It’s hard to figure out if this is meant for little girls – Power Rangers-style villains, characters that already look (and act) like merchandisable figurines – or dirty old men: Cutie Honey’s special power is that she can change between outfits while exclaiming “Honey… Flash!” though as superpowers go this isn’t particularly impressive, given that all her outfits are basically variations on a hooker’s bikini; when she tires of getting changed she writhes around in her underwear, acts ditzy and innocent, or falls in love with the also very pretty and nubile girly detective. The answer is probably neither of these, but rather those with a taste for ironic kitsch and painfully pink camp. Guilty pleasure in cheerful, high-energy, kids’ superhero movies, with their narrative of empowerment, I get; but I don’t care how knowing it is, there’s something intrinsically wrong about going all out to make a pervy kids’ movie for adults, even if you are Japanese. This is not a film, it’s a wank in a vat of candyfloss