Stray Cat Rock: Sex Hunter
Meiko Kaji before Toei, leading a girl gang through Nikkatsu's coolest delinquent picture.
Toei's female delinquent films. Formally beautiful, thematically indefensible, often in the same shot.
A Japanese studio cycle, mostly Toei, concentrated in 1971 to 1974: female gang films combining pinku eiga soft-core content with yakuza-film structure and, in the best cases, extraordinary widescreen composition.
Girl Boss (Sukeban), Terrifying Girls' High School, and Female Prisoner Scorpion (1972 to 1973), which is better than the category it was made for.
Meiko Kaji is the face of all of it. The unblinking stare she does in Scorpion and Lady Snowblood is the most copied image in Japanese genre cinema, and it went into Kill Bill more or less intact.
These are exploitation films. Sexual violence is a recurring device and the camera is not neutral about it.
They are also films where a woman methodically destroys the institutions that abused her, made during a period of real Japanese student and feminist militancy, and shot with a formal ambition that has nothing to do with how they were sold. Shunya Ito's work on Scorpion in particular belongs in a different conversation than the marketing.
Neither of those cancels the other out.
The three Ito-directed Scorpion films. After he left, the series becomes ordinary very fast.
Meiko Kaji before Toei, leading a girl gang through Nikkatsu's coolest delinquent picture.
Suppressed by Toei for decades. Butoh dancing, an island, and total delirium.
Toei's red-coated killer cop, and the blueprint for every lone avenging woman after her.
Masumura, one set, three actors, and an ending that goes much further than expected.
Ito's second, and the most formally daring film in the whole category.
Norifumi Suzuki at full speed. Reiko Ike is the whole show.
Ito's last. Kaji drags a severed arm through Tokyo in the opening minutes.
The Japanese entry, and formally the most accomplished of them.
The naked snow swordfight. Everyone remembers it; the rest is decent Meiji melodrama.
The title is the pitch. Delivers on it with unusual formal care.
Sold as a women-in-prison quickie. Shot like an art film. Meiko Kaji barely blinks.
Where Kill Bill got most of its ideas, including the snow.