O coliziune febrilă a esteticii avangardiste cu inserții grind-house (ca să nu uităm de influența directă asupra Portocalei Mecanice al lui Stanley Kubrick), Funeral Parade of Roses ne poartă într-o călătorie electrifiantă în lumea subterană a sfârșitului anilor 60 în Tokyo.
Matsumoto mixes documentary footage (student demonstrations, interviews with queens) and self-referential gestures (we see the cast and crew at work) to create a near anarchic form that challenges authority.
Matsumoto's film is an unsung LGBT classic mixing aspects of experimental film with counter culture, documentary and drag culture. Even with its over the top grand guignol finish (with a self aware irreverence) this impresses. Recently rediscovered and making the re-release rounds this year. Fascinating, sexy and beautiful.
FUNERAL PARADE OF ROSES is almost like an eastern variation on the films that made Dušan Makavejev famous during the same period. It similarly has the quality of a portmanteau: a trifecta of approaches to countercultural cinema, weaved rather than bundled. Here we have: 1) a quasi-documentary about the performance of queer identity; 2) paradigm smashing drop-out freak-out; 3) cryptomythic mind-fuck. Yes, please!
Iconoclastic, self-referential, meta-cinema... sexual empowerment, ideological warfare, gender discourse... Exploring the relationship between sexual and political radicalism. Matsumoto's use of visual distortion in that are-bure-boke (rough, blurred, out-of-focus) manner of '60s Japan is incredibly compelling as a tool for subversion of dominant social order and attacking conventional modes of filmic representation.
My god, what an unusual film I've watched. Where to begin? The film has to do with homosexuality and other things in the 1960's Japan I know, but contains a good but interesting use of from avant-garde to documented-style footage all leading up to one of the most shocking endings I've ever seen in any film like this before. This would be a fine pair with ether FELLINI SATYRICON or anything by Teryama nevertheless.
1960's Japanese trippiness centering on a group of drag queens smoking grass. Some great images. Supposedly influential, I suppose every subsequent avant-garde stoner drag queen film owes a nod to this. Must-see for those who love weird 60's Japanese films, like "Go, Go Second-time Virgin". Created for a cult audience, and it deserves the cult status it achieved.
Keeps you on your toes—you never know when it's going to go for laughs or assault you. Everything from Godard to Resnais to Brakhage to (best of all) some 4th-wall-breaking to reveal the true tenderness behind transgressive cinema. Too many avant-detours for me, and the possible meanings of its use of Sophocles aren't worth my weak stomach. But it's a richly free film. Fun fact: in France, it's rated "12 and over."