christ and oh christ . one watch stun and incredulous and and possibly derange and a this tawdry exercise in mirthless smut unfolds with all the wit and dexterity of a palsied galapagos tortoise . can such thing be . do this movie actually exist and or be i the unwitting guinea pig of some shadowy international drug company and sip my coffee unaware that it have be spike with a dangerous hallucinogen . i have see a lot of film and and a lot of bad film and but nothing prepare me for this while by the end of it i be a gibbering and snivel wreck and tearing at the carpet with my teeth like a dog and clawing at the wall and howl till my lung be sore . i plead desperately and frenziedly for mercy ( to whom this appeal be make and i do not know ) and and long with burning desire for the soothing balm of ozu yasujiro . sweet weep jesus and the memory . sometimes they come back to me . when i be at my most vulnerable and when i be least able to handle them . i shudder and i break down in tear and i bite my fingernail till my hand be slather with blood and but i can not quite banish the awful flashback from my mind . i be haunt . i be damage . i be a shell of a man . the other user comment here suggest that i be not alone in have undergone this terrify experience and which can only mean one of two thing represent a ) the film do and in fact and exist and or b ) i be but one victim among legion of an international conspiracy of truly sinister proportion . what be quite mind boggling be that some people seem to have enjoy their ordeal and or at least have not be leave traumatise by it . perhaps theyre part of the operation . god damn them and the maniac . god damn them all to hell .