S&M Hunter is a kind of bondage superhero who has a talent for tying up women in configurations that leave them helplessly aroused. When the all-girl gang, The Bombers, kidnap a man to use as their personal sex slave, S&M Hunter accepts the mission to infiltrate The Bombers’ hideout and show them the ropes.
September 7th, 2011 by Swabbin DeBoner
Directed by Shuji Kataoka
Shiro Shimomoto – S&M Hunter
Yutaka Ikejima – Dungeon Master
Hiromi Saotome – Meg
Ayu Kiyokawa – Machi
Bunmei Tobayama – Joe
Akira Fukuda – Jack
Noami Sugishita – Maria
DISCLAIMER: If you’re just looking for a movie to spank it to, move along. This film contains no full-frontal nudity, no penetration, and no money shots. That being said, if you’re looking for a quirky, interesting adult (yes, despite not having those three elements, it is still very much ADULT) flick that has an actual plot and more than just a hint of the absurd, you can’t do any better. This movie has everything: a jazzy old-school porn score, awesome Japanese rope bondage, a crazy bitch putting on a Nazi uniform in front of a waving Nazi flag, and topless arm-wrestling…with knives!
The story itself is as old as time. Gay man’s boyfriend is kidnapped by crazy all-female sex-gang, gay man goes to S&M dungeon to take out his frustration by whipping women, proprietor introduces gay man to Japanese rope bondage superhero…wait, what? Yes, friends, that is the plot of this movie. Joe goes to “The Pleasure Dungeon” to hit women because a gang of women kidnapped his boyfriend in order to force him to have sex with them. The proprietor of the dungeon senses that Joe has a problem (and also realizes something is wrong when he has no desire to sleep with the woman he just spent several minutes whipping) and introduces him to the S&M Hunter, a man who is so good at rope bondage that he can tie a woman up and play her like an instrument. By the way, thay’s not a euphemism. His first order of business is to tie up the woman that Joe just paid to whip in such a way that he can twang one of the ropes like a bass string and cause her to erupt with pleasure. He wears an eye-patch with a skull on it and a preacher’s collar, and the woman he tied up was dressed like a nun for some reason. I’m sure there’s a deep symbolism there, but I couldn’t tell you what it is. I don’t know if the S&M Hunter is magic or just really awesome with rope bondage, but he can toss a rope and have a woman tied up in no time flat. Gives new meaning to the term “throwing ropes,” no?
So Joe, S&M Hunter, the owner of the dungeon, and the nunstitute (prostitute dressed as nun) go on a journey through the woods to the hideout of The Bombers (that’s the name of the female sex gang) in order to save Joe’s boyfriend, Jack. Why did everybody have to go? That’s a damn good question. In fact, once they reach a certain point S&M Hunter tells them to stay there and he goes on alone, which prompts the dungeon owner to wonder aloud as to why it was necessary for them all to go with him in the first place. I have to stop myself here because otherwise I’d wind up giving you a play-by-play, and I really don’t want to do that. It’s boring for me, it ruins the movie for you, and it doesn’t actually tell you anything except how the movie goes down. No fun. Instead, I’m going to give more examples of how great/insane this movie is. Let’s see…in the first three minutes, it is insinuated that most large manly football players are gay, and the owner of the dungeon sings a line about how much homeless people stink. During the introduction of the S&M Hunter, Joe asks the dungeon master if he can make any woman obey him, to which the DM responds “Even if Hulk Hogan were a girl, she’d be his slave.” I’m assuming that the implication is that if Hulk Hogan were female he’d be exactly the same, just with lady parts (a terrifying image to be sure), but either way it’s a great quote. I also got a kick out of the dungeon master making the sign of the cross while saying se-men.
The movie is short, clocking in at almost exactly one hour, but it has more story than some of the three-hour epics that I’ve reviewed. It has a lot of really great shots, which isn’t surprising in the realm of Japanese erotica, but doesn’t come up very often in American pornography. Which isn’t to say that American pornography is bad, cinematographically, but when I say an American porno has “great shots,” I don’t mean that they’re well composed and show a good interplay between light and dark. I generally mean “damn, did you see how he plastered her face with that shot?” It’s strange watching a movie like this. I don’t particularly enjoy S&M as a sexual enterprise, but I can certainly understand the appeal. Of all the various S&M sub-cultures, Japanese rope bondage is by far the most interesting to me. It’s meticulous, it’s deliberate, and the person getting tied up becomes a living, writhing work of art.
This is a huge departure from the movies I usually review, which are generally fast and dirty hardcore flicks with long sex scenes. Hell, in this movie, the main conflict is resolved at just past the half-way point (35 minutes). I’ve seen pornos with sex scenes that took longer than it did to save Jack from the sex gang. But that’s the point, isn’t it? This isn’t a hardcore movie, it’s a soft-core film that’s driven by story. Part of the allure is due to Japanese censorship laws. You see, in Japan, you are unable to show pubic hair or genitalia, and as a result filmmakers have to get creative. Creativity is something that’s sorely lacking in American porn. When you’re free to show all the cooch you want, you don’t have to be subtle. Japanese filmmakers don’t have this luxury. They have to hide the dirty parts, and they go to some pretty interesting lengths to do so. A strategically placed leg, a blurry head in the foreground, even a crack in a pane of glass can be used to hide the parts of the female anatomy that would have either gotten this movie banned outright, or forced the filmmaker to add an unsightly mosaic over the offending areas. I did find myself wishing that the censorship laws in Japan had been more lax, but only because I like seeing the sushi. In the context of this movie, I didn’t mind it at all. Had they (the filmmakers) been able to actually show full-on sex, this movie would have wound up being at least twice as long, as there were many opportunities for great sex scenes. I don’t think it would have detracted from the movie, but it would certainly have changed the feel of it.
I wholeheartedly recommend this movie. Not as a way to to relieve, erm, tension, or as a way to get rid of excess fluids, but as a fun romp with a good soundtrack, some cute girls, and all the crazy Japanese rope bondage you can handle. Have you ever wanted to see a woman tied into a giant spiderweb that gets tighter every time a rope is cut? Of course you have! Well, now’s your chance.
— Swabbin’ DeBoner