And there was me thinking that The Hunger Games was an original idea. A nice little movie. A little too B-movie for my tastes, but I can easily see how it became a cult classic in Japan. I like the reverse perspective of hounded teacher taking revenge on grim class of 2001 - it should be mandatory therapy for all UK state-school teaching staff. Glorious, silly nonsense.
Like a sadistic version of "Lord of the Flies" (turned up to eleven!), "Battle Royale" is a brutal - almost operatic - piece of work with surprising moments of dark humour. The full-blown musical score lends the picture a nightmarish delirium, and whilst there is little that is subtle about the film the panache with which it is carried off makes it a striking experience.
A gory picture swinging between the realms of soppy teenage melodrama and political allegation, in its unpalatable sugarcoated version the former, in a confusing lazy effort the latter. Violence is the film's only leitmotif, without any other pretensions, and as such it is a feast. As pleasurable as cockfight, as redundant as socks in the bath.
Una versione più macabra ed asiatica degli Hunger Games. Noto per essere il film preferito di Tarantino - che da questa storia ha preso più di qualche spunto - Battle Royale oscilla tra il geniale e l'aberrante. Spesso la trama rasenta il ridicolo e i dialoghi sembrano scritti da un primate, ma per qualche motivo è un film che ti tiene incollato allo schermo. Se siete per i film seri e logici, evitatelo.