乱行 (1967)

A professional hitman, turned against the world that made him and sensationalizes what he does, kills in the hope to one day take back pieces of his past. It's a world void of connections, trust or meaning, embroiled by fleeting encounters with fugitive women, who along with the other usual croutons sprinkling similar films of the time - diversions and subversion, greed and hijinks, the nameless political element, egalitarian dreams coming up against walls of economy - make a Wakamatsu salad where every ingredient has its untold price that everyone will be made to pay.