Samurai on a diet There are women in Russian villages. However, in non-Russian, as it is not difficult to guess, they also exist: they live and live, lead their own lives to varying degrees of triviality. What should women talk about in the company of friends? About men, about children, a little about clothes and life in the whole cycle of events. But now listen to another story, it is useful, alas, no, but the narrator patiently waited for her turn. There are two sisters: the eldest is a maiden with an iron grip, respected and authoritative (in the same sense from the 1990s); the younger is malleable and dreamy. The older sister is going to arrange the personal life of the younger, successfully marrying the right person, and the younger one runs away on vacation, where for some reason she accepts an invitation from an unknown man. Came to visit, lost her guard, was raped and fell in love with the rapist. And then they got married. This is not the end, but the middle, but we are bored. Where have we seen this conflict? It seems that Henry Chettle, a contemporary of Shakespeare, indulged in this plot, sharpening a roguish pen. Or... about three years ago, the Discovery channel launched the series I Married a Mobster, and one of the reconstructions about the mafia clan was dedicated to a similar event. Stop! Why did Cool Girl magazine come to mind when the word rave was in vogue? Maybe a girl from Blagoveshchensk wrote a letter to the editorial office, and it was published. Or was it a noir movie, watched deep past midnight with nothing to do? But then I suddenly remembered the ancient Indian mythology. The problem is that human stories do not care about eras and countries: people are the same everywhere, and they do not hurry to change at the same time, so we will listen to an album about love, misunderstanding and family relationships for eternity (or even longer), and rely on the experience of ancestors too boring, raking with the neon sign “ALLEY!!!!!” Here you go! It will hurt! so beckon and captivate.
What about the heroines? The older sister’s husband was strong in this world, he was removed from the game, and now the woman took the reins of power, at the same time distributing debts to the offenders of the constricted. Hard and with an appetite. Princess Olga, are you? No, he says his name is Tamaki. And the youngest, Makoto, can look in the mirror and kiss in the reflection Tekkerev lady Emilia Sedley. How many analogies, how many wishes to howl: “How long?”
Hideo Gosha in his native Japan is recognized as a guru of local cinema, but even in this revered title, "The Yakuza Wives" are considered a passing film that does not deserve even a reference in Wikipedia. The director’s handwriting is immediately visible: many general plans or the effect of “watching from afar” during important conversations (this technique, by the way, Tarantino liked to indulge in Japaneseophile at the dawn of his career), mandatory scenes of intimacy and women in modern clothing against the background of women in a kimono. And if you look at the handwriting as a stamp, you will see how the stamped techniques fell on the stamped story, and in this hopeless union, a murky slime of female suffering without any seasonings was born. You can only use it on a diet.
I would like to wave my hand and say that there is nothing to say, but somehow I want to get a spiritual board, call a translator, and ask Hideo-san why he “split up” only in the last ten minutes of the film. What prevented a movie from burning a hundred minutes earlier? Here we see an unexpected ending, not even for two or three, but for six: scraps of unnecessary heroes gathered together in a finished story. Yes, and the action appeared, we saw a conflict of personalities, and dying in his own blood Neyakuzu Taichi caressing so beloved naked Makoto. He who cuts off his life will only run up to the stairs, and there will pass the baton of touching death to another, so that another will bind the sisters with blood hatred and revenge. But we will see this only in the last ten minutes of the film. Only a samurai of iron will survive. Samurai on a diet.