this isn't about "love" it's about sexual obsession. trakt ratings are never accurate for movies made for cinephiles.

It is lacking. I was compelled to stop watching after 30 mins. The plot made little sense and lacked complexity. The cinematography was uninspired. The acting did not seem credible at all. I fell no purity in emotion emanating from aforementioned avenues that will lead me to believe that it was love even in the vaguest of definitions of the word. There was a great deal of graphic sex but that is not all that makes a film in my opinion. Based on the true story some layers could have been added to the affair and the story to bring understanding the world that the director would have us delve into.

i'd like to have my 1h and 45 minutes back because what the fuck

To put it bluntly, it was Pasolini and Nagisa Oshima who elevated pornography to an art form. "Ai no Corrida" is a film based on the crazy scandal of a Japanese woman, Sada Abe, who was obsessed with sex. The film is a masterful depiction of sex, and in the uncensored version, viewers will be surprised to find that the sex acts in the film are no different from those in pornographic videos. Some may be put off by the scenes of pubic hair, semen, and lewd displays of genitalia, male and female. However, it is questionable to dismiss the film's unusual artistry on that basis alone. No one can fail to notice that the sex scenes depicted in "Ai no Corrida" are ten thousand times better than those in the erotic "Species". Nagisa Oshima is by far a more aesthetically pleasing director than Akira Kurosawa, and he could have made any number of films that ordinary people would enjoy watching. His talent is unwavering, and this sex-documentary style masterpiece is unique in Asia.

The original title of the film is Ai no Korîda

I never thought I would watch this film to the end. Then I did. It took so many days and lots of interrupting. As the story reached its very end, I was in shock. I sweated all over and had to stay on the floor for 10 minutes. Call me gullible or whatever. No movie had ever left me in this state. I cannot bring myself to watch it again for the commentary, interviews, or deleted scenes. I thought I was ready for any kind of movie, even the Hannibal Holocaust, which left me with a feeling of stark disgust. But not this. This is different. It was shot in a way that some could call beautiful, but I would not say it. One can ask me if I had known what it would be like in the first place, would I still watch it? I say that is unanswerable.