It seems that Kitano wants to make a new film. He is unsure of himself… only gets four words into the title (in a hasty typeface) before giving up.
He tries a bunch of different genres:
But none of them are working out. It’s all been done before.
Wait… what about a comedy with a girl, her mother and a duck puppet?
Yes! Kitano is triumphant… he shall film this comedy!
Throw in some more characters… a cross-dressing mad scientist and his giant robot:
Aaaaand we’re off:
But wait, things are starting to fall apart. The film crew is spotted, effects and costumes and backgrounds are revealed to be artificial. The narrative is making no sense.
Finally a series of giant explosions destroy it all… the comedy, the genre stories, all the Kitano identities and characters and false sets!
The title! Glory! No uncertainty anymore!
Kitano’s final diagnosis:
