Right, if you're familiar with the basic history of Guinea Pig: Flowers of Flesh and Blood", you probably know the story: Charlie Sheen saw this film in a party, thought it was an authentic snuff-film, carried it off to the authorities, who spent much time (and presumably many tax-dollars) investigating it and coming to the conclusion that it was indeed "only a movie".
The morale and conclusion of the tale: Sheen was "winning" as usually (meaning: he was probably flying as high as a kite) and that there's the distinct need for the FBI to introduce IQ-tests before hiring their staff. Otherwise they would have thrown a glance at "Guinea Pig", determined that it's fake after roughly three minutes and thrown the drug-addled actor back unto the street (alternatively booking him for possession and DUI). If the obvious jelly and plastic replicas, obviously fake blood, the various camera angles and the dialogs performed by a painfully obvious actor still wouldn't have been an indication: watching the "Making-Off" would have indefinitely helped to shorten the FBI's "investigation".
The "plot" of the actual movie is not even half as amusing as the real-life tale: man dressed in a plastic samurai-helmet kidnaps young, beautiful woman, drugs her, cuts off her limbs, eventually decapitating her, plucking out an eye from the disembodied head, sucking on the eyeball with cross-eyed excitement before adding the body parts to his "collection"; the perpetrator then drives off, searching for a new "victim". End credits.
Granted, the effects are not bad at all; precise craftsmanship as we came to expect from a Japanese production, but never so realistic that it could fool anybody with good healthy eyes and half-a working brain. As such, it's less of a "real" film but rather a prank, a hoax and a display of special-effects craftsmanship.
So, whom could I recommend this film to? Well, for one, sadists and jaded gorehounds who are one step away from searching for snuff-films on the internet. Secondly, people interested in good special-effects without the aid of a Hollywood-budget and to pranksters who would show it at parties, trying to determine which of their invited friends are gullible idiots.
The film itself has no other merits.
Now, all that's left to do is to wait until Hollywood films the story of "Guinea Pig: Flowers of Flesh and Blood", possibly a satire in the vein of Tim Burtons "Ed Wood"; possibly starring Sascha Baron Cohen as Charlie Sheen, in case the real deal happens to be "incapacitated".
The morale and conclusion of the tale: Sheen was "winning" as usually (meaning: he was probably flying as high as a kite) and that there's the distinct need for the FBI to introduce IQ-tests before hiring their staff. Otherwise they would have thrown a glance at "Guinea Pig", determined that it's fake after roughly three minutes and thrown the drug-addled actor back unto the street (alternatively booking him for possession and DUI). If the obvious jelly and plastic replicas, obviously fake blood, the various camera angles and the dialogs performed by a painfully obvious actor still wouldn't have been an indication: watching the "Making-Off" would have indefinitely helped to shorten the FBI's "investigation".
The "plot" of the actual movie is not even half as amusing as the real-life tale: man dressed in a plastic samurai-helmet kidnaps young, beautiful woman, drugs her, cuts off her limbs, eventually decapitating her, plucking out an eye from the disembodied head, sucking on the eyeball with cross-eyed excitement before adding the body parts to his "collection"; the perpetrator then drives off, searching for a new "victim". End credits.
Granted, the effects are not bad at all; precise craftsmanship as we came to expect from a Japanese production, but never so realistic that it could fool anybody with good healthy eyes and half-a working brain. As such, it's less of a "real" film but rather a prank, a hoax and a display of special-effects craftsmanship.
So, whom could I recommend this film to? Well, for one, sadists and jaded gorehounds who are one step away from searching for snuff-films on the internet. Secondly, people interested in good special-effects without the aid of a Hollywood-budget and to pranksters who would show it at parties, trying to determine which of their invited friends are gullible idiots.
The film itself has no other merits.
Now, all that's left to do is to wait until Hollywood films the story of "Guinea Pig: Flowers of Flesh and Blood", possibly a satire in the vein of Tim Burtons "Ed Wood"; possibly starring Sascha Baron Cohen as Charlie Sheen, in case the real deal happens to be "incapacitated".