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Japanese Sex Comedy R100 Warns Nobody Is Old Enough to See It

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Hitoshi Matsumoto’s R100 takes its name from the Japanese rating system, which proceeds thusly: R15, safe for fifteen-year-olds; R18, safe for adults; and now, Matsumoto’s invented category, which, depending on a centenarian’s ticker, could refer to either a calming montage of pigeons or a gonzo sex comedy. If you guessed the latter, you guessed correctly.

The film follows a grieving single father (Nao Ohmori) who hires an s&m
service with an unusual contract: For one year, its latex-clad beauties will surprise the submissive pervert whenever they want, without warning — even if he says stop. They whip him at work, drown him in park fountains, and beat him in vans.

His package includes the Gobble Queen (not as sexy as it sounds), the Saliva Queen (that goes double), and a sushi-hating mistress who smashes his nigiri, much to the chef’s chagrin. Matsumoto is only 51 — barely half the required age — which might explain why R100 is unexpectedly restrained. There’s no nudity, and during Ohmori’s frequent climaxes, we merely see his pupils dilate and ripples radiate from his face like steam. Even the cinematography is sepia. You’d expect more yucks from the country that bequeathed tentacle porn unto the world.

The most unnerving thing in it is a boiling tea kettle that screams for what feels like five minutes. Still, that doesn’t stop Matsumoto from periodically halting the film for a framing device where a room of censors evaluate what we’ve seen. When one gripes about plot holes, which Matsumoto has
redefined as an ironic virtue, a defender
insists, “The director said people wouldn’t understand this film until they’re 100 years old.” Born in 1915? Clue us in on the
subtext of the sexy ninjas.

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