Mjeteconer Just perfect...

UnowPriceless hyped garbage

Intcatinfo A Masterpiece!

Nayan Gough A great movie, one of the best of this year. There was a bit of confusion at one point in the plot, but nothing serious.

gavin6942 A brutal Los Angeles police Lt. (Charles Bronson) is determined to bust up an organization that forces underage girls into prostitution.The movie marks the ninth and final collaboration between Bronson and director J. Lee Thompson. Beginning with the movie "St. Ives" in 1976, their partnership spanned nearly thirteen years. I am sad to say they did not end on a high note.Although there are good parts of the film, it lacks an overall punch. The opening scene, busting in on a prostitute and her john, that grabs your attention. But then it becomes a film that tends to stereotypically anti-Japanese. I'm sad to see Bronson's character suddenly dislike all Japanese because of an incident with his daughter.

TheAnimalMother With more holes than a sunken U-boat, and more cheese than a medium pizza, Kinjite still manages to entertain those who are fond of Bronson, or those who are fans of the more gritty action films of the era. The film has strong moments, but it also suffers at times from overly lazy dialogue, direction and overall storytelling, and it's hard to forget the painfully bad 80's music in this film. The fight scenes are also far from great, however there is enough grit, sleaze and action to make the film a worthy watch for many. The film is undoubtedly a fairly confused morality tale, or perhaps a morality tale within a confused society is the better way of describing it. In the end, the film does rely on a sort of karmic justice to satisfy it's audience, and to a decent degree, it works, at times however it just leaves us asking some very strange questions. Of other note, there is an early but very small appearance by Danny Trejo in the film, as well as a decent performance from a very young Nicole Eggert, as well as a strong performance by the little known but hard to take your eyes off of Amy Hathaway. Worth a look for some, but not to be touched with a ten foot pole by others. My rating... 5.5/10

Bolesroor Hey, here's a few questions for everyone who's seen "Kinjite Colon Forbidden Subjects"!Is it really possible to stick your hand up the skirt of a random woman on a crowded subway train, fondle her to orgasm and not get caught because she's too shy to say anything...? And have no one else on the train notice?If you're an American girl who has the same thing happen to her on a bus and you freak out, call the police, file a report and tell your cop dad Charles Bronson, why would you NOT say anything when the very man who molested you shows up in your living room?!?Would a black man really die after being dropped over a third-story balcony into a swimming pool? Even if he did, would his corpse- upon floating to the surface- somehow be that of a WHITE MAN who looks nothing like him? Were the filmmakers really unable to find a black stunt professional?Did the producers really give Bronson's police partner the old "I'm playing it safe so I can retire with a pension" storyline only to kill him violently in what was surely the most clichéd plot device in the history of motion pictures?!?Was Peggy Lipton playing a mute in this movie or simply mentally retarded? Does anyone know any reason WHY her character was included in the film?Why in God's name would Bronson- whose arch-enemy in the film is a notorious street pimp who deals only in underage girls- not go directly to see him after he is assigned the case of finding a missing underage girl?Did anybody else notice 16 year-old Amy Hathaway's puffy nipples popping through her flimsy red bathing suit while she seductively posed for pictures after her swim meet? Is this movie about the horrors of sexualizing children or some kind of recruitment film?Are we really supposed to believe that someone even as tough as Charlie B. could make another human being swallow a Rolex watch? Did anybody else see said watch slip clumsily into Bronson's over-sized blazer sleeve in the laziest sleight-of-hand botch ever recorded to film?If you were a little girl rescued from sex slavery would you tell the police afterward everything you know about the criminals in order to ensure their capture? Or would you encode your knowledge in a haiku and off yourself with a heroin overdose? If so, where would you get said heroin? Did the cops let her keep it as a souvenir of her joyful time as a sex slave?Does this movie really open with Charles Bronson sodomizing a pedophile with a twelve-inch electric dildo?Am I the only person who noticed that the priest was subtly suggesting that Bronson was over-reacting to his daughter's bus fondling because Bronson was actually in love/lust with his own daughter?!? And am I the only person that noticed Bronson AGREED with this theory?!? And that this storyline is never referenced again?!?Well, my friends, the answer to all these questions (and more) can be found in the mind-bogglingly bizarre movie "Kinjite: Forbidden Subjects." But beware... this movie may leave you with one or more scars and a lifetime of lingering perversions... and now if you'll excuse me I have to catch a Japanese subway for the high school swim meet.GRADE: C(And a note to my fellow IMDb reviewers: You do understand that this was a movie, right? Fiction? Entertainment? Save the moralizing and self-righteous indignation for events that Actually Happen. You know... in Real Life. And is it just me or does it seem like the same people who are most disgusted by child molestation and statutory rape the same ones who let their young daughters out of the house dressed like whores? And the same ones who have the secret stash of kiddie porn on their computer? Lighten up, people. It's a movie. The popcorn's on me.)

jaibo The final film of veteran British director J. Lee Thompson, and his ninth collaboration with Charles Bronson, is not the kind of film which wins critical plaudits. Ostensibly a genre piece sitting somewhere between neo-noir, police thriller and vigilante exploitation film, this is actually for the most part an intense and somewhat daring plunge into the murk of machismo, social hypocrisy and male violence against women, children and each other.Bronson plays Crowe, a Los Angeles cop heading for retirement who has developed a consuming passion to nail a local pimp, Duke, who specialises in teenage prostitution. Crowe begins at full throttle, torturing a businessman found engaging in sado-masochistic sex with a minor, it is implied by turning a large and forbidding dildo on him. Not surprisingly, Crowe worries when he gets home that he is becoming as bad as the scum he hunts, yet at home he seems more worried by the fact that his teenage daughter is now indulging in heavy-petting with boys her own age (Crowe's wife has a more liberal, tolerant attitude). In the meantime, the film is following the story of a Japanese businessman, Hiroshi, who is being schooled in Western ways (he must learn that some things are, in the West, "kinjite – forbidden subjects") whilst at the same time getting unhealthily interested in teenage girls. Early in the film, Hiroshi sees a nymphet being touched up on the underground, and with this incident he becomes sexually obsessed. Hiroshi is then posted, with his wife and two young daughters, to Los Angeles. By coincidence, not only does he drunkenly molest Crowe's daughter on the bus one night, sending Crowe into a racist frenzy, but also when Hiroshi's own daughter is kidnapped, raped, addicted to drugs and pimped by Duke, Crowe is the investigating officer. What follows is a somewhat genre-typical hunt for the girl, ending in the massacre of Duke's crew and the arrest of Duke (and also the suicide of the girl) but it never comes out that Hiroshi was the man who molested Crowe's daughter.The plot is as lurid, nasty and discomforting as could be imagined. What is remarkable is the way the script refuses the audience its usual comforting vigilante thrills. Crowe tortures, harasses, murders and generally turns the tables on the scum of the night, but he is clearly shown to be not that different from them himself. He is a racist and a chauvinist, and he comes very close to admitting that his protectiveness towards his daughter is not fatherly but something far more jealous, sexual and unhealthy. His propensity for anally violating his enemies should give any viewer pause for thought, and the end makes it clear that Crowe's form of "justice" has a sexual-sadistic governance – he ensures that Duke is locked in a cell with a rapist and will be used as a sexual slave throughout his incarceration. This finale is the film's most shocking and eye-popping moment, especially given the way in which the American prison system in general uses prisoner rape as a method of punishment and control in US jails. Kinjite – Forbidden Subjects seems to be nailing US justice as a mask of hypocrisy, which gets sadistic pleasure from meting out severe retribution in a country where formal hypocrisy covers the truth that the men who institute justice have, beneath their skins, the same desires as the pimps, paedophiles and perverts.Kinjite – Forbidden Subjects tells the story of three remarkably similar men – Crowe, Hiroshi and Duke – all of whom enact their part as alpha male individuals, aggrandizing themselves and demeaning women and children as chattels, subordinates and secondary citizens. This is not a film to make any liberal viewers happy – human life is seem as Darwinian and inherently corrupt – but it also radically challenges masculine self-perception, making it something more than the reactionary shoot-'em-up we might expect from the genre and this star. It just goes to show that radical cinematic visions crop up in the least expected places, most often in the films "respectable" critics would dismiss as kinjite – forbidden subjects