A couple of trite, melancholy piano notes at a moment of breath-halting importance. Some weird sound effects digitally mixed with a toneless melody. Not that I'm looking for show-stopping musical numbers but silence would have been more preferable to some of the music. The facts of the film are not hand-fed to you. Just when you think you've got a grasp of the meaning, you watch the movie again and the meaning changes.
Nothing is made totally clear.
Japanese comprehension or not, Oshima is a bleeding genius. For those with limited Jap comprehension, I can affirm the movie is at least beautiful eye candy. The cinematography was awesome, making the best of Kyoto's classic landscape. Let's just say that for all the talk, there were surprisingly few actual sex scenes. In fact, the only scene in which Sozaburo actually ate tatami face down in the futon was quite brief and with a really nasty looking extortionist samurai dude.