My "invalid review" follows as the comment below:

Branded to Kill is about this hepcat Japanese hitman who looks either like an Asian Ralph Macchio with cotton balls in his cheeks, or the character 'Ratnose' from 'the Street Fighter' whichever you prefer. He's married to Rice Paddy but he's just too macho for one chick, and even though there's a long, awkward montage of Ralph and Paddy frubbing their brains out, he's really in rut for this other skank who looks like a cross between Yoko Ono and Barbara Streisand. Barbie has a death wish though, which makes coaxing a commitment out her a tough proposal. It should also be mentioned that she likes killing butterflies and birds, which could be seen as a turn off, but most of the men in the movie counter this with a lack of potty training. Along with some nonsense about a ranked list of professional killers, the worst psychedelic interlude ever in a movie helps to round out this ridiculously laughable Z-grade flick. I read that the director (Seijun Suzuki) was fired after he turned this in, and not because he was a genius on the cutting edge of art, if you get my drift. As a movie it's a real turd, but that doesn't mean it's not fun to watch.