Writing a review of Tebana Sankichi: Snot Rockets
is impossible, and probably stupid to attempt. Reviews involve structuring words and sentences in order to give the reader an idea of what a movie is like and whether it is good or bad. Snot Rockets
not only obliterates the definitions of words like "good" and "bad," it also destroys most other words two, along with all notions of structure, logic, time, rationality and probably even emotion too. Nonetheless I have labored to construct a paragraph which somewhat approximates the experience of seeing the movie:
>>Mr. Postman + Tebana minus Sankichi, PLUS SA
NKICHI again and again and
again, off the bridge, never InT
o river, and again, because of
Shiro... two or four? three?
OR MILLION TIMES
SHIRO! BLAM, Wack **&%! **&? **&!
... oh, just a dream. NOT A DREAM!! We'll return. ++####### Times Square Balboa bourgoise choP! abcdxyz (zyxdcba
), American Money! $ $ $--->
!BACK: Sankichi is â bully, FLASH
D. Now Flashback, or don't: Sankichi is weak and vulnerable. YOU SLU
T! x 30. ¬¬¬∆ Breathe. Breathe for a moment. We're changing formats. Melodrama. Is it satire? SHUT UP!!!! ^%CASEFD
U(3uJ π∑∑∑ ¢ åå¥ + = + LKDSN
LKVN3948opuiiuio..... Where is Mr. Postman?
Or something like that. Except with sounds and images, and for about 75 minutes. Within the first five, Snot Rockets
smashes the "absurdist" label to a billion pieces and blasts off into the unexplored galaxies of total nonsense. It remains there, at mostly breakneck pace, taking the wacky pop filmmaking that the Japanese have mastered over the years to an extreme I never thought possible.
Those upset that I haven't attempted an actual plot summary should probably avoid this movie. That said, I suppose it's worth providing a bit of context about the making of the film. Yudai Yamaguchi (Battlefield Baseball
, Meatball Machine
) and star Tak Sakaguchi began the film in 1995 with a short staring the title character. Over the ensuing years they continued to add to it, shooting all around the world, from Tokyo to Austin Texas, and finally, this is the result. Ironically, I probably could have appreciated the rapid-fire, what-the-fuck sensibility much more in a small dose. But maybe that's the point.
As I indicated in the headline, Tebana Sankichi: Snot Rockets
will indeed make your brain feel like it's turning into mush. For some, this may be exhilarating. By the end though, it mostly left me with a headache.
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