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In the sense that much of South Korean cinema can be seen to be trying to borrow from other genres of Asian cinema, then Aachi & Ssipak is a Korean attempt to create the equivalent of a Japanese anime. (Aachi & Ssipak is one of the few Korean feature-length animated films. There have been a handful of others stretching back to the 1980s, although Korean animation studios have for years been outsourcing for various Hollywood production houses). Aachi & Ssipak comes with a deranged energy. It is a film that seems to be trying to be the anime equivalent of an underground comic-book and is determined to be way out there, offensive and trippy. The nearest equivalent might be to imagine something like a science-fictional version of early Ralph Bakshi works like Fritz the Cat (1971) or Heavy Traffic (1973). Director Jo Beom-jin is determined to be in audiences faces. You get the impression that Aachi & Ssipak has been made by a group of deranged coprophiliacs who are determined to rub our faces in it a constant obsession with shit and matters anal runs through the film, be it a satirical future where excrement has become the building block and indeed the currency that everything runs on, to a character that seems to have stepped out of a Blaxploitation film and seems obsessed with making anally-related pornographic films. (All of this does make one wonder what exactly runs through the minds of the creative talents behind the film. Although on second thoughts I am not sure if I do want to know). And outside of its scatological fixations, Aachi & Ssipak has a madly revved energy that hits at full speed and keeps going. The plot is constantly shifting between various factions with whiplash speed to the point it becomes difficult to tell what is going on. Added to the mix, there are numerous eruptions of ultra-violence and a whole heap of drug-induced hallucination scenes. Not to mention a number of satirical jibes at pop culture and other films a laxative commercial enacted by various Mickey Mouse lookalikes; a sequence that turns Misery (1990) into some kind of demented S&M porn film; the heroes and Jimmy turned into smutty look-alikes of Batman, Robin and Superman; a hallucinatory take on Aliens (1986); and snide jibes about Paris Hilton. Initially Aachi & Ssipak seems to be fuelled by a mad energy and a real out-there creativity. But about the 20 minute mark all the in-your-face determination to assault the audiences with taboo defiance and the constant shifting and sidetracking of the plot ends up exhausting you. Indeed at the film festival where I saw Aachi & Ssipak, it had the most audience walkouts of any film screening according to management. But then just when I was getting bored, suddenly by about the halfway point, Aachi & Ssipak started coming together dramatically. Jo Beom-jin demonstrates unexpected strengths in terms of directing animation action. (Indeed the animation throughout is of a surprisingly high quality). There are some exhilarating action set-pieces with the cyborg cop Geko taking on a whole horde of the Diaper Gang on and around a set of steps; the opening sequence where the Diaper Gang conduct an armed raid on an armoured vehicle and are despatched by Geko; and especially the climactic scenes with two mining cars racing through an underground complex with Beautiful stretched between them. Everything goes out on a standard anime-styled big mass destruction explosion. It is in these scenes that Aachi & Ssipak starts to work.
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