Title: Another Seijun Master Piece
Product review: I must dissagree with Sean's analysis. While <I>Branded to Kill</I> is certainly a stylistic masterpiece. This film makes <I>Tokyo Drifter</I> seem like a game of Candyland. Ever tongue in cheek, Seijun once again takes a brilliant jab at the Japanese psyche, and wounds once again. With all the camp of a B movie, the cinematic brilliance of an Orson Welles in Hong Kong, Seijun takes on, once again, the crippled self-image of postwar Japan. Replete with a visceral display of corruption, and the seedier underbelly of power that has held sway through out Japan's last several centuries.
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