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He’ll slice a man’s tendon, watch him fall, then heal it — only to do it again. And again. And again. The victim’s screams become hoarse whispers. Kenji’s expression never changes. He’s not angry. He’s not sadistic in the theatrical sense. He’s studying .

There’s a moment in director Yuki Soma’s forgotten 1987 VHS oddity, The Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic , that makes even the most jaded gorehounds wince. Not because of the violence — though there’s plenty — but because of the quiet . CINEFREAK.NET - The.Wrong.Way.to.Use.Healing.Ma...

Our protagonist, Kenji (played with hollow-eyed desperation by underground darling Hiro Nagase), discovers he has the rare gift of Cellular Restoration . He can heal any wound, cure any disease, reverse any injury with a touch. In any normal story, this would make him a saint. A hero. A miracle worker. He’ll slice a man’s tendon, watch him fall,

The first act lulls you into a false sense of tragic heroism. Kenji patches up low-level thugs, seals bullet holes, reattaches fingers. He never carries a gun. He’s the insurance policy — the reason the gang can take risks. You think, okay, a healer caught in the underworld. Grim but familiar. The victim’s screams become hoarse whispers

“Pain is data,” he whispers to one victim, now little more than a breathing torso on a stained mattress. “And I’m collecting all of it.”

Rated: ★★★★☆ (4.5/5 blood packs)

I say: watch this alone. Late. And lock your doors.