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Imagine "Silence of the Lambs" remade with Inspector Clouseau as the lead detective -- except the film is supposed to be serious. Because that's what this is -- Japan's dumbest detective on the trail of a gruesome serial killer.

You could make a drinking game out this film by taking a drink every time the protagonist lets the killer get away. Wait, that might result in acute alcohol poisoning, so you'd better limit the game to every time the detective falls down in the street.

I understand why lazy filmmakers use contrivances to advance the plot, but this is taking it to the extreme.

This entry is from the phase where Zatoichi has been completely sanitized into a 100% good guy. Between that an a scene where a tweenage girl breaks into song, this could be a Disney film if were it not for the 10 minutes of screen time where the bad guys die by Zatoichi's sword.

The later films are the ones that create a truly gritty where the Zatoichi character can expand back into the "good guy with a heart of gold but a mean streak" space that made the first Zatoichi films resonate so well. In other words, if you want to see the Zatoichi films not in chronological order but in descending order of greatness, I would save this one for the last batch.