Speaking in a mesmerising cinematic language, Pleasures of the Flesh feels incredibly fresh on the senses. The narrative is pushed forward by a dark story of moral corruption involving unrequited love, murder in the name of love, humiliation and aimless wandering. 

But it’s the films style which keeps the viewer glued, a combination of never before seen shot compositions, followed by an editing to match and sometimes completely absent sound design. This, plus the inherent Japanese inner flame of the characters on screen, a sort of unending intense passion, coming either from the musicality of the language or the acting style.