I’ve now seen Shinjuku Thief three or four times, even though I don’t like the film very much. Every time I see it, I forget within months that I find the film disorganized, arcane, and more arty than artful. And so, I feel compelled to see it yet again whenever I return to Oshima’s body of work (from which I learn new things every time), assuming that this time I’ll see it differently. I still haven’t.
October 06, 2014