I remember watching half of this and turning it off for whatever reason. It can be kind of stale due to the fact that a lot of this is soft core pornography -- it would be more appropriate to talk about how this actually qualifies as art as opposed to something that would be shown on Cinemax at 2 AM.
The film is very stereotypically Japanese in the sense that it involves a lot of dramatic, well planned shots that are minimalistic, often focusing on the human face or on abstract objects of importance. It was filmed tenderly and with an amount of love, but I feel the direction of cinematography and the direction of the film itself were a little contrived and a little too fast.
Unfortunately, the majority of the film takes place in one set and that slowly wore on my nerves. Having little change of scenery the film becomes quite stuffy at parts.
The film goes on to try to portray the depths of human emotion and sadness, while at the same time maintaining the insanity of its' subject... I found her hard to relate to and the writer or director should have taken a fundamentally different angle being that it just was not working with the mix they were using. It was hard to arouse any sympathy being that the scenes trying redeem her moral character were hardly long enough.
I found myself wanting to know more about Sada Abe and less about the incidences the film surrounded. In that sense, the film really isn't about a woman called Sada Abe -- it should be called 'a crazy thing Sada Abe once did.' However, the film is not all bad... It is certainly shocking in some scenes, and it is certainly worthy of a view if you have an interest in Japanese film. However, it is not worthy of more.
