Beetle Queen Conquers Tokyo
Time Out says
As a film, it’s structurally poor, incidentally rich. Given its low-fi visuals and subtitled Wikipedia-level Shinto philosophising, it’s probably best viewed as a curious, vaguely Herzog-ian, cultural travelogue rather than a candidate for an Imax experience for school outings. There’s no authorial voice and the narrated historical context – on Buddhist reverence, haiku poetry, paddy-field eco-systems, the peculiar Japanese fascination for the miniature and precise – is strangely intermittent and impersonal.
But, as we tour insect emporia, pore over the case-and-pin outfitters, meet the breeders, collectors, catchers and rearers and go into the night in search of flies – fire and dragon –there is fun and instruction to be had, most of it, it must be said, deriving from the resourceful, caught ‘on-the-wing’ camcorder work of Sean Price Williams.