Pretty Good

Although it has its amusing moments, in eneral the plot does not convince.

Exactly the movie you think it is, but not the movie you want it to be.

The film's masterful storytelling did its job. The message was clear. No need to overdo.

It goes without saying Ôshima's succès de scandale is not for the squeamish, its blatantly hardcore content (unsimulated sexual activity including fellatio, fornication, and a puckish egg-hatching prank) shatters the last defense of anyone's reserves about human copulation, thus topples it from its tabooed sanctuary, then demythologizes it with a pretension-free candidness and boldly burrows into the subject of the often oppressed and sidelined female sexuality, yes, it is actually based on a true story occurred in the 1930s.When Sada Abe (Matsuda), a former prostitute who works as a maid in a hotel in Tokyo, first lays her eyes on her employer Kichizo Ishida (Fuji), it is in the middle of the conjugal duty between him and his wife Toku (Nakajima), a passionless, ritualistic rumpy-pumpy that bewitches her. So when a virile Kichizo takes a fancy to her, something irrepressible is ignited, their illicit affair spreads like wide fire, they stay together in various inns, entertained by sundry geisha, and from then on, Ôshima leverages their indoor activities interrupted only by necessary outings, viz., when Sada has to tide themselves over by way of solicitation, or Kichizo is bound to visit home for a three-day stint. It is these seemingly short separations and its resultant jealousy that torment both, and spur them into more extreme measurements in their sexological exploration, until Sada finds the button of choking Kichizo during penetration to sate her libidinous upswing, whereupon she must keep pushing it.What mesmerizes viewers is Ôshima's unsparing portrayal of Sada's randiness and her ingrained phallus worship, every waking minute she seeks for Kichizo's private parts, the fact that she completely overpowers him, dominantly rides on him, has him do her bidding, could be any man's worst nightmare, yet there is truth in the discrepancy between male and female's orgasms, and what if a man cannot sexually satisfy a woman he loves? A perpetual dread hovering every heterosexual man's ego and occasioning chasm if mistreated, we must hand it to Ôshima for his audacity to lay it open like this, however radical it looks, and demands us to re-examine the different vibes in man and woman's sexual equilibrium. Conversely, all Ôshima's effort, essentially de-eroticizes and desensitizes sex itself when we are inured to their oversexed indulgence, it is not amorous, not aesthetic, not even orthodoxly arousing, which causes it to be subsumed into an act solely stimulated by primeval desire. If one puts their perversion under the milieu, it can be feasibly read as a resistance towards the ethos of its time, and Ôshima's anti-militarism disposition writs large in the segment where Kichizo glumly passes by a band of marching army, on the opposite direction with the flag-waving populace. Both Matsuda and Fuji brave themselves for their controversial roles, an unsparing devotion to the art form even with the foregone conclusion that the film would impinge on their acting careers, while Matsuda thoroughly incarnates Sada's undue possessiveness, insatiable lust and hellbent conviction of going whole hog, Fuji's wayward resignation is much more telling in his shiftless head space that disillusion and malaise might be the more pertinent cause behind his destructive behavior, both deserve to be put on a pedestal for their earth-shattering derring-do along with the film itself, a sui generis cause célèbre that throws away human's last fig leaf to state its sharp-edged point.

Former prostitute Sada Abe (Eiko Matsuda) works as a maid in a hotel where she begins a torrid sexual relationship with the married owner, Kichizo Ishida (Tatsuya Fuji). As the steamy affair progresses, Sada becomes obsessed with her lover to such an extent that she threatens to emasculate him should he ever sleep with his wife again, a promise she eventually keeps (but only after throttling him with her belt).Released on DVD by both the BFI and Criterion, and included in the book '1001 Films To See Before You Die', In The Realm Of The Senses is clearly highly regarded by many film experts who see it not as pornography but as an important work of erotic art. I'm not convinced that the film is anything other than a case of flagrant exploitation—beautifully shot with fine performances, but still no more deserving of critical acclaim than your average sex-fuelled pink movie.Watch it before you die, by all means, but don't expect anything more thought provoking than 109 minutes of repetitive unsimulated shagging, with a little bit of fun with a boiled egg, some winkie-tugging, and a gory finale for good measure.

ALERT ALERT ALERT!!!!! WARNING HIGHLYI unexpectedly watched this type of movie without even knowing whatkind of movies... i don't encourage this type of movies for THE CHILDREN YOUTH AND ALL this is not a Worth watchable movie except for the ones who are "PORN LOVERSSSS"... Please make sure don,t give this type of movies a rating.. and help others to not to fall in this kind of uglier movies. please make sure not to watch it .. Don't let your children watch this i have seen 20 minutes of the movie and its full of _____ and enjoyment by the male character...!!!!!!""""THESE KIND OF MOVIE TITLES ARE TO BE MARKED IN THE RED BOLD LETTERS WHICH WILL MAKE OTHERS TO IDENTIFY EASILY."""""""

Warning: this film contains the most graphically depicted scene of castration I've ever seen, and it was certainly a shock as having never anticipated it. Such a sexual obsession is scary, where a sexy female servant, Sada, who was prostituting herself too, in this Asian house of ill repute, falls for the husband of the Madam, running the bordello. To think this was based on a true story, what was even more shocking after the castration, was bizarre, like that woman tourist who was beheaded two years back, leaving a shopping centre. Never has a more overwhelming obsession, occupied the screen, where Sada moves in with the madam's husband, an what ensues are long days of sex, food gorging, and not much cleansing, a little humour too, within the dialogue, like in one dark pornographic scene. There are a couple of repulsive moments, excluding the earlier one mentioned, like an old, off the street guy, who's body is putrid, along with his.... and also it's one hell of a sexy ride, till that arresting finale, ITROTS, isn't a film I'd watch wholily again, or approach it, the same way I did originally. Although it had been banned in some places, it really doesn't warrant bad status. It's just one of those more shocking and notorious films, but is quite beautifully told and shot too. You be the judge.