Reviewed by Donald Richie Kono is a dropout in the big city. He runs uppers and downers and talks his sidekick, Takase, into joining him. He has met this girl, Nanae, an illustrator as hopeless as they are, and all three decide to party a little. This is all that happens, but just beneath the deadpan surface of this ferocious first feature is as devastating a criticism as the cinema has in some time dealt consumerist Japan. As for the boys, one can barely get out of his rented room because of the piled up comic books and the other is busy doing his hair.
Nothing resonates and nobody cares.
Well, the director cares and here draws a perfect picture of pathological aimlessness, coreless kids without a clue. He gives not one word of advice, casts not even a glance of blame just shows his pathetic people letting it all hang out. But at the end, when the two boys miss their stop because they are engrossed in a manga comic, even he has had enough and stops the film. International Herald Tribune, April 17, 1998.