Akumu tantei

Shinya Tsukamoto directs and plays the bad guy in this supernatural thriller, and even though I liked it pretty much, it doesn't stand up well against his other classics. People are dying horrible bloody suicides which seem connected to a recent cell phone conversation they had with a person identified as "O". A beautiful female detective takes over the case, and meets up with a guy that has the ability to enter other people's dreams. Not a novel or original story idea by Tsukamoto, but it's still pretty interesting. When the lady detective makes a call to "O" which dooms her, she calls upon the nightmare detective to enter her dreams and save her. I see a sequel to this movie is in post production, and I hope it's better than the original. Seems kind of funny to me that Tsukamoto is making a sequel to this one, but who knows? From any other director on this subject matter, the movie would probably be a flop, but being Tsukamoto, he adds enough suspense and some gory suicides to make it interesting.

The premise of "Nightmare Detective" is very interesting:A Japanese detective investigates two mysterious and very bloody suicides,somehow connected as the two victims dialed "0" on their mobiles moments before their death.The detective comes to learn of a man who has the supposed ability to manipulate people's dreams and if the case is going to be solved the detective succumbs to the realization that she must dial the mysterious "0" herself..."Nightmare Detective" is the film about dreams,alternate realities and suicides in Japan.The viewer will be trapped in a myriad of dreams within dreams and alternating worlds.Too much shaky camera movements sometimes irritated me,but the visuals are splendid and the suicides are quite disturbing with lots of blood spilled.As a fan of Tsukamoto's unique visions I wasn't disappointed with "Nightmare Detective".

You know a "horror" movie is just "ok", at best, when, an hour and fifteen minutes into the movie you start thinking, this movie would be a lot better with more character development. I know there are 2 sequels, so maybe the characters get a bit more "meat" on them in those sequels. But as for this one I found myself not caring about any of the characters. For me, in order for a horror movie to be good, you gotta care for at least one of the characters. Here, I just didn't. Even towards the end when they did decide to, barely, delve into the characters backstory, it was just too little to late. At first I was thinking maybe it was just bad subtitles. But after reading other reviews, it sounds like everything was translated just fine and the movie itself was, as I already said, just ok. If I'm not invested in your characters in the first part, you can guarantee I won't have any desire to see the sequels.

People are committing suicide in bloody, messy ways, and the police are at their wit's end as to why. The deaths are somehow connected to a mystery man on the victims' cell phones. Getting desperate, the cops decide to broaden their investigation, and enlist the services of the titular psychic.

NIGHTMARE DETECTIVE is yet one more example of inventive, bizarre horror from Japan. It starts out with some familiar cell phone insanity, quickly morphing into something completely different. Blurring the line between dreams and reality, ND pays homage to the classics while remaining original...

For some reason I anticipated a noir work here or the perversion of it, a Lynchian narrative where dreams are the scene of the crime. It didn't bother me that it's not, but it did bother me that it's a hodge podge of ideas.

Most of all it stands out as a Paprika played out as a cop thriller, sometimes a J-horror, even rarely a Tsukamoto film. It's weird but half- or ill-formed, not in the sense that we're watching an elipsis where details are absent of explanation as part of a design, but in the sense that it wasn't really thought out or it was believed the concept of a serial killer visiting his victims in their sleep would carry it. We even get the mandatory scene where the cop heroine fights to stay awake and is terrified to realize she isn't. This is the first letdown, that Tsukamoto doesn't realize he's in a whole other league than Wes Craven.

Often with Tsukamoto the ideas he presents are largely frameworks, explorations in a general direction. He doesn't probe deeply but what appeals to me is the fascinating artifice of that exploration, the frame itself. This one has a cheap TV look and an annoying overabundance of whip zooms in and out of convalescent images, again for no apparent reason.

The ending, as with the parting shot of Vital, is rather marvellous though. Against a meaningless universe, lives without purpose or direction, Tsukamoto gives us a collage of small intimate moments. The bittersweet nature of this final hold against the existential void, is that what he offers us is memory, the empty shell of something come and gone played out for comfort in the mind.

Perhaps this reveals Tsukamoto's limitation as a filmmaker, in this and other films. It's great that he sees that far, into a vision of humanity which is further than most directors doing horror related work are capable of, it's a pity that he doesn't see further.