For me, nothing illustrates the yawning chasm between Eastern and Western culture as effectively as a film like Blind Woman's Curse. What might seem perfectly reasonable to a Japanese audience can be totally perplexing to an Englishman like myself. Of course, a film like Blind Woman's Curse, which features some truly 'unique' (for want of a better word) scenes, might seem just as baffling to the average Japanese person; it's hard to be sure. Suffice to say that the film, written and directed by Teruo Ishii (so you know there'll be some torture there somewhere), doesn't play out in predictable fashion. Or perhaps it does, if you're Japanese.
Gorgeous Meiko Kaji plays sword-swinging Akemi, leader of the Tachibana gang, who avenges her father's death by attacking the Goda gang. While dealing several deadly blows to the Goda boss, Akemi accidentally blinds his sister Aiko (Hoki Tokuda), who stupidly gets in the way. Akemi sees a black cat slurping up the girl's blood and believes herself to be cursed.
Three years later, Akemi is released from jail, and resumes leadership of her gang, but other organised criminals have their eyes on the Tachibana territory. Up and coming gang boss Dobashi (Tôru Abe) uses Tachibana traitor Tatsu to help him seize control, but is also assisted by a mysterious blind woman who is deadly with a blade.
Now this might sound like the makings of a rather routine tale of revenge, but trust me, the film is far from straightforward. For starters, one of the gangs is led by a man in a loincloth, who suffers from terrible body odour. Then there's the little matter of the weird hunchback (Tatsumi Hijikata) who lives in a theatre full of realistic looking wax heads and who cackles maniacally like Salacious Crumb; did I mention that he has the power to reanimate the dead by licking them? As for the black cat that haunts Akemi's dreams... it shows up from time to time, flying across the screen on clearly visible wires, occasionally making off with tattooed skin flayed from the backs of members of the Tachibana gang.
Throw in opium addict sex slaves, a zombie who loses his head, and lots of bright-red blood (including that Japanese favourite, excessive arterial spray), and what you have is a film that is definitely different, but not one that I can wholeheartedly recommend because it is so uneven, awkwardly lurching from yakuza gang drama, to supernatural thriller, to avant-garde arthouse flick.
5.5/10, rounded up to 6 for the spiral cloud backdrop during the final fight between Akemi and Aiko. Very cool!
