We’re doing a pinku double-dip today because life is short and the shit we want to post keeps piling up. Even at an increased rate it’ll take another ten years to get this stuff uploaded. Will websites as we understand them even exist then? Will blogs exist? We’ve already read that blogging is dead. Multiple times. Well, we keep chugging along, and today’s journey involves two more promos, these for Nikkatsu Studios’ infamous roman porno drama Dabide no hoshi: Bishôjo-gari, aka Beautiful Girl Hunter, which is based on a Maasaki Soto manga and premiered in Japan today in 1979. That’s Hiromi Namino on the art, who as far as we know made only one other film.
So we watched this, and yup, it’s twisted. Long story short, an escaped lunatic commits a rape which results in a pregnancy, and the rape child grows up to become a rapist. Every taboo is shattered in this one, including ones you’ve never imagined. As we always note for readers unfamiliar with this genre, there’s no actual sex, no frontal nudity. Everything is done with camera angles, the power of suggestion, and acting. Still… holy fuck. But what you really want to know is whether the movie is any good. Objectively it’s well made, but it also made us question whether liking roman porno posters and being interested in the genre’s history and culture are sufficient enough reasons to keep watching the films.
Yet there are also serious points in this movie about intergenerational violence, and whether it’s at all possible for parents to love (or even treat decently) a child conceived via rape. To us, neither question feels responsibly examined enough to justify the existence of the movie. After all, it’s first and foremost a piece of sexploitation, and the steady supply of nudity sort of undercuts any serious intent. We much prefer Toei Company’s pinky violence films. The women in those either win or cause a hell of a lot of trouble trying. By contrast films like Beautiful Girl Hunter feel deliberately regressive, as we’ve noted before. These Nikkatsu guys will be the end of us yet.
