The Machine Girl
February 20th 2009 04:05
And now for something completely over-the-top, no-holds-barred, utterly gratuitous, and sensationally silly: Noburo Igushi’s Kataude mashin gâru, or as its more widely known as: The Machine Girl (2008), a Japanese exploitation indulgence that can only be fully appreciated with your tongue squirming wildly in your cheek as fake blood dribbles down your chin.
Ami (Minase Yashiro), a high school girl with a heart of steel and a high kick to match, is very protective of her younger brother Yu (Ryôsuke Kawamura). Poor Yu and his buddy are bullied to death by Sho Kimura and his gang. Sho’s tyrannical father Ryûji Kimura (Kentaro Shimazu) is a vicious ninja Yakuza (!) boss. When Ami discovers the battered lifeless bodies of her brother and his friend she goes on a rampage of revenge.
Despite Ami’s inherent resilience she ends up victim of the Kimura’s wrath, and subsequently loses her fingers to the boss’s samurai sword. The wife, Violet (Honoka), is not impressed with her husband’s half-finished job and she severs Ami’s arm completely. But Ami manages to escape, and with the help of an equally vengeful Miki (the young mother of Yu’s murdered friend) and her mechanic husband, Ami’s stump is fitted with a Gattling-style machine gun. Together Ami and Miki set out to obliterate the Yakuza clan responsible for all this unnecessary violence. It’s an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, an arm for an arm, and a head for a head.
The Machine Girl makes no excuses, and takes no prisoners; it’s a bad flick. It’s cheap and nasty and gleefully revels in its exploitative nature. Cartoonish and excessive it’s a rollicking blood-drenched ride of sheer absurdist extremes. The violence is graphic, but the special effects are hardly convincing (in most scenes they’re downright tacky). The cult splatter flick Riki-Oh: The Story of Riki (1991) comes to mind.
The acting for the most part is adequate for this type of movie. The best performances are from two porn stars; gung-ho Asami, and striking Honoka, as the scene-stealing, drill-bra wearing Yakuza wife Violet. But The Machine Girl was never going to be about convincing the audience of the rampant emotions. This is a movie that sprays energy like arterial blood.
The Japanese excel in this area of exploitation; the cute schoolgirl with the big machine gun. That description alone is enough to make most hardcore exploitation fans start salivating. The only thing missing is nudity, but then the Japanese have a very twisted take on sexuality portrayed commercially on-screen. You can suggest all kinds of sexual aberration - and they love their hardcore - but to show it explicitly you need to venture down into the black market. In The Machine Girl there is sexual innuendo, but nothing offensive. I use the word “offensive” in a fairly loose manner.
The Machine Girl is a most acquired taste, like raw fish. Late night viewing after several spliffs and numerous beers is probably the best procedure. A group of mates clustered around would inject a further potent infectious hilarity. This movie is not to be taken seriously if your life depends on it. It’s comic-book craziness and demands to be viewed in a suitably wicki-wacky state of mind. If you’re not that way inclined, then guzzle some tequila and eave your cinephilic sensibility at the door alongside your shoes, The Machine Girl is locked and loaded, prepare to be blasted!
Here's the Japanese trailer (you don't need subs):
Ami (Minase Yashiro), a high school girl with a heart of steel and a high kick to match, is very protective of her younger brother Yu (Ryôsuke Kawamura). Poor Yu and his buddy are bullied to death by Sho Kimura and his gang. Sho’s tyrannical father Ryûji Kimura (Kentaro Shimazu) is a vicious ninja Yakuza (!) boss. When Ami discovers the battered lifeless bodies of her brother and his friend she goes on a rampage of revenge.
Despite Ami’s inherent resilience she ends up victim of the Kimura’s wrath, and subsequently loses her fingers to the boss’s samurai sword. The wife, Violet (Honoka), is not impressed with her husband’s half-finished job and she severs Ami’s arm completely. But Ami manages to escape, and with the help of an equally vengeful Miki (the young mother of Yu’s murdered friend) and her mechanic husband, Ami’s stump is fitted with a Gattling-style machine gun. Together Ami and Miki set out to obliterate the Yakuza clan responsible for all this unnecessary violence. It’s an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, an arm for an arm, and a head for a head.
The Machine Girl makes no excuses, and takes no prisoners; it’s a bad flick. It’s cheap and nasty and gleefully revels in its exploitative nature. Cartoonish and excessive it’s a rollicking blood-drenched ride of sheer absurdist extremes. The violence is graphic, but the special effects are hardly convincing (in most scenes they’re downright tacky). The cult splatter flick Riki-Oh: The Story of Riki (1991) comes to mind.
The acting for the most part is adequate for this type of movie. The best performances are from two porn stars; gung-ho Asami, and striking Honoka, as the scene-stealing, drill-bra wearing Yakuza wife Violet. But The Machine Girl was never going to be about convincing the audience of the rampant emotions. This is a movie that sprays energy like arterial blood.
The Japanese excel in this area of exploitation; the cute schoolgirl with the big machine gun. That description alone is enough to make most hardcore exploitation fans start salivating. The only thing missing is nudity, but then the Japanese have a very twisted take on sexuality portrayed commercially on-screen. You can suggest all kinds of sexual aberration - and they love their hardcore - but to show it explicitly you need to venture down into the black market. In The Machine Girl there is sexual innuendo, but nothing offensive. I use the word “offensive” in a fairly loose manner.
The Machine Girl is a most acquired taste, like raw fish. Late night viewing after several spliffs and numerous beers is probably the best procedure. A group of mates clustered around would inject a further potent infectious hilarity. This movie is not to be taken seriously if your life depends on it. It’s comic-book craziness and demands to be viewed in a suitably wicki-wacky state of mind. If you’re not that way inclined, then guzzle some tequila and eave your cinephilic sensibility at the door alongside your shoes, The Machine Girl is locked and loaded, prepare to be blasted!
Here's the Japanese trailer (you don't need subs):
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Comment by Damo
What a girl?
What a hot date she would be.
Comment by Bryn
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The machine-gun might get in the way during dates at the movies, and certainly further down the track between the sheets ... *clunk!* "Oh, sorry! Was that your head?" LOL
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My drink of choice for this was straight brandy and no reason to the moive.
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