Based on Haruko Kashiwagi's popular comic, the film traces a group of high-school kids as they try to revive the school's shabby brass band, and also attempt to discover the reasons behind one of the members' weird habit: Yuriko Seryu (Beni Arashiro) goes sexually wild whenever she hears good music, and mauls the boys around her. . You can read more in Google, Youtube, Wiki
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Charley G (de) wrote: One of the best action flicks ever...count me among the Bourne Agains.
Tom R (it) wrote: Really interesting movie about the lawlessness of the UP state in India
Rangan R (ca) wrote: An independently produced from both the countries, Phillipines and United Kingdom which was selected to represent Britain at the 2013 Oscars. This crime-thriller is about a family's struggle and involvement in a crime affair. From the director of 'Cashback' another excellent and a different movie. When the movie 'Where God Left His Shoes' meets 'Armored', the 'Metro Manila' forms. But in a better way in every minute detail. With the beautiful dialogues and the performances the story makes you wonder how long it can drag. The value of sacrifice for the sake of the family's survive strikes with the unexpected twist. A farmer family who failed to harvest in large quantity gets a little value for what they got in the hands. The savings are not enough to invest for the next season. So the whole family, father, mother and two children decide to travel to the capital city to earn money. They struggle to get a place to stay in the threatening Manila city where it is crowded, polluted and illegal activities are soaring high. Being a farmer family, they are the easiest target to get cheated. Both the parents get a decent job till they come to know the reason behind their recruitment. And what comes after is the family's only chance to put a full stop for all the struggles for once.''You have more chances of seeing an alienthan winning the lotto.'' You know what impressed me in this movie, the reality. Everything I saw was like a documentary movie till the last quarter. In the last few minutes I realized that I am watching a movie. That is only because of the awesome twist and turn to end the story on a high note. From beginning to the end the narration was precisely defined about the life in Manila city, especially in the category of below poverty line. The honest was convinced me and so the great end with a line: I too want to save my family, but my plan was never based on a dream. One of the best dramas based on the innocent family. It won't try to convince you with the family sentiments, but stays true and unveils the brutality of the metro city which apply same proportion for any other metros in the world. A rare gem and won't be wrong to say it is a must see.
Tim H (gb) wrote: Diminishing returns. Just not as funny as the first two films. Its good that they stopped at 3.
Darryl K (nl) wrote: An interesting look at how Hitler actual got control of a country. The makers do a very good job looking at Hitler's past without making him a sympathetic character and without making him a comic book-like evil villain (that we know we are supposed to hate). It is limited in its scope by its "TV movie" production resources, but nevertheless does what it set out to do.
Mike G (mx) wrote: Typical murder mystery film, I did enjoy it however. I've been reviewing Mill Creeks Blu-Ray releases and most of them are mediocre or just pure garbage; however this one was intriguing, well for the first half of the movie anyways. Bruce Willis plays a psychologist that needs help himself after one of his patients that he's intimately involved with jumps out of a window, he goes to see another psychiatric friend of his in LA, to make a long story short his friend is murdered and he takes over a group of nuts after his death. I would recommend this movie, and I'm not sorry I bought this Mill Creek release; for $2.96 it was worth every penny.
Nick D (kr) wrote: A believable romatic comedy that portrays true love and consequences.
Paul F (it) wrote: The opening montage of [i]Primal Rage[/i] sets up the atmosphere of happy-go-lucky college life so ridiculously that you may think you've accidentally stumbled on a frathouse comedy. Watch as our hero bikes around the campus snapping pictures of all the smiling students! Look, they're aerobicizing! Someone's playing a trumpet! A group of zany kids are playing tug-of-war and--oh, no, some of them fell in the mud! An African band looks to be entertaining while educating about multi-culturalism, but we can't hear it because the happy pop ballad "Say the Word" is playing over everything! Oh my, isn't university life filled with fun and frolic and giggles and pony rides and moonlight make-out sessions? Why, I'll bet we'll have the time of our lives as we discover who we really are, even if we have to teach that cocky dean a thing or two! At no point during the first five minutes do you get the feeling that you're about to watch a monkey virus movie co-written by Umbero Lenzi, the man behind [i]Make Them Die Slowly[/i] and [i]Eaten Alive[/i]. So much for trying to build up that horror-movie tone. Our hero Sam (Patrick Lowe, not of the Los Angeles Lowes) is a campus photographer intent on discovering the secret of what's really going on in the University research facility run by the scatterbrained Dr. Etheridge (Bo Svenson). What's going on, we discover, is that Etheridge is on the verge of losing the funding he's getting for his extensive research on monkeytorture, and one of the caged baboons freaks out after having their skull opened and exposed to the dangers of science. I'll get back to the plot in a moment, what with all the monkeytorture and all, but I have to spend a paragraph on Bo Svenson's ponytail. It's just the saddest ponytail I've ever seen. It's barely an inch long, and it probably takes up less space on his head than a quarter, so it just sticks out like this pathetic attempt at being an old hippie. I've seen locks of hair in Capt. Lou Albino's beard wrapped up with rubber bands that were bigger. If you don't have enough hair to make a ponytail that looks halfway decent, don't grow a fucking ponytail. There's a lesson in this for everyone. Sam's kind of a wuss as a hero, so he sends in "gonzo journalist" pal Frank (Mitch Watson, who now writes cartoons) to sneak in during off-hours. Frank takes a lot of lewd photos of the monkeytorture, the baboon goes, um apeshit, bites Frank and runs off, only to get hit by a car. The monkey is dead, but the damage is done and the horrible monkeypox virus is on the loose. (For the record, Etheridge states that it's not a virus, but with that ponytail, I'm just not going to buy it.) While we wait for the virus to start taking effect and for Frank to start going rabid, sub-plots ensue. Sam starts up a romance with new girl Lauren (Cheryl Arutt) while Frank makes out with her roommate Debbie (Sarah Buxton) in order to eventually affect her with the virus as well. We learn all sorts of information about these people, like how Frank's parents are doctors, or how Debbie had to start college late because she had an abortion. It's kind of odd to see this sort of character development in a b-grade monkeypox film, but it's a nice change of pace--too bad it's not consistent. In addition to the four leads, there's a gang of three of the most ineffectual bullies I've ever seen. Their leader Lovejoy is first seen asking the girls for their phone numbers--when Sam pops up and makes fun of him, so he leaves. Next, he shows up at a tavern and woos the ladies with the can't-miss line "what do you say you and me do it?" when Frank comes up and kicks his ass. Meanwhile, his friends just laugh at him. They feel more like the annoying jerk in a PG-level kids' movie, and Doug Sloan plays Lovejoy so over-the-top that the performance feels like Jerry Lewis just walked into a Cassavettes film. It makes the ensuing plotline with the bullies even harder to take. The gang suddenly decides to turn into real bullies, kidnapping the now-infected Debbie and pushing her up three flights of stairs (!) to their dorm room--which apparently only has one bed. As though sensing the homoeroticism in the air, one of them suggests they all do her at once and begin disrobing. Strobe lights go on. Techno music plays. Debbie goes nuts. It's a completely bungled scene that manages to come off as corny when it's clearly trying to be brutal, and it's uncomfortable for all the wrong reasons. It's just a symptom, but the scene really encapsulates what's wrong with [i]Primal Rage[/i]. Plotwise, it's a scattershot mess, with sub-plots that go nowhere (Etheridge's lack of funding has nothing to do with what happens) and a tone that shifts all over the place. Director Vittorio Rambaldi (son of Carlo Rambaldi, who did the admittedly good special effects) doesn't seem to know if this set-up is supposed to be played tongue-in-cheek or not, and the goofy climax set at the University's Halloween costume ball just makes matters more confusing. It's a shame that it never finds a tone and sticks with it, because there's enough about [i]Primal Rage[/i] to like to make its' failures so much more obvious. The performances by the leads are generally good, the attacks are well-staged, and the characters manage to be slightly more than one-dimensional, so it's immediately in the top half of monkey-related horror films. It's just that it seems to be suffering from violent mood swings--especially in the music, which veers from Claudio Simonetti's speed-metal influenced orchestral tracks (that are clearly cribbed from his own [i]Dawn of the Dead[/i] score) to idiotic '80s power ballads without warning. It's wildly uneven, but [i]Primal Rage[/i] still manages to be passable for a night of Italian-influenced horror. It's certainly better than [i]Beyond the Door III,[/i] the [i]other[/i] Italian-influenced late '80s horror movie where Bo Svenson plays a professor--though at least [i]Beyond the Door III[/i] gives him a more fortunate hairstyle.
Grayson D (jp) wrote: Decent re-working of Renoir's Boudo, saved from drowning.
Christian C (br) wrote: Clever idea for a 15 minute short film is dragged out to a full-length feature. Not only does the gimmick get old fast, but the non-silent era stars don't have the chops to pull off expressive silent acting. I almost never laughed. At least the theater will be quiet enough for you to fall asleep during this dud.
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