
2012 · Mika Ninagawa
How Helter Skelter has been received, argued over, and remembered.
In 2012 it was a tabloid event in Japan first and a film second — critics shrugged at the style-over-substance excess even as audiences flocked. A decade on, Letterboxd and Tumblr have reclaimed it as a cult favourite of the 'beauty is horror' canon, routinely name-checked alongside Perfect Blue and The Neon Demon.
The perennial fight: is Ninagawa's candy-coloured maximalism a razor-sharp critique of the beauty industry, or just gorgeous indulgence in the very surfaces it claims to skewer?
It lives on as a screencap: the saturated pinks, the eyeballs, the collapsing-idol imagery are moodboard staples endlessly reblogged in 'female rage' and girlblogger corners of the internet, often by people who haven't seen the film.
A cult climber — semi-obscure to general audiences but a 'you must have seen this' password within the online aesthete crowd that treats it as sacred text.