Thursday, September 29, 2016

A.K.A. Serial Killer (1969)

Directed by Masao Adachi
My rating: 2 stars out of 4

A narrator describes the bland facts regarding a young Japanese man who obtained a gun and killed four people. He lived here, he moved there, he got a job, he quit it, etc. The camera peers down depressing back alleys, crowded streets and train stations, small towns overrun by western commercialization (Coke signs are a favorite) and the presence of the American military (the gun was stolen from a Navy serviceman). This works to a point, rather obviously pointing out how the environment influenced the killer. However, it feels like a poorly shot tourist travelogue. We never see the supposed "killer" or any of his victims. Instead, the camera is obsessed with trains, boats, airplanes, bicycles and any other form of transportation. The narration could have been about anything and it would not have mattered. To make matters worse, it is set to a completely inappropriate free jazz soundtrack.

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