Princess Raccoon(2005) (オペレッタ狸御殿 Operetta tanuki goten)

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 Take one very large Noh plot pot. Fill with 25xlog(2) liters pure distilled waters
of Kabuki. Add the following ingredients, finely chopped. Waiting for Godot by
Samuel Beckett, The Rocky Horror Picture Show, FLCL (Fooly Cooly), The Wall by Pink
Floyd, Singing in the Rain, Repo Man, Mikado by Gilbert and Sullivan, House of
Flying Daggers with Zhang Ziyi, Three Penny Opera by Bertholt Brecht and Kurt
Weill, and finally Nichijou i.e. My Ordinary Life in North America. For flavor, add
a dash of Rap, a few sprigs of Broadway musicals, tablespoon of Brazilian samba,
a touch of tap dance, a measure of African Tribal, pinch of Hawaiian War Chants,
a few Classical Operas, a measured cup of Andrew Lloyd Webber (don't overdo), some
50's Doo Wop, sprinkle of Rock'n'Roll, and one Frog of Paradise. Simmer on very low
heat for at least 24 hours, hand stirring every 15 minutes. Serve warm.
Princess Raccoon tastes the same. Prince Amechiyo is banished by his father Lord
Momoyama of Carasa Castle. Wandering alone in the wilderness, the Prince sees
Princess Raccoon and falls deeply in love with her, but then the father interferes
because their love detracts from his beauty. The Prince then must search for The
Frog of Paradise to cure his Princess of her love wounds. And everything goes
downhill from there. Pure comedy of tragedy. Then the goddess speaks the defining
lesson of this story, “Love transforms Grief into Joy!”
A masterpiece of kitsch and other assorted flavors.
Highly recommended for aficionados, artists, and art critics, and all others who
slow down on the freeway to view car wrecks. You say that you are open minded? Well
we will see, won't we? Humans and Raccoons should never fall in love!!!

This work is a live action filming of a stage production and
it most certainly is not for everyone. Your capacity for strangeness will be stretched
to the breaking point. But if you are an artist or art critic, you might like it.

Folcwine P. Pywackett