Kamikaze Girls (2004)

You squint your eyes and let every color become light. You think of a Bildungsroman with the Clockwork Orange crew, except that this time everything is overly sweet, and even the violence of the music is, syrup like, enjoyed as just another moment in the joyous struggle against the world. There is something immanently perverse here, but perhaps the perversion is here played on us with four hands, delivering us at the end to a pure game of wiggling and laughing—where everyone—as a good player or conspirator—is invited. It is really just about telling stories, of one girl, two girls, some mafia, some small town—and a playful display of images that are the story itself, just like pastel-colored words.

4 stars.