Sucker Punch, 2011 Warner Brothers, by Zack Snyder

This seems to be a graphic novel-flavored remake of One Flew Over the Coocoo’s Nest. The title and cover put me off to the point that I did not want to watch it. In the end I reasoned that the scantily clad violence would keep me awake.

The story is a three-layered psychological horror about parental and institutional abuse of young women. I won’t give away any of the genre blending story, just offer these hints: big-eyed Japanese anime chicks as Charlie’s Angels in a brothel; shogun gas giants; yellow-fever top gun babe; WWI Nazi zombie troopers; S&M commando nurse; a very wicked dragon; Viking princess machine-gunner; mafia medical techs; samurai catholic schoolgirl; knights; statuesque Russian madam/psychiatrist; ork bikers; and a smoking hot ball-turret gunner wearing not a lot…

With some voiceover lines like ‘Who sends the monsters to kill us, who drives us mad’, there is an attempt at a serious look at the human condition from the perspective of human property. But, for the most part, it’s a display of gorgeous killer chicks without which no modern action movie seems possible. If Sigmund Freud is still out there somewhere snorting his coke, I’d like him to explain that to me.