A Snake of June (2002)

A Snake of June: Directed by Shin’ya Tsukamoto. With Asuka Kurosawa, Yûji Kôtari, Shin’ya Tsukamoto, Yukino Asai. A woman is being stalked by a stranger. His stalking turns to blackmail when he sends her copies of photos of her in an embarrassing position. Now he controls her and she has to do anything he says. Anything.

“For serious film acolytes only, or others who like to have their brains twisted into a heap. Donu0026#39;t be tempted by the flagrant advertising of kinky erotica and gratuitous violence unless you are prepared to endure a plot that would have Kubrick and Lynch scrabbling for a storyline that makes sense, images that make your nerves cringe like knifeblades squealing on glass, and an evocation of politically incorrect emotions that would allow a psychiatrist to put you in the same wing as Jack the Ripper.u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003e From the man who brought you Tetsuo u0026lt;cue references that put your cult film fan status under the blue light detectoru0026gt;, which was the story about a man who becomes part-metal and unleashes his transformation in a grotesque, unambiguously sexually symbolic, and very violent way, comes this latest release by someone many will hate to admit is a director of very considerable talent. Making you wonder what is acceptable in art for artu0026#39;s sake, Director Shinya Tsukamoto has no shortage of material to help you push the limits, and he takes lead roles in his own films as well as those of others. Recently he starred in Ichi the Killer, a film that divided critics with itu0026#39;s apparently u0026#39;pointlessu0026#39; violence – but the artistry was in making the film as an exact copy of a u0026#39;mangau0026#39; cartoon, right down to the extensively faithful bloodletting and chopped up body parts. OK, you get the picture of the sort of weird world Tsukamoto works with . ..u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003e So what about Snake of June? Firstly the u0026#39;storyu0026#39; (I wonu0026#39;t tell you enough to spoil it, but skip this para if you like to be shocked without much prior warning haha). Rinko, a woman who works as a bored and frustrated telephone cousellor – a sort of Samaritans line – is blackmailed by a former caller. She u0026#39;helped him into wanting to liveu0026#39; and now he is going to u0026#39;helpu0026#39; her to release her inhibitions and become u0026#39;the person she really isu0026#39;. The blackmailer has pictures of her masturbating and in exchange for the negatives forces her to do various acts, like wearing a mini-skirt in public with no knickers, and on to various things with vibrators and buying vegetables. Her balding husband, with whom our initial sympathies lie, shows a sexist selfishness when Rinko needs an operation. Meanwhile the blackmailer, as all blackmailers do, takes things further but not perhaps in the way you might expect.u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003e On the plus side, Snake in June, like Tetsuo, carries some of the most powerfully shot images of modern cinema. In classic blue-tinted monochrome, each frame is composed with the skill of an auteur. The haunting sets of rain-sodden alleyways, first rate acting, ingenious story chapters, and perhaps the challenging way in which our sympathies are reversed, all raise it above the level of fantasy porn. On the downside, many will find the style and storyline inaccessible or unbearable (although most males and some females may find the shockingly convincing erotic scenes worth the ordeal). Youu0026#39;ll never forget the rain. Youu0026#39;ll never forget the face of Rinko in orgasm. But will it be a memory youu0026#39;ll linger over?u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003e Iu0026#39;m giving this film 8/10 because for serious film goers it perhaps offers a thought provoking example in an unusual genre, and expertly made. But it also contains much that some people will wish they had never seen, and much that will cause some people to walk out rather than endure the whole 77 minutes.”