
“A ferocious man sleeps here.”
Murakawa, a Tokyo yakuza tiring of gangster life, is sent by his boss to Okinawa along with a few of his henchmen to help end a gang war, supposedly to mediate between two warring clans. He finds that the dispute between the clans is insignificant and whilst wondering why he was sent to Okinawa at all, Murakawa’s headquarters are bombed and he and his gang are ambushed.
This film feels like a sun-drenched, melancholic dream punctuated by shocking bursts of violence. It's a gritty, existential meditation on a life of crime, infused with a peculiar, deadpan humor. The mood is both weary and strangely playful, a stark and beautiful descent into fatalism.
















