Tsumetai nettaigyo

i've watched a few Japanese movies in recent years and mostly they are nearly always really interesting films. Cold Fish has to be the strangest Japanese film i have ever seen.

This is the story of two men who own two very different tropical fish stores and they are two men who have very different and extreme personalities.

This is a very graphic and violent movie that contains scenes that must have put the actors through the ringer. The physical and sexual violence is very real , it's just a shame that the film is far too long and that makes the extreme scenes lose their edge the longer the film goes on.

I cant begin to explain the moral's of the story and i'm not even sure i liked this film but i can appreciate what the actors went through.

If you interested in watching something very , very different , then Cold Fish will be right up your street.

After been shocked and transformed in Miike's transgressive "Visitor Q" a decade ago, I once again find a movie that hits me in the face and that I will be thinking about for days, weeks, months and years to come. Once again it was at FantAsia Film Festival. And once again, it is a Japanese movie. On a Japanese art side note, if you want to see something as deranged in the traditional theatre, please see Daisuke Miura's wordless and sexmore modern society social commentary play "Yume no shiro" which I had the chance to see this year to a sold out crowd of 18+.

If you thought Shion Sono's "Suicide Club" was strange, you are in for a big surprise. This time Sono goes deep like sonar. After having seen "Cold Fish" (aka Tsumetai nettaigyo), I was literally high on naturally occurring chemicals, hormones and neurotransmitters in my body. I was happy, I had laughed a lot (in a very dark humour type of way) and I had had my limits pushed and pushed constantly during the movie. It was a kind of a delightful post-traumatic film syndrome. I talked about it extensively with my film buff friend Serena who enjoyed it as much as me and also happened to have lived in Asia for 18 months. It was amazing to have been able to share the experience with her (thought, talked, laughed, slack-jawed, awed, disbelieved the odd, etc.) and discuss it engagingly afterwards in all film and cultural aspects. After that night, I have been thinking about it for almost a week. I am still not sure I have completely digested it, but I am sure I have thoroughly enjoyed it and it is time I share a bit of my thoughts on it without giving too much away.

Firstly this story is a rather simple and straightforward story. A normal family with normal family problems meets an eccentric and friendly couple. Everything happens realistically and we embark in this world readily. A world of exotic fish and astronomy, of new hot wives and estranged daughter, of averageness and contemplative rain. We find a few things strange, but not much stranger than our own lives. We also enjoy the quick bonds formed between strangers, the charisma and the enigma.

Then things start to happen very fast, and before you know it you have been there bewildered for two hours and a half. Yet, everything is methodically paced, all the elements are expertly placed, nothing is gratuitously in your face. The movie follows a spiraling down into chaos with grace. The music suits every scene and noticeably shine on many occasions. The cinematography encompasses our imagination. The director plays with our thoughts and emotions. The actors immerse themselves in their characters while been in impossible situations. Everything is believable. This is based on a true story, but this is undoubtedly truer, realer… suspense, thriller. Michael Jackson has nothing on this. And yes, some people do die in this movie. The who, how and why is the question and especially the way it is deliberately delivered.

The movie has depth with many metaphors and metamorphoses. It is very psychological in its vision. It cuts through the crap like a colon incision. In the end, nothing is missing. Perfectionism. Perfection.

Close-minded people please abstain. This movie leaves you with a beautiful ineffaceable stain.

This is a very bleak look at violence in general. While the movie starts of very slowly and more like a drama you could be excused for thinking it spins out of control. But even if you don't agree with the actions the characters are taking (mostly the only "logical" steps for them), you can't escape the grip and intensity the movie has. It does a very superb job in holding that throughout.

The acting is great (sometimes even sublime) and while you may feel like looking away, you might not be able to, because it does hold your attention with a very fine script. Not for the faint of hearted of course, this will appeal to some people, but also will appall quite a few others. But as a work of art this is within it's boundaries very good indeed!

Even though the protagonist (Shamoto) is an adult, this is essentially a coming-of-age movie in a doomed world. Shamoto is introduced to Murata, a psychopath. Everyone seems to do what Murata wants them to, including Shamoto's wife and daughter. Shamoto tries to go against the grain, to say 'I don't want things to be like this.' But he finds himself alone against everything and has to learn some unpleasant truths about the world.

This is a very bleak movie and over-the-top in its negativity. It can be hard to watch at times but the violence is not gratuitous. It serves a purpose. The (brilliant) ending would not have the same impact without what came before.

Even though this is a crazy, overblown movie about a psycho killer, it only uses that as framework to address more universal issues of abuse, authority, dependency and responsibility.

I don't usually write reviews here. Just wanted to defend a very good, tragic and thought-provoking movie. This is definitely not just more gore for gore's sake.

Nobuyuki Syamoto (Mitsuru Fukikoshi) muddles though life with a new wife, a daughter who shoplifts, and a crummy little fish store. He is destined for nothing but boredom and stargazing.

He comes into contact with Yukio Murata (Denden), who is a gregarious individual with a fish supermarket staffed by buxom and scantily clad girls. He takes Syamoto under his wing and introduces him to his hobby - killing people.

This is a black comedy that never bores and has some really good scenes. In one the family of a missing man comes in with their Yakuza buddies. While Yukio is putting on a show, his wife is in the next room with Syamoto's daughter in the process of seducing her. The camera goes back and forth elevating the comedy until they send the family packing.

The transformation of Syamoto occurs suddenly, and ferociously, with jaw dropping action in the end. The level of blood and gore rises to new heights and it gets so bizarre that you can't take your eyes away.