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Tokyo Tribe
Sono (2014)
“My dick oughta be biggest of all!”
Tokyo of the future. The city is run by gangs, each with their own territory, to say nothing of sartorial style and rapping accumen. A narrator kindly raps the set up to us, each gang getting a few early moments to make an impression. The music video stylings never let up from there. A few key figures emerge -- the blonde and angry Mera, Kai of a peace-loving clan and Sunmi a stranger oddly determined to lose her virginity. Mera has a long-simmering hatred of Kai. Sunmi isn’t who she seems. Meanwhile a mysterious new gang element is rolling in and wiping out rivals. Over the course of one violent night and day, truths are reveled, alliances are formed and many, many words are rapped.
How familiar are you with Bill Hader’s Stefon character from Saturday Night Live? Because this felt like an embodiment of that bit. This had everything: virgin sacrifice, kung fu, rap music, human furniture, baseball bats, a tank, dominatrixes, Beethoven, a giant fan/gear that chops people up, dick jokes. Whooo boy when the source of Mera’s hatred is finally revealed, dear reader, I can assure you I HOWLED. It felt like a fitting comedic capper to all the chaos that had come before it. Why the hell not, right? The only bigger laugh that I got was when Sunmi’s dad crudely and shockingly described why exactly she was so valuable.
Tokyo Tribe is a feast of motion and sound and color. Undeniably overindulgent. Perhaps downright gluttonous to some. I left overstuffed, maybe a little shameful and disgusted with myself but regrets? I had none. It’s so gleefully over-the-top that even if it didn’t work for you, I imagine you have to reluctantly concede all the wild joy happening here. Yeah it's a little dumb and the performances are ... fine. The rapping is more amusing than quotable. But it's so so so ... much. Hard for me to not get swept up in it. If I had a complaint, it’s almost TOO overwhelming. It took a little time for me to get my bearings and thought it’s impressive that it sustains its pace, it’s almost exhausting. A trip I’m glad I took and one I’d do again, but I confess it wore me out.
Walter Hill’s The Warriors is a favorite of mine and there’s certainly echoes of that here with the distinct and stylized gangs (impressively distinguished here not just in dress but in style of rapping as well) and the “we gotta get across town” nature of the story. Also a sucker for a good “stuff happens in one night” movie.
My first Sono experience. Has me intrigued for more.
Sono (2014)
“My dick oughta be biggest of all!”
Tokyo of the future. The city is run by gangs, each with their own territory, to say nothing of sartorial style and rapping accumen. A narrator kindly raps the set up to us, each gang getting a few early moments to make an impression. The music video stylings never let up from there. A few key figures emerge -- the blonde and angry Mera, Kai of a peace-loving clan and Sunmi a stranger oddly determined to lose her virginity. Mera has a long-simmering hatred of Kai. Sunmi isn’t who she seems. Meanwhile a mysterious new gang element is rolling in and wiping out rivals. Over the course of one violent night and day, truths are reveled, alliances are formed and many, many words are rapped.
How familiar are you with Bill Hader’s Stefon character from Saturday Night Live? Because this felt like an embodiment of that bit. This had everything: virgin sacrifice, kung fu, rap music, human furniture, baseball bats, a tank, dominatrixes, Beethoven, a giant fan/gear that chops people up, dick jokes. Whooo boy when the source of Mera’s hatred is finally revealed, dear reader, I can assure you I HOWLED. It felt like a fitting comedic capper to all the chaos that had come before it. Why the hell not, right? The only bigger laugh that I got was when Sunmi’s dad crudely and shockingly described why exactly she was so valuable.
Tokyo Tribe is a feast of motion and sound and color. Undeniably overindulgent. Perhaps downright gluttonous to some. I left overstuffed, maybe a little shameful and disgusted with myself but regrets? I had none. It’s so gleefully over-the-top that even if it didn’t work for you, I imagine you have to reluctantly concede all the wild joy happening here. Yeah it's a little dumb and the performances are ... fine. The rapping is more amusing than quotable. But it's so so so ... much. Hard for me to not get swept up in it. If I had a complaint, it’s almost TOO overwhelming. It took a little time for me to get my bearings and thought it’s impressive that it sustains its pace, it’s almost exhausting. A trip I’m glad I took and one I’d do again, but I confess it wore me out.
Walter Hill’s The Warriors is a favorite of mine and there’s certainly echoes of that here with the distinct and stylized gangs (impressively distinguished here not just in dress but in style of rapping as well) and the “we gotta get across town” nature of the story. Also a sucker for a good “stuff happens in one night” movie.
My first Sono experience. Has me intrigued for more.