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母の恋人は私の愛人。本当の愛の前には母もない、娘もない。時代が求めた鮮烈な純愛物語。実力ナンバーワン女優・岩下志麻、渡辺文学の“おんな”に挑む！花の魔性に魅せられた悦楽と背徳。娘に嫉妬を抱き、対等の女と女の関係になっていくことに怖さを感じる母・菊乃。母は母として、それ以上に女として恋のライバル意識を燃やす娘・涼子。その時から母と娘は愛の仇敵となったーー。ますます円熟味を増した当代ナンバーワン女優岩下志麻が、枝垂れ桜の美しさにも似た渡辺文学の“おんな”に挑み、狂わんばかりの愛の極致を生きる女の執念を熱演。「ひとひらの雪」「化身」「別れぬ理由」につづく渡辺淳一文学の文芸大作。京都、真如堂近くにある一本の染井吉野は毎年見事な桜を咲かせている。老舗の料亭『辰村』の女将・菊乃は「私の桜を見に来て下さい」と花の挨拶状を送った遊佐恭平と深い仲になって二年になる。遊佐恭平は東京の出版会社社長で、今度新しく『辰村』の支店を東京に出そうと決心したのも、遊佐の助言が大きく影響していた。いずれは一人娘の涼子に全てを任すつもりであった。涼子は女子大卒業後から母の元で見習いをしていて、客受けの良い京美人である。所用の母に代わりで遊佐を平安神宮の満開の枝垂れ桜に案内した涼子は、花くらみを起して倒れた遊佐を介抱する。京都の桜も散り、『辰村』の東京支店開店準備で上京した菊乃は、築地の料亭で遊佐と会うと一緒に三田のマンションへ下見に行った。５月初め、遊佐は母の用事で上京してきた涼子を連れて角館の枝垂れ桜を見に秋田へ飛ぶ。暮れなずむ田沢湖湖畔のホテルで二人だけの夜を迎えた。準備万端、いよいよ開店。『辰村』の東京支店開店披露パーティーで、菊乃は思わぬ光景を目撃する。遊佐と涼子が手を握り合って親密に話し合っていた…。主演の菊乃に岩下志麻が扮し、日本映画界を代表する女優の面目にかけて鬼気迫る艶技を披露すれば、劇中で見せる本手描友禅染など豪華な和服の数々が華麗にスクリーンを彩っている。娘・涼子役には４，０００名の中から選ばれた新人七瀬なつみが体当たりで演じ、相手役の遊佐に中年男の色気としたたかさを演じれば天下一品といわれる津川雅彦が扮して絶品の芝居を見せ、その他に二谷英明、久保菜穂子、野坂昭如、十朱幸代らが友情出演して華を添えている。母と娘、男と女の“愛の葛藤”を魅力のキャストで赤裸裸に抉り出した鷹森立一感得の名篇。

故事发生在国民革命军被罚迁徙，筱香水（白光 饰）是青楼头牌，同时也是一名心中充满了正义感的爱国人士。革命分子梁燕铭（黄河 饰）遭到通缉，为了掩护梁燕铭逃跑，筱香水不得不和齐大帅（王元龙 饰）斗智斗勇。与此同时，特务头子冯占元也一直觊觎着筱香水的美貌。在筱香水的帮助之下，梁燕铭总算拿到了挣钱得以出城，哪知道冯占元事先得到了消息，最终捕获了梁燕铭。梁燕铭忠肝义胆，在严刑拷打之下也不愿意透露出同志的名字，于是被判处了死刑。得知此事的筱香水向冯占元替梁燕铭求情，哪知道狡猾阴险的冯占元竟然提出要筱香水用身体交换。

奈德?拉辛（威廉姆?赫特 William Hurt 饰）是一位油滑无能又好色的佛罗里达律师。在一场音乐会上，奈德邂逅了已婚名媛麦蒂?沃克（凯瑟琳?特纳 Kathleen Turner 饰）。二人的婚外恋情使奈德日益疯狂，他终于决定铲除麦蒂的丈夫，大亨埃德蒙?沃克（理查德?克莱纳 Richard Crenna 饰），帮麦蒂继承财产后远走高飞。命案发生后，奈德的好友，公诉律师皮特（泰德?丹森 Ted Danson 饰）和警探奥斯卡（J?A?普莱斯顿 J.A. Preston 饰）都反对奈德与麦蒂继续交往，同时不得不对埃德蒙?沃克之死展开调查。事态的发展越来越超出奈德的预料，他究竟能否信任麦蒂？本片获金球奖年度最佳新星提名（凯瑟琳?特纳）和英国电影电视协会奖最佳新星提名（凯瑟琳?特纳）。

*Shinjuku Mad* was one ofKoji Wakamatsu's six films from 1970. Grim and gritty, stark and steady, burdened with anti-moralizing, generously padded with sex, and totally redeemed by a soundtrack that needs to be released NOW. I knew nothing about this film, loading it up on to my laptop, and every last one of this film's sixty-sixty minutes kept me riveted.Bear with me. The film opens with the band cycling through a jazzy rave-up, the black and images depict dead Japanese throughout a modern city. From the alleyways of the slums, to center of the park, you catch glimpses of bodies everywhere. This introduction is capped off by a lingering shot of a blood-soaked naked woman, face down. By this point, the band has reached a sort of peak. There's a cut, the band changes the direction of the song a bit, and then we're treated to a series of exterior shots from downtown, the lunch hour, maybe. You see a lot of storefronts and stairwells, people moving about. All of the people in these splices are done in negative image.What follows can only be described as harrowing. After the credits, the reel switches to color. We're treated to the on-screen stabbing of a young man in a toga, his attackers strip his special lady-friend of her toga, spend about two minutes smearing her breasts with still-warm blood, and then take turns raping her. She doesn't seem to put up much of a fight. The scene is lensed with all of the enthusiasm of a television spot for a whole foods market.Well, that's a fucked up way to start a movie. If you're still reading, I'll have you know the brutality eases up a little, but the camera's tendency to seek out each scene's more lurid details is relentless. The band never lets up, either. Another constant feature of the film is the protagonist's alienation from society. That's a pretty dated-concept, in a way. This film is cashing in on what could loosely be called the Existential demographic in 1970's Japan. Parts of it could have been written by Oe. Others by Mishima. It definitely, at times, addresses a bit of that lingering air of revolution, but more on that later.The father of the kid stabbed in Technicolor shows up in the nest reel, in the same apartment his son was murdered in. This confused, grieving father asks a totally baked Shoko Asahara for information about the events leading up to his son's death. The long-haired no-goodnik is toking on a Sharpie-sized doobie. He gets so fucking high he passes out and the dad is left there in the empty apartment, getting a major contact-buzz.So, the plot is basically that kind of exchange in larger and larger settings, intercut with glorious shots of the disillusioned father walking through industrial slums. The father, searching for the "Why" to his son's death goes on his quest and pisses just about everyone he comes into contact with off. He goes into subway stations and totally kills some beatniks' buzzes. Then he bullies a Hare Krishna ROCK AND ROLL SUPERSTAR and his belly-dancing percussionist at a park. Then he heads off to a bar, and we're treated to what must have been Tokyo's Greatest Garage Band getting low-down and sleazy here. This scene pretty much sums up what the film is about. As you dig the scuzz and the fuzz, the camera catches all manner of degeneracy and wanton reefer-use. And the bar has no less than three groups of people making out. And they get excessive with the groping.Eventually, the father catches the ringleader of the vicious band of murderer-rapists. "Shinjuku Mad," is his name. After an unbelievably long and convoluted exchange between the protagonist and Shinjuku Mad, it comes out that Mad and the boys are rebelling against all of Japan. It's open season on everyone but them. His son was only a casualty, nothing personal. Their intent is to go on rebelling against society through random acts of violence against people and property.After going through all the trouble of finding Shinjuku Mad, the old man's mind is blown by revolution for revolution's sake. After a few pummellings, he manages to turn the fight around. He winds up leaving with a nude girl that had been tied to a post for the entire scene.He goes back to the apartment his son was murdered in to find his special lady-friend naked with six other dope-smoking cats grooving on free love and blue balls.He decides he's happier with Shinjuku Mad alive and kicking, the band is at another one of its high points, and the camera pans out to the railroad yard, telephones wires, and the bare sides of modern buildings.That was Japan, thirty-seven years ago.