A copy of subtitles has been scavenged for since the dawn of this film. I prefer the lack of words to be honest. It creates a false sense of security and births tension so thick that you could cut it with a knife. Had video art films had commentary explaining what each shot means and forcing you to interpret it one way, the mysticism would be gone. The unknown is much more satisfying, pointed out by Fox's comment on La Cabina. If Unearthed Films ever decides to release this film, the subtitles should be turned off by default.
The plot in a nutshell is a home video tape of an amateur porn shoot in which an ugly ass Asiatic woman (with Dolphin teeth) gets picked up for a home video. It starts off normal enough with the trademarked Japanese mosaic covering the genitals, but then they begin to sodomize her and practice Japanese rope bondage. She doesn't take too kind to this and leaves for the bathroom. Upon entrance, she is hit upon the head with a bat and tied up to star in her greatest - and last performance.
In the arsenal of graphic imagery at hand, there comes many new-comers to cinema in general. Such infamous scenes as the potato peeler scene populate Niku Daruma. A male fucks a drugged woman while she becomes a multiple amputee. Her screams were voted to be cut short by swift way of potato peeler to her tongue in graphic and shocking detail. A hole is cut in her stomach then fucked by the male porn star only to ejaculate a crude mix of sex fluids and blood. The scenes of violence are aided with the hand of the sound of her curdling cries choking on blood. The real question is, would you except death for pleasure?
Think Flowers of Flesh & Blood but sleazier. Niku Daruma will undoubtedly leave a horrendous taste in your mouth. Tamakichi "Anal" Anaru has transformed shoddy directing into a disgusting art form, not quite on the scale of visual performance pieces but a perfected Jess Franco technique, though shocking to the touch.
Niku Daruma has nauseated people across the globe (that is, if they can find it). This film has inspired some truly pathetic talent such as horrorcore rapper Sutter Kane (from Carpenter & Lovecraft). His newest album is called Cyco: The Snuff Reels. I'd prefer to avoid this material. In any case, this film has received some less-than-favorable reception, but then again, most people that watch these films always seem to miss the depth and beauty of sex & death. It would be reasonable to say I have an aesthetic fascination of such topics.