Cinema is the ultimate pervert art. It doesn’t give you what you desire— it tells you how to desire.
Eyeball licking, a body being feasted upon by rats, crushing of dogs and turning them into soup, child grooming and assault, sexual violation, manipulation - all these and many more make up this vile 48-minute film.
Shōjo Tsubaki is morally wrong in various ways and disturbing on many levels. Even so, the most unsettling part of watching this is knowing that behind the gory imagery lies the possibility of people having to go through these. So many of the twisted scenes…
Never have I expected to witness a 10-minute film that is existential and philosophical at the core from an anthology that usually gives more attention to action, monsters, and nudity.
I am reminded of what nostalgia is— a yearning tinged with melancholy which arises when you recount happy moments from the past. It may stay momentarily, maybe for an hour, or it is engraved on your everydays. But the thing is, when nostalgia takes over you, you feel that the…