Kôshikei

I wasn't expecting it but after the first few minutes of what would seem to be an ordinary documentary the story falls in rapid succession into calamity, mystery, horror, absurdity and heaps upon heaps of surrealism and ultimately falling completely out of touch with reality. We're in new territory here. It's like Buñuel on steroids with a side order of TNT. The film wears you down as the characters flip flop through their machinations about how to deal with the after affects of a botched execution. Why don't they just shoot the guy in the head and get it over with? That would be a hell of a lot easier. I loved this movie, but I'll have to give my brain a few months to digest it before watching it again.