Creepy (Kurîpî: Itsuwari no rinjin), 2016
Creepy by Kiyoshi Kurosawa is intriguingly mediocre. But then again, it is quite a captivating thriller, perhaps not by Japanese standards, however this pilgrim grew up watching Hollywood films and no matter how many non-English films I may watch, Judgement Day and Event Horizon or for that matter even Sin City can and will be watched every time I think I need to see a therapist.
Kurosawa fills his film with extras in the background as two characters have a peculiar conversation. It adds weight to the already bloated with furtive yet bewildering exchange between the truly aberrant though admirable Nishino (astutely played by Teruyuki Kagawa with injecting keen conviction into the performance) and pretty boy,Takakura (Hidetoshi Nishijima). I would not know what film-academics call this or even what Pauline Kael or Ebert thought of it but here it is singularly honest and thus threatening.
What Kurosawa also does is source his material to a book and fill his picture with an unbelievable narrative structure; it looks as if the film is running out of time despite of the 140 minute feature-length.
It is not an exceptional film but when it means business it can scare your ass off with its missing persons plot, murder mystery, an ex-detective with an impressionable past, Mr. fucking Nishino, whose very presence lends character to an otherwise nearly dull film with sombre performances except for, again, Kagawa’s Nishino who is on fire throughout.
An extremely curious but not unprecedented mystery/thriller from Japan, whose review is as polarised as the film.
A must see nonetheless.