When '80s Northern boys hooked up with a pair of disco and hip hop gods

Clint's back at his directorial best with a lean, mean adaptation of Dennis Lehane's gripping crime novel

Somewhat premature best-of includes rarities and music from Japan-only release Superpinkmandy

More of the best various-artist releases

Five CDs,little remorse,strictly for the committed

Unsatisfactory smattering by genius Memphis quartet/trio, the acme of twisted'70s power pop

From Shohei Imamura—one of several 'legendary Japanese masters' none of us have ever heard of—comes a genuinely surreal fable of a man searching for hidden treasure who finds a complex erotic gush-out with a lonely young woman who's turned on by water. It's often beautiful to look at, though the orgasmic writhing sections are unintentionally hilarious.

Gung-ho navy flyboys Willem Dafoe and Brad Johnson, disillusioned with America's half-hearted prosecution of the war in Vietnam, attempt to hurry the conflict to a conclusion by taking it upon themselves to bomb Hanoi. Hilarious macho nonsense from John Milius at his most demented, in other words.

A key tome in the lovers-on-the-lam canon, with uncredited mastershots from a fledgling Martin Scorsese, Honeymoon Killers is the tale of a bloated, psychotic nurse (Shirley Stoler—Divine meets Louise Fletcher), her oily Spanish lover (Tony Lo Bianco) and the various needy, neurotic, half-witted women they deceive and murder. Startling photography, am-dram performances, and deeply misogynistic.

Miami vice action caper overshoots