the unfortunate, and also to mock - to wall up alive. What? And in the yard, outside the window, by the way, it was 1615. The wife, out of despair, along with her beloved cat in her arms, threw herself into the swamp. Ibid. Near her husband's crypt. She killed herself. And since then went to walk around bad stories about the leper of this place ... I wish he hadn’t been like that.
Nabeshime Naoshige (well, the name), taking the place of the patron, did not calm down. If you see a beautiful woman, I want to bring her here! In a word, he was sweet and lustful to excess. Nabeshime Naoshige waving a samurai sword. No man, no problem. The first part of the picture is a private “misunderstanding” with the young groom and bride between whom our “producer” decided to “lie down”. Skirmishes, katana skirmishes, justice against obvious robbery without hope of a plausible outcome. Here the viewer feast samurai militant prepared.
The second part of “The Pond of the Ghost Cat Otama” (1968) is pure water “kaidan”. Ghosts begin to sprout from the evil done in these places. A cat that acquires female flesh. The spirit of the dead in the form of a white lady materializes for revenge. Nightmares by the appearance of a ghost. No rest for restless souls. They wander around, frighten their offender, drive mad by the appearance.
An interesting sight for the viewer who loves black and white cinema. Yeah, that's easy. Yes, the obviousness of the pavilion filming is striking. But no protest. The scenery of the foggy twilight, the night terror of the dead place, partly even the comical nature of the undead from 1968, all this causes indulgence of the censor’s demands of our days.
So what? Is it possible to kill the boss? Looks like it. Even mysticism advocates for this final frames of retribution in retribution.
7 out of 10