Now, I admit, I'm a bit late to the post it here. Originally planned for a February 8th on the ocassion of Kazuo Konaka's birthday, this review was on hold. But hey, better late than never, right? So, in honor of Mr. Konaka's birthday (and the power of bizarre cinema), let's raise a glass.
WTF in parts downright bonkers.
Imagine a mind-bending cocktail, swirling the religious fervor of "Love God" by Frank Grow (1997) with the anxiety of "We Await" (1996) by Charles Pinion, and throwing in a dash of "Videodrome" for worst measure. This sums up "Report on Latent Narcotic Substances in the Brain: Drugless" (1991). That's the fever dream of a film I never knew I needed until now. This fake documentary follows an "undercover" reporter as he infiltrates a secret society promising the ultimate high: unlocking a natural "drug" within the brain. As the lines between reality and delusion blur, the director himself becomes a casualty of his investigation, forced to reconstruct his shattered mind through a kaleidoscope of abstract visuals.
WTF in parts downright bonkers.
Imagine a mind-bending cocktail, swirling the religious fervor of "Love God" by Frank Grow (1997) with the anxiety of "We Await" (1996) by Charles Pinion, and throwing in a dash of "Videodrome" for worst measure. This sums up "Report on Latent Narcotic Substances in the Brain: Drugless" (1991). That's the fever dream of a film I never knew I needed until now. This fake documentary follows an "undercover" reporter as he infiltrates a secret society promising the ultimate high: unlocking a natural "drug" within the brain. As the lines between reality and delusion blur, the director himself becomes a casualty of his investigation, forced to reconstruct his shattered mind through a kaleidoscope of abstract visuals.