Love Exposure! POSTPONED

LOVE EXPOSURE will be moved to a later DATE SORRY EVERYBODY

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NEXT Wednesday We've got Love Exposure. It's 4 hours. We're going to show all of it, but we're also going to have a back up plan for those who can't watch the whole thing. We might do a second night, or we might have other solutions in place. Email us if you have any questions. It's directed by the same person who directed suicide club. From http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/6466712/Love-Exposure-review.html

So much is going on in Love Exposure, a wonderfully berserk comedy from Japan, that it virtually defeats synopsis, but here goes. A preacher’s son called Yu (Takahiro Nishijima), though a sweet lad at heart, is driven to misbehave. His widowed father, tempted into a torrid but short-lived fling with a batty member of his flock, suffers a breakdown and demands daily confessions from his son, who at first invents minor wrongdoings, but soon finds himself committing them. Yu’s signature crime becomes the fetish of upskirt photography -- snapshots of girls’ knickers -- which is an art he perfects with ninja dexterity and a camera on a string, in a series of hilariously choreographed montages worthy of Michel Gondry. He goes about all this with a mechanical sense of duty, curiously unaroused, until one kick-ass young lady, who hates all men, arrives one day, and he has found his Maria.None of this explains why his destined sweetheart thinks he’s actually a black-cloaked female assassin called Miss Scorpion, but then Love Exposure offers four hours of positively Shakespearian plot contortion, all of them loopy. Poet-filmmaker Sion Sono, who made the controversial 2001 horror movie Suicide Club, may be some kind of gonzo genius, and he’s certainly one of the liveliest talents I’ve discovered all year: the movie’s invigorating discourse on sin, lust and love is propelled by a kind of Dionysian glee which keeps it airborne almost constantly. I promise you one thing: you will never hear a more goose-bumpy recital of Corinthians 13, in any language. I’m off to track down all of Sono’s films immediately.