This is highly symbolic.
A while back I got interested in Japanese gangster films and discovered the work of Seijun Suzuki, who is a flippin’ genius of sorts.
“Pistol Opera” is a completely deranged flick — take a pound of Godard, add Fellini to taste, and serve on a bed of Japanese weirdness.
Stray Cat is the No. 3 assassin in the Guild. For some reason she’s supposed to take out No. 1, Hundred Eyes.
That’s about it for the plot. If it’s a story you want, go buy a set of Dickens.
Stray Cat goes about her bidness, which involves masturbation, death in a swimming pool, a little girl with a lantern, sitting on a love seat in a driveway with another equally bizarre lady, dancing around with little guys in diapers, and other important hired killer activities.
Stray Cat, interrupted by the Diaper Guys.
Occasionally an extremely irritating solo trumpet on the soundtrack interrupts the flow of strangeness.
This flick makes no sense, so don’t try. Just sit back and let it happen.
Two breasts, briefly. Hot assassin. Oddball with cane. Gunfight in the Bamboo Grotto. Japanese opera. Toy guns. Little dudes in diapers. Gratuitous artsy-fartsiness (see below) that works.
Three and a half coils. (Half off for the trumpet.) Check it out.
Coiled Pleasures 