Truly one-of-a-kind stop-motion madness, with a tone and setting unlike anything else I've seen. Balances lighthearted comedic silliness and grim, disgusting body horror in such a way that it simply needs to be seen to be believed. Junk Head basically takes the megastructure of Blame! and fuses it with the dark gothic fantasy creature design of a Guillermo del Toro flick, to wonderfully bizarre heights. Gets a little grating on the ears after awhile seeing as every characters speech pattern is comprised entirely of groans, mumbles, and shrieks instead of anything resembling a human language, and the film drags on quite a bit — choosing the scenic route through its weirdo post-apocalyptic world instead of taking the necessary steps towards any sort of satisfying conclusion — but as a whole, Junk Head is a beautifully macabre film beamed straight out of the mind of one guy — eventually aided by a team of helpers — over the course of a decade (Mad God comparisons are a given, even if this is way more palatable (and frankly better) than Phil Tippett's impenetrable work), and created without anyone holding him back. Thank you Takahide Hori, I WILL be watching the pre-sequel as soon as I can.
Truly one-of-a-kind stop-motion madness, with a tone and setting unlike anything else I've seen. Balances lighthearted comedic silliness and grim, disgusting body horror in such a way that it simply needs to be seen to be believed. Junk Head basically takes the megastructure of Blame! and fuses it with the dark gothic fantasy creature design of a Guillermo del Toro flick, to wonderfully bizarre heights. Gets a little grating on the ears after awhile seeing as every characters speech pattern is comprised entirely of groans, mumbles, and shrieks instead of anything resembling a human language, and the film drags on quite a bit — choosing the scenic route through its weirdo post-apocalyptic world instead of taking the necessary steps towards any sort of satisfying conclusion — but as a whole, Junk Head is a beautifully macabre film beamed straight out of the mind of one guy — eventually aided by a team of helpers — over the course of a decade (Mad God comparisons are a given, even if this is way more palatable (and frankly better) than Phil Tippett's impenetrable work), and created without anyone holding him back. Thank you Takahide Hori, I WILL be watching the pre-sequel as soon as I can.
