It bored the arse off me. That's not because I was expecting a horror movie and didn't get one, although as it happens that's also true. (The girls play Kokkuri-san, but I reckon someone was moving the coin every time and there's no supernatural element at all.)

No, I got bored because the characters are uninteresting, no one gives the impression of having a goal and everyone just seems to be drifting apathetically through their lives. There's a lesbian angle. Occasionally, someone remembers or considers suicide. Two girls pressurise another against her will into playing Kokkuri-san, which would count as manslaughter in the films I've been watching recently. Everyone listens to a radio personality (Michiru) who says things like "boys our age appear to be childish" and claims to have great sexual experience, but in fact she's secretly one of our three heroines and telling a load of lies.

We hear this phone-in. "Well... I'll change my life. I'll have sex. I want to live like you." The caller wants to be like Michiru. Really? Leaving aside the question of this girl's sexual choices, I'm unconvinced of the wisdom of making Michiru a life goal.

The Kokkuri-san scenes can be creepy, even though this isn't a horror film. It's the questions the girls ask. "Tell me when Michiru dies." What the hell?

The polite term for this film is "arthouse drama". Only consider it if you feel like watching something slow-burning and unlikeable. It portrays romantic feelings and sex, but without suggesting that either will go well. Suicide never feels far away. I didn't give a damn about any of the characters, although perhaps I'm not supposed to. For what it's worth, this was supposedly Takahisa Zeze's break into mainstream cinema after he'd spent nearly a decade making pink films and earning the name of Heavenly King of Pink (along with Kazuhiro Sano, Toshiki Sato and Hisayasu Sato). Mainstream? Someone's definition of "mainstream" is not mine.