[quote]Anyway, back to Rapeman. Okay, this guy is what ya might call a “rapist for hire”, a “rape contractor”, he’s the H.R. Block, the Fed Ex of rape. You might see him on a late night infomercial in Japan: “Hi, I’m Ying Tso Mao, and I’ll rape any whore for just 500 yen!” Like Clark Kent, he acts like a neurotic geek by day, and like Batman, lurks in the urban shadows at night in a black costume (actually it’s nothing more than fancy leather biker garb). Rapeman restrains selected women with a pair of spring powered handcuffs before delivering “the service”. His duties become a bit complicated when, for $5,000, he rapes the wife of a well-liked politician running in a massive Japanese election and finds himself entangled in a mob related government scandal. To avenge the woman he raped (huh?) and his savagely beaten manager, Rapeman joins forces with a sneaky female photographer to infiltrate one of the crooked candidate’s secret backroom appointments with a high level crime boss. The guy’s presidency is terminated, his career ruined, just seconds before election when a tape of the meeting is played on the P.A. system. Meanwhile, Rapeman violates his wife in the next room. The bad guys are brought down and our hero returns to the business of meat-shank hits.
I suppose that in an outwardly chauvinistic, morally vacant sense, the idea that someone would have either the cajones or the ignorance to make a film that portrays the act of rape as justifiable, sexy, or as funny as someone slipping on a banana peel, and then to portray a victim as grateful ("Oooooh, Rapeman!) is somewhat amusing to me. Although it’s extremely dumb and despite how it represents the sexual politics of Japanese people, Rapeman did make me laugh. I’m just glad it wasn’t made here.