Sometimes it doesn't matter what language a film is made in. One such film is the Japanese film Versus. That's not because the film is so profound that it surpasses language... or any other arty-farty reason. The reason the language doesn't matter is because the film is so mad that the dialog just confuses you. It's best to just watch it and accept that you aren't going to understand what's happening.
There is plenty to watch in the absence of anything resembling a coherent plot. That's another point of confusion; there are lots of things thrown in: guns, zombies, knives, gangsters, swords, zombies, two guys in a car who seemed even more disconnected than everything else, more swords, vampires (maybe), lots more guns, a variety of martial arts, lots of blood, holes blown through people and a girl.
Total mayhem. I quite enjoyed it though.
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