Tōkyō Zankoku Keisatsu a.k.a. Tokyo Gore Police

After the very disappointing JOSHIKYÔEI HANRANGUN, I decided to re-watch the one and only Tokyo Gore Police for the 5th time now. This movie is exactly what I am talking about.

First some facts, so that you can imagine a little bit what this Japanese splatter is about. After having done the special effects for Noboru Iguchi’s The Machine Girl, Yoshihiro Nishimura was asked to do another movie. He eventually decided to do a remake of his own independent flick Anatomia Extinction, which he then called Tokyo Gore Police. Taku Sakagushi, who has already worked together with Nishimura on the great Meatball Machine, took the role as the choreographer.  Furthermore Noboru Iguchi, who is also responsible for Adult Movies like Veterinary Pet Beauty Big Bust W Cast Teacher and Beautiful Girl on The Toilet 2 – Secret Excrement, created together with Yūdai Yamaguchi (Battlefield Baseball, Meatball Machine) the great propaganda television spots, which from time to time appear in the movie. And then there is Eihi Shiina. Yup, you are right, it is Asami “Kiri kiri kiri kiri kiri” Yamazaki from Takashi Miike‘s masterpiece Audition.

If you are a bit confused right know, I recommend to not watch the movie. If you know all these different people and movies mentioned above, you probaly also know Tokyo Gore Police. If you have no clue what I am writing about but think that the whole stuff sounds quite interesting, grab a beer and lean back.

It takes Yoshihiro Nishimura exactly 1:32 minutes before the first head is blown off, which is a clear statement and resumes the whole movie in a pretty damn good way. The story takes place in future Japan, which seems to perish in violence. But before the country is completely lost, the decision to establish a private police unit called Tokyo Gore Police is made. The head of the TGP unit is the sexy but a bit traumatized Ruka, who especially takes care of the zombiesque, mutated Engineers. As the story goes on and the blood is squirting, Ruka is detecting a complot in which she is involved personally… 

Tokyo Gore Police is build on a triangular relationship with different weight on each balance point. First of all and not deniable, the movie is pure trash, composed of blood, guts and excessive “comic” violence. Arterial sprayings, a croco-mermaid, a breathing chair with a drip and a flower-penis ejaculating into a group of bondage guys and other freaks. All this stuff and even much more doesn’t only show how insane Yoshihiro Nishimura is but also his love for details, fantasy and creativity. I have rarely seen such a good penis immitation than in Tokyo Gore Police.

Furthermore there are, from time to time, some genius and really artistic pictures poking out the pile of rubbish. The screenshot below (even the whole scene) isn’t only about a girl cutting off some pervert’s hands. The guy leaning back and looking into heaven while Ruka is walking away, using an umbrella to protect herself from the blood, is absolutely amazing. The image of the umbrella changing from an executive weapon to a protection (as it is supposed to be) is maybe an old one (even if often shown the other way round), but has never been realized in such a brilliant way as in Tokyo Gore Police. This is just one example of the artistic imagery which occurs in the movie.

Finally, like in a lot of Japanese movies, you can also detect here something like social criticism. The extended black humor and graphic violence in some way picturizes social problems like the vicious circle of criminality, police violence and corruption. Self-mutilation, suicide and the “why?” are further dominant subjects.

All in all Tokyo Gore Police is a fucking grotesque and bizarre gorefest, with extreme and perverse black humor (the Wrist Cutter G and the torture Wii parody commercials are brilliant stuff) and sick cyberpunk elements. A lot of reviewers claim that the background imagery is lousy and that the characters are too weak. I think that the “poor” background setup (if you can call it that way) perfectly fits and reflects the dark and cold atmosphere of the movie (even though this atmosphere is sometimes interrupted by colorful sickness). As for the characters, I think that just because they aren’t perfect it is possible to build up this triangular relationship I described above. And yeah, don’t fuck with Eihi Shiina, she’s near perfection! To conclude, there are many reviews out there which refer to Robocop while wrtiting about Tokyo Gore Police. I have to admit that I have no clue why because I have seen Robocop only once when I was 5 or 6 and can’t remember a single bit of the movie. But I don’t give a fuck about this Hobocop, watch TGP and have fun!



Trash Monday I


Howdy!

Welcome to our new category on El Gore: Trash Monday! From now on we’re gonna search the deepest and darkest corners of the internet to present you the most breathtaking and important musical creations in human history.

We know that everyone loves Mondays, so let us try to put a little smile on your faces every week.

Enjoy!
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I forgive you Bruce, I mean you saved the world more than once, but please, don’t do this ever again!

Announcement

Dear Gores and Gorettes,

due to organisational reasons and in order to make our blog more sorted, we’d like to let you know that from now on you will find one of our very attractive and well researched reviews every Wednesday.

Furthermore we are preparing a little surprise category for the Mondays. In addition, or rather as usual,  stay tuned for all kind of random stuff as soon as we find something that we consider being interesting.

Thank you all for following!

JOSHIKYÔEI HANRANGUN a.k.a. Attack Girls’ Swimteam Vs. The Undead

This flick is the perfect example of how you get my attention. Chose a witty title, put in some lesbian asian girls fighting “zombies” and tag it as japanese softporn gore. But Attack Girls’ Swimteam Vs. The Undead really disappointed me. It’s really weak, neither fish nor fowl, with no attention to detail and a fucking lame story.

Also there are only a few (cheap) splatter effects but even they really got on my nerves. I don’t care if you can’t afford paying professional special effect artists but at least try your best by creating real, handmade and non-computer ones. If you are doing a B-Movie flick, handmade special effects, no matter how bad they are, always look better and more authentic than using pseudo professional hollywoodish digital bullshit. Do them with love, energy and enthusiasm, fuck technology and uninspired, pretended Independence. Lack of money can be compensated by visionary dedication for the art/movie. This movie clearly failed in doing so!

Boring as fuck, this campy j-sploitation flick was clearly made for the japanese school-girl rape, fetish scene. But what is the intension of hiring 2 porn stars as main characters but not doing a porn movie? It isn’t because of their brilliant acting talent, that’s for sure.

There is nothing much to say apart from: “don’t watch it”. Save your time in either checking out a good porn flick with Sasha Grey or the ingenious sick japanese stuff like Tokyo Gore Police, The Machine Girl or Meatball Machine.



The 13th Annual Tromadance Film Festival

Most of you people following the El Gore Blog regularly know that I am a huge fan of Lloyd Kaufman and Troma movies. Why this passion? I am not quite sure but I always had a weakness for feces briming over with passion and creativity. Sigmund Freud would probably explain that there went something wrong in the anal stage which I now try to sublimate by watching shit weeping Troma flicks.

As I am reading Kaufman’s book Make Your Own Damn Movie!, I realized again how brilliant this guy is. His passion for independent filmmaking is unique. I don’t want to write about it too much now, as the book review is coming soon.

I just want to draw your attention to a related thing which is important to me: The Tromadance Festival. 2012 is the 13th annual Troma Festival. It takes place from 4th to 5th of May in Asbury Park, New Jersey. Tromadance is completely free, which means that there are no entry fees and no charges for producers and directors submitting their movies (yeah! Fuck off Cannes and its botox crippled pseudo directors and actors). There also will be no VIP shit or whatever. All the people are treated in the same fucked-up way. For more informatation just check out the Official Tromadance Site!

El Gore has decided to support Tromadance in 2 ways. First of all we want to make publicity for the Festival’s Kickstarter. Support independent art and !DONATE HERE! Furthermore the blog, of course, is also donating some of their hard earned money.

Reunion-News

2012 starts like a bat out of hell!

First of all, post-hardcore-trendsetters At The Drive-In announced their reunion via Twitter yesterday. They will also be playing at this year’s Coachella festival in April!

The same applies for hardcore and post-core legends from The Refused, who also announced a reformation for Coachella. For both bands it is not clear yet if this only affects live performances or also new albums.

Shame on you if you haven’t heard of those bands! Relationship of Command and The Shape of Punk to Come are two legendary albums that shouldn’t be absent in your (post-)hardcore collection. Looking forward for European dates!

Not so good news reached us from Black Sabbath‘s Tony Iommi. He’s been diagnosed with the early stages of lymphoma. The band announced that the producion of their reunion-album will continue in the UK. If all this will affect the planned world tour is not known, but that of course is secondary for the moment. All the best to you from El Gore, Tony!

RIP Barry Clayton

Barry Clayton, the thrilling voice of Iron Maiden‘s Number of the Beast intro, passed away two weeks ago.

To cite metalhammer.co.uk:

”RIP Barry. We will never forget those hallowed lines:

Woe to You Oh Earth and Sea
For the Devil sends the beast with wrath
Because he knows the time is short
Let him who have understanding
Reckon the number of the beast
For it is a human number
Its number is six hundred and sixty six.”

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Boris – Pink

Boris have released a whole bunch of albums since 1996, and I have to admit that I don’t know that much about their other works. They are known to switch their musical style pretty often. Their repertoire reaches from psych to hard rock, from drone to sludge, from electro to pop.

There is one particular full length of the Japanese combo that is still charming me for a few years now: Pink, from 2005.

Farewell lulls you into a sense of security, being a very doomy and post rockish song. After relaxing 7 minutes and 33 seconds Pink carries you away like a thunderstorm. The sound of this album is just awful. It sounds like a garage concert with the amps turned to maximum volume. And that’s just what makes those 11 tracks so awesome.

Woman on the Screen is like a vicious dog which won’t release its prey. This one is sure to stick in one’s head. Boris is uncompromising and stereotyped to the maximum knowing that there is no other way to milk this cow.

Blackout offers us a drone-break before the rumble continues. The hard rock parts mixed with an omnipresent wall of scruffy sound runs like a pink thread through this massacre. Afterburner lets the Indians sing about the desert and freedom. My Machine takes us on a melodic journey on a river which leads to Just Abondoned My-Self, which closes the album with the last bit of energy that’s still left. The amps suffer one last time. You can listen to their final screams for over 10 minutes, if you like to.

Recommendations: Farewell, Pink, Woman on the Screen, Just Adondoned My-Self.

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Christmas Special – The Little Nazi

The older I get, the more I dislike Christmas. Seems like I lost my “emotional bond” to this over-commercialized orgy of hypocrisy during the last 7 years or so. We are enchanted by this magic contemplation, whilst ignoring all the misery happening around us, but let’s be nice to each other, even just for the next 2 days. I might kill you next week, but hey; today is THE day and I have to get along with you!

But hey; even though I sound like a dick; it does not mean that one cannot have a good laugh for Christmas.

So what about a shortie of a random german family celebrating Christmas, where things couldn’t go any worse from minute to minute? Let’s take swastikas and a demented grandmother and shit will hit the fan, for sure.

Enjoy!

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Eric

PRE-CHRISTMAS with the Ornette Coleman Double Quartet

So, as I don’t want to rank behind as far as the boasting with early Christmas presents is concerned, I proudly present to you my new flatmate.

She’s already an older lady but still as fit as a fiddle. Her name is Sansui FR-5800 and my dad bought her in the mid-1970s. Now junior has his fun with her. It just feels great listening to LPs with her, especially because her brothers, the receiver and the speakers, also still work nearly perfectly.

As lady Sansui always thirsts for new food I bought her a new LP a few days ago: Free Jazz by the Ornette Coleman Double Quartet (in a red coloured vinyl edition). I picked it out of sheer curiosity. In fact I do not know very much about Free Jazz, so let me try to write just a few lines about how it feels to me.

So as a total newbie, what can I say about this? At first listening it is pure chaos, and I loved it. When listening to it a few more times you will realise that it is not as chaotic as it seems. Free Jazz is 37 minutes long and a totally improvised song, except for just a few pre-settings. It was recorded in only one take and put on vinyl as soon as they finished playing it. There are lots of things to discover in it, and it is highly remarkable that such a work was already being done in 1961. The two quartets never play against each other, on the contrary. Every member gets his stage and the others perfectly understand how to step back without disappearing and without giving up their own styles.

I guess this could be my entrance door to Free Jazz, let’s see what the future holds.