For most New York film buffs, the Japanese director Takashi Miike “arrived” in August, 2001, when “Audition,” his date-ending horror show, was greeted with raves in the press (Elvis Mitchell compared him with Yasujiro Ozu). Fans lined up around the block at Film Forum, only to walk out in droves as the movie’s spring-loaded jaws clamped shut on their soft brains in its final 20 minutes. “Audition” was a patient, cruel film about a television executive who decides to hold casting sessions for a new girlfriend — a cinematic provocation that can still inspire one half of a screening room to throw its hands up and cheer while the other half just throws up.