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Junk (1999) |
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The reasons are simple, it's poorly acted, poorly choreographed, poorly shot and edited, and furthermore has not one original concept of its own. Everything you expect to happen will happen, but executed in the worse way possible. The fact remains that if it were not for the purpose of this review I would not have made it to the end of its short, yet agonisingly slow running time. |
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The plot
is straight out of a 50's B-Movie, but whereas Wild Zero cranked up the
cheese and made light of it's plot, Junk has the audacity to take itself
seriously and it fails on every single level. While I am writing this
review a number of complaints are entering my mind in rapid succession.
Such is the sporadic nature of the film that it makes writing a cohesive
review difficult. |
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The emotional
core of Junk amounts to nothing more than immature sensibilities, it is
therefore unsurprising that the true goal of the film is not peace of
mind, but a fast car and money. And so we come to the one and only raison
d'etre of Junk - as a mindless action movie. And once more, even with
its isolated purpose, it still fails to impress with substandard special
effects and shoot outs that are not in the least bit exciting, the only
reason to watch becomes yet another reason not to. |
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Overall there is no real reason to see Junk other than to be aware that there are bad films being made in Japan. With the increasing influx of weird and wonderful films being imported Junk certainly goes some way in balancing out perceptions. Mixing elements of Reservoir Dogs and Day of the Dead but without any of the class, Junk can not even be classed as so bad it's good. It's just bad. |
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2001 -
2008 g.h.evans |