It is supposed to be dystopian, but this near-future Japan is largely already the
present day in Mainland China. Essentially, the system of social credit and the
intrusive surveillance to enforce it comes to Kou’s high school. Unfortunately,
he and his friends always lack every just about every form of credit, as the
children of immigrants (mostly Korean). The world is truly falling apart, but
the principal still won’t cut them any slack in director-screenwriter Neo Sora’s
Happyend, which opens Friday in theaters.
The
scariest thing about Happyend is that you might not realize its
dystopian if you weren’t told upfront. Frankly, people in Tokyo have a right to
be a bit on edge, because the big cataclysmic earthquake could come any day
now. The scumbag PM tries to deflect and distract by cracking down on Zainichi
Korean population. That makes life even harder for Kou and his friends and
family.
Kou
might be the only one with the chance to attend college. Of course, he needs a
scholarship, so he finds himself dependent on Principal Nagai for a recommendation,
which the ostensive educator will not let Kou forget. Awkwardly, Nagai is on
the warpath against Kou’s ambitionless best friend Yuta, whom he suspects was
behind the impressive prank that balanced his sportscar on its rear bumper—which
indeed he did, with Kou’s reluctant help.
It is interesting
to compare Happyend with the recently re-released Linda Linda Linda, because
both films capture teenage friendship on the cusp of graduation. However, Sora
makes every mistake the 2005 cult classic nimbly avoids. While the punk rock
coming-of-age story shrewdly avoids politics, Sora doubles, triples, and
quadruples down. Awkwardly, he settles on immigrant discrimination as his
dominant theme, which is a shame, because most of his points are familiar and
predictable. In contrast, some of his pointed critiques of the Big Brother
surveillance apparatus are quite clever. The cameras and AI might see all, but
they are blind to context.
Admittedly, these two teens are about to die, but don’t think of it as a downer.
This way, the lucky cousins will learn their purposes in life—short though they
were. Yet, unlike Robin Williams in What Dreams May Come, they might be
able to return to their interrupted earthly lives, so they apply their epiphanies
with their memories intact—maybe, just maybe. Unfortunately, their journey of self-discovery
entails more than just one trip to Hell. They must visit several in Isamu Imakake’s
Happy Science-produced Dragon Heart, which opens this Friday in Los
Angeles.
Blame
the kappa, who lured Tomomi Sato and her visiting cousin, Ryusuke Tagawa into
treacherous currents. Apparently, that was that, but Ameno Hiwashino Mikoto,
the god of the local Shinto shrine invites them to explore the spirit realm.
Much to their surprise, the tour quickly takes on Divine Comedy parallels.
First,
they materialize in a violent gangster world, where the damned constantly murder
each other. From there, they fall into a bizarre Lynchian hospital, which
dispenses a distinctly sinister variety of care, very much in the surreal
tradition of Inoperable or Fractured. It is a nightmarish place, yet
it is also where they witness the redemption and rescue of a tormented soul. That
plants a seed with Sato and Tagawa, giving them a notion this might be
something they want to do.
However,
it will take some doing before they can start saving souls. To get to that point,
they must escape from a snake queen and find the hidden enclave of Shambhala to
start their advanced spiritual training.
Dragon
Heart is the
latest anime feature based on the teachings of the Happy Science movement. In
terms of the level of proselytization, this film falls somewhere between The Mystical Laws and The Laws of the Universe: The Age of Elohim. There
are times when the spiritual content feels very heavy-handed. Yet, the uninitiated
would be hard-pressed to explain the film’s foundational doctrines, beyond
generalities like believe on God and recognize the soul is man’s true form rather
than the body. Indeed, for pagans, the film seems to freely mix Shinto, Buddhist,
Hindu, and Christian symbolism, cafeteria-style.
Regardless,
the level of animation remains surprisingly high. Imakake worked on several
major anime properties prior to helming Happy Science’s animated features
(including Cowboy Bebop, Evangelion, and Lupin III), so the level
of animation is always professional grade. In fact, many of fantastical
landscapes are really quite visually striking.
It is a term rich with anime and folkloric significance. “Mononoke” are vengeful spirits,
not unlike yokai. Miyazaki’s “Princess Mononoke” was not really a mononoke, but
rather a human foundling who had a rapport with spirit creatures. The mononoke
of the Mononoke anime and manga franchise are definitely mononoke. In
fact, they are about as mononoke as they get. It is the “Medicine Seller’s”
calling to exorcise them. Think of him as a medicine man, in that he holds
shaman-like powers and peddles medicinal cures. He cuts an odd figure, but even
the most secretive and powerful players in the Edo court will not turn him away
when an enraged spirit terrorizes their Lord’s harem chambers in Kenji Nakamura
& Kiyotaka Suzuki’s Mononoke the Movie: Chapter II—The Ashes of Rage,
produced by Toei Animation, which premieres today on Netflix.
Thanks
to the Medicine Seller, the Lord Tenshi’s concubines already survived one
incredibly put-out mononoke in the previous film (which was a continuation from
the 2007 anime series). Unfortunately, just when you thought it was safe to go
back to harem’s super-restricted Ooku, another mononoke strikes. Obviously, the
Medicine Seller needs to investigate, but his all-access pass is no longer
valid, because it was issued by the former Ooku manager—now deceased.
Tensions
were rising in the Ooku, even before the new mononoke peril emerged. The unseen
Tenshi’s favorite, Fuki Tokita is showing signs of pregnancy, which should be a
good thing, because an heir is needed. However, Tokita hails from “common stock,”
even though we would probably consider her family middle to upper-middle class,
from out contemporary perspective. Regardless, the prospect of debasing the
Imperial lineage with common stock and allowing a less than pristinely noble
family that kind of influence has the elite power-brokers alarmed.
Botan
Otomo is perfectly placed to take action. She was selected to serve as the new Ooku
manager because of her family’s power and prestige. As Tokita’s longtime rival,
she openly resents Fuki’s inappropriately close relationship with Tenshi.
However, she also feels loyalty to her Imperial lord and his prospective heir,
whoever it might be. Instead, it is the angry mononoke of a wronged concubine
who terrorizes the Ooku halls. Yet, before the Medicine Seller can dispel it,
he must learn the reason for its grudge—much like Christian exorcists need a
demon’s name to take dominion over it.
Without
question, Nakamura’s Mononoke films represent an energizing respite from
overly slick (and consequently soulless) 3D computer generated animation. While
digital techniques were employed, the Mononoke features have an eye-popping,
mind-blowing baroque style that resemble a fusion of Edo-era ukiyo-e woodcuts
with Peter Max headshop posters. Each frame is an absolute explosion of color.
Frankly, it is a good thing Ashes of Rage is a relative shorty, because extended
exposure to the utterly distinctive animation could induce sensory overload.
Yet, it is always wildly cool to behold.
Its a ghostly buddy comedy, sort of like All of Me, but with some seriously “anti-social”
behavior. Hideo Kudo was an elite hitman with a shadowy syndicate—with the
emphasis on the “was.” Now he is dead, murdered by his former associates. However,
he still has his deadly skills, when he borrows Fumika Matsuoka’s body. He is
an extremely angry ghost, but their partnership makes him a more decent soul in
Kensuke Sonomura’s Ghost Killer, which releases today on digital.
Kudo
was hard to kill, but eventually they got him. The operation is perfectly
executed, but the clean-up crew misses the cartridge casing. When Matsuoka, a distressed
college student, picks it up, her resentments combine with Kudo’s grudge to
produce a haunting. To get rid of him, she must allow him to take over her body,
to extract his vengeance. However, he first spends a good deal of time beating
the snot out of her would-be abusers.
In
fact, things get so messy, Kudo must call in help from his protégé Toshihisa
Kagehara, to tidy up all the moaning and groaning bodies. Of course, Kagehara
has only one method of cleaning, which poor Matsuoka does not want to think
about. Regardless, Kagehara is way too edgy to fully trust.
You
often see the me-and-my-ghost premise in comedies, but Ghost Killer is
surprisingly dark. It also kicks tons of butt. Sonomura served as his own fight
director and he did not pull any punches. It is one gritty but spectacularly
cinematic beat-down after another.
This is sort of the Tokusatsu (Japanese genre-action series) analog to Mustafa: The
Lion King. In the original Garo tv series. Taiga Seijima had already
been killed by the student who betrayed him, leaving behind his son Kouga to
succeed him as a Makai Knight—the mystical warriors who bravely battle the
so-called “horrors,” or demons that have assumed human bodies. However, that fateful
day will not be today. During this prequel, Taiga Seijima is still young,
cocky, and very much alive. To celebrate the franchise’s 20th
anniversary, series creator Keita Amemiya rewinds back to the senior Seijima’s early
days (which look very much like the current day) in Amemiya’s prequel feature Garo:
Taiga, which had its world premiere at this year’s Fantasia International Film Festival.
Sure,
the basic concept of brotherhood of secret warriors sworn to protect the world
from evil supernatural forces maybe sounds a little familiar, but Amemiya has
been doing this for twenty years now. Before that, he created the Zeiram franchise
and made significant contributions to Kamen Rider, so he knows
Tokusatsu.
At this
point, Seijima and his talking skull ring are tearing it up as horror hunters,
but their next case (after the prologue) will be much more difficult. Evidently,
a seriously powerful horror blew into town, on a mission. “Snake Way” intends
to consume the four “Sacred Beasts” and take their powers, even though a horror
ordinarily cannot gobble up elemental gods. Yet, they can swallow up humans.
Inconveniently, Byakko, the wind deity, has a habit of breaking out of his mystical
safety-deposit box to enjoy the simple joys of assuming human form.
As a
prequel, Garo: Taiga is relatively accessible to newcomers, but it helps
to have an appreciation of the Tokusatsu aesthetic. Basically, it is a cut
above the non-Shin theatrical Ultraman movies that traditionally
conclude each season. It is undeniably cheesy to watch Taiga strut through the
city in his big hair and long white Adam Ant-ish duster, but it is a polished
cheese.
Ryosuke Yoshii is the kind of reseller who has a one-star rating on ebay (or it is fictional
equivalent). Yet, people still buy from him. Big surprise—they often regret it.
Unfortunately for him, some of his disgruntled suppliers and buyers start
getting organized “in real life” in director-screenwriter Kiyoshi Kurosawa’s Cloud,
which opens tomorrow in New York.
It is
easy to see why Yoshii has so much bad karma from the first transaction Kurosawa
depicts. Having commissioned a run of counterfeit medical devices, Yoshii
renegotiates for a fraction on the Yen, because it would cost the small
workshop more to have them carted away as rubbish. Then he sells the entire run
to desperate buyers, even though they are worthless.
These sharp
practices led to the creation of a large network of online haters. Starting to
feel the heat, Yoshii uses his next big score to relocate to the countryside. Nevertheless,
Yoshii fears some of his shadowy stalkers followed him to the boonies.
Increasingly paranoid, Yoshii’s emotional withdrawal pushes away his girlfriend
Akiko. He also fires his new assistant, Sano, but the former protégé remains
loyal to Yoshii, for reasons that are never fully explained. Dano also happens
to have a certain set of skills, honed during his previous employment as a
Yakuza enforcer.
Eventually,
Cloud morphs into a reasonably effective stalker-payback thriller. Nevertheless,
it is remarkable how far this film coasted on Kurosawa’s reputation, including
its selection as Japan’s international Oscar submission. Most viewers who are
unaware of its pedigree would assume it is merely a small, grungy exploitation
movie, because that is exactly how it presents itself. Indeed, this film is
small in scope and rather shallow. However, the concluding action sequence is admittedly
lean, mean, and relentlessly tense.
If an Old West gunslinger traveled forward in time to 1950’s Hollywood, he would
probably find steady work as a stuntman. It would be a lot harder for him in
today’s film industry. That is also true for Kosaka Shinzaemon. He was, and remains
a real deal samurai from the Aizu Domain, who somehow traveled forward in time
to the Kyoto Uzumasa studio, where most of the Japanese entertainment industry’s
Jidaigeki samurai dramas have been filmed. It is a whole new era for him, but
he retains some adaptable skills in director-screenwriter Jun’ichi Yasuda’s A
Samurai in Time, which screens as part of the 2025 Japan Cuts festival.
It was
a dark a stormy night. Frankly, Shinzaemon really didn’t notice the stormy part
until he started clashing swords with Yamagata Hikokuro, a rival from the Choshu
Domain. Suddenly, a flash of lightning strikes and there he is on the Kyoto
backlot. Confusingly, half the people look normal, but the rest appear to wear
strange foreign garb. He is a bit of a bull in a China shop, but Yuko Yamamoto,
a conscientious young assistant director looks out for the presumed amnesia
case.
Thanks
to her, he finds a place to stay at the nearby shrine frequently used as a
location. He also starts apprenticing with Sekimoto, a master of
stunt-performer swordplay. Sekimoto warns his new apprentice that Jidaigeki
productions just aren’t as popular as they used to be. Nevertheless, Shinzaemon
becomes a regular stunt performer on Yamamoto’s series, because he just looks
so authentic. In fact, he even draws the attention of Kyoichiro Kazami, a
veteran movie star, hoping to reinvigorate the Jidaigeki genre. Indeed, Kazami
shows a particular interest in Shinzaemon.
Samurai
in Time might remind
genre fans of Ken Ochiai’s loving tribute to Jidaigeki extras, Uzumasa Limelight,
with good reason. Ochiai’s star, longtime Jidaigeki bit-player Seizo Fukumoto was
originally cast as Sekimoto, before his unfortunate passing. Instead, his “junior”
colleague, Rantaro Mine, plays the role with the kind of dignified gravitas Fukumoto
brought to Limelight. So yes, the two films would pair nicely.
In the future, AI will take a huge bite out of psychics’ séance business. If you have unresolved
questions for your late loved ones, like emotionally stunted Sakuya Ishikawa,
just download their data and ask the resulting AI construct. Of course, more input
results in a better model, so Ishikawa requests the data from the close friend
he never knew his mother had. Ironically, the mystery woman might (or might
not) also be his tragic high school crush. Consequently, Ishikawa will have a
lot to process himself in Yuya Ishii’s The Real You, which had its North
American premiere at the 2025 Japan Cuts.
There
was something Akiko wanted to tell Ishikawa, but he was too busy to listen.
Then she died, apparently throwing herself into the swelling river one stormy
night. Ishikawa tried to save her, but instead, he suffered a year-long coma.
When he woke up, the government cut him a check, because unbeknownst to Ishikawa,
his mother enrolled in a voluntary euthanasia program, much like that depicted
in Plan 75.
Tormented
by guilt and uncertainty, Ishikawa uses his savings to commission a virtual
figure (VF) of his mother. It is through the company’s research that he learns
of Ayaka Miyoshi. Strangely, she bears an unlikely resemblance to a high school
classmate, whose misfortune indirectly led to Ishikawa’s downfall (through
circumstances that Ishii teases out agonizingly slowly).
Regardless,
Ishikawa invites the homeless Miyoshi to temporarily move into the apartment he
shared with his mother, out of filial loyalty (and perhaps other reasons). He
starts to get some kernels of truth from Akiko’s VF, but it is unclear whether
he can handle the truth.
Awkwardly,
The Real You consists of two thematically-distinct halves, one of which
is much more compelling than the other. Ishikawa’s halting attempts to better
understand his late mother are often poignant and fascinating, even though they
revisit some of the terrain explored in the vastly superior Marjorie Prime.
Unfortunately,
Ishii devotes equal or greater time to Ishikawa’s travails as a “real avatar,” essentially
a live-streaming gig-worker, who are regularly forced to humiliate themselves
and possibly even commit crimes, to satisfy the whims of their clients.
Frankly, these sequences violate existing laws and any remaining remnant of
common sense. They are also blatantly manipulative and cringe-inducingly
didactic.
They were
like an early Meiji Era Dirty Dozen except there were only eleven of them. In
fact, the so-called “Suicide Squad” were initially only ten condemned prisoners
who agreed to fight for the Shibata Domain, but somehow, they will add one more.
They will need the reinforcements to hold the fort (literally) in Kazuya Shiraishi’s
11 Rebels, which releases today on DVD and VOD.
Masa
was condemned for killing the Shibata samurai who attacked his wife, so as far
as he is concerned, the rest of the clan can go die a fiery death. Nevertheless,
Natsu the lady arsonist (who is stuck with all their domestic chores),
convinces him to join the others “rebels,” to gain his freedom and provide for
his wife.
It will
be a motley crew, including the hulking serial killer, a defrocked priest, a
village madman, and Koshiba, an old man, who, ironically happens to be the best
swordsman of the lot. Ostensibly, they fall under the command of a handful of
Shibata samurai, including the young and honorable Washio Heishiro and duplicitous
Irie Kazuma. However, the Rebels take command of themselves once they discover
Kazuma and Mizoguchi Takumi, the chief retainer, intend to betray them after the
battle. That definitely prompts an “I told you so” moment from Masa, but the rebellious
Rebels are still the only protection their village has from the approaching
Imperial army.
The
mayhem of 11 Rebels is not quite as spectacular as that of Miike’s 13 Assassins, but it is still pretty impressive. (To be fair, they also have
two fewer rebels than assassins.) Jun’ya Ikegami’s screenplay was inspired by
an unproduced and now lost screenplay written by Kazuo Kasahara way back in the
1960s. It is definitely dark, but its tragic heroism nicely taps into the concept
of the “Nobility of Failure” popularized in academic circles by Ivan Morris. If
you don’t really care about that, rest assured there are plenty of cool martial
arts battles.
Regrettably,
one of the best ways to damage an “Amazon”-like corporate behemoth, especially
one that prides itself on its “customer-centric” values, is through those
customers. Survivors tend to leave very bad reviews when their packages
explode. That has been happening throughout Japan on the worst possible day,
Black Friday, in Ayuko Tsukahara’s Last Mile, which is now available on some
international Delta flights.
Despite
its record high volume Amazon’s Daily Fast’s Kanto warehouse has a troubled
reputation, so Japanese expat Erana Funado was dispatched back home from
corporate HQ to whip it into shape—on the busiest day of the year. Her chief
lieutenant, Ko Nashimoto does not seam to mind being passed over. Yet, he represents
the only management team member still employed at Kanto since the incident to
be revealed later.
It is
safe to assume someone else still remembers and remains upset over it. That tragedy
emerges as the prime motive in a string of Amazon Daily Fast shipments
that were rigged to explode. Strategically, many of the bombs targeted
shipments of Amazon’s Daily Fast’s new proprietary smart phone. Given
the season, there are hundreds of temp workers clocking into the Kanto facility,
but the security precautions make it nearly impossible to smuggle in explosions.
Indeed, the cops are baffled, leaving Funado and Nashimoto the best bets to
solve the crime.
It
makes sense Delta chose Last Mile for their in-flight entertainment,
because nothing is more fun than a thriller about concealed bombs while you are
sealed in an airliner flying over the ocean. This one is just okay, but it is extremely
zeitgeisty. Quickly, the investigation focuses on the Sheep shipping company,
from which Amazon Daily Fast has extorted huge discounts, thanks to
their monopsonistic buying power. Of course, those concessions naturally come out
of driver compensation.
So, Last
Mile (a reference to the final leg before a package reaches its recipient)
might not turn up on Prime anytime soon. The two-hour plus running time is
also excessive. Yet, Akiko Nogi’s screenplay clearly reflects the abiding Japanese
interest in corporate culture and teams, as exemplified by kezai shosetsu Japanese
business novels.
Fittingly,
Funado is the most intriguing character, because her corporate loyalty is often
open to interpretation. Her resourcefulness is also impressive. Hikari Mitsushima
brings a lot of screen charisma to the lead role, without overplaying the cloying
pluckiness. It is easy to believe the more laidback (but comparatively underdeveloped)
Nashimoto could work with her.
You
know BJ must be a noir kind of guy, since he is a blues singing detective.
Frankly, he is more of a blues-rocker than blues singer. He is not much of a
detective either, but he keeps pursuing his best friend’s murderer even though
it clearly involves the local crime syndicate in Eiichi Kudo’s Yokohama BJ
Blues, which is now streaming on OVID.tv.
BJ had must
tread lightly investigating his latest case. Akira Kondo’s mother hired him to
find her missing son. Unfortunately, the boss of “The Family” “recruited” Kondo
to be his “companion,” whether the young man likes it or not. There is little
BJ can do, but at least he steals all the toilet paper from the boss’s bathroom
on his way out.
While
BJ avoids direct conflict with the Family, his friend, Det. Muku, made too many
compromises. Facing imminent arrest for corruption, Muku hopes to bust an
upcoming drug shipment to further bolster the plea deal he is already
negotiating. Unfortunately, he is shot while meeting BJ. Despite a lack of
forensic evidence, Muku’s thuggish partner Beniya tries to pin the murder on
BJ.
Reportedly,
star Yusaku Matsuda was inspired by trailers for Friedkin’s Cruising,
which is highly believable given the tone of the final film. In fact, it is a
miracle the cancel crowd has yet to attack Yokohama BJ Blues for being “problematic.”
However, real people will appreciate the way Kudo makes Yokohama’a seamy red-light
district look grimy and dangerous, as it surely was in 1981.
Matsuda,
who was then at the height of his popularity as the star TV detective series,
rather defiantly plays against type, turning BJ into a decidedly anti-heroic
and thoroughly degenerate gumshoe. Koji Tanaka adds a tragic dimension to the
film as the much-abused Kondo, who secretly befriends BJ.
In the Hatsune
Miku: Colorful Stage “rhythm game,” virtual singers are sort of like the
literary characters who come alive in Twilight Zone episodes, except it
is a relatively common phenomenon. Supposedly, if real-life singers perform
with enough emotion, they can bring their virtual collaborators to life and
even join them in “Sekai,” special dedicated rooms in the dimension between the
IRL and virtual worlds. Weirdly, several bands and their virtual “Mikus”
encounter a mysterious new Miku who cannot connect musically in Hiroyuki Hata’s
anime feature, Colorful Stage! The Movie: A Miku Who Can’t Sing,
produced by animation house P.A. House and released by GKIDS, which starts a
limited 4-day theatrical release today.
Move
over Minecraft, because Hata and screenwriter Yoko Yonaiyama managed to
adapt a game not unlike Guitar Hero or old-fashioned karaoke. However,
there was a large cast of pre-existing characters whom Yonaiyama assumed the
audience would already know. There is a bit of catching up to do, but astute
viewers will hopefully pick things up as they go.
Several
bands have connected with the own virtual collaborators in their specific Sekai.
For Ichika Hoshino that would be Hatsume Miku, who is about the purest
incarnation of a j-pop idol as you could envision. One day, she also encounters
a new Miku, who looks somewhat similar, but is much less self-assured. She
seems to travel through digital screens, producing static and distortions. Ironically,
the frustration caused by her service disruptions makes new Miku’s challenge to
connect on an emotional level even more difficult.
Nevertheless,
the four bands she reaches out to do their best to help, but they cannot
coordinate their efforts, because the alternate Miku communicates with them on
different wavelengths, or something like that. They feel for her and the
creators she is supposed to be attuned with. Unfortunately, the real-life
people hardwired to her Sekai cannot reach it, because they are all mired in
states of creative and emotional crisis. In fact, their aggregated depression
could drag the new Miku down as well.
It
bears repeating, the rules of the Colorful Stage world are a tad
confusing for newcomers, but that is the general idea. Regardless, it is pretty
impressive how Hata and Yonaiyama built a full feature length narrative out of
a smart-phone game that previously spawned a dozen or so ultra-mini anime
webisodes.
While
there are some thematic similarities with Mamoru Hosoda’s Belle, Colorful
Stage! The Movie serves up some interesting world-building. In fact, it
would nicely fit with Belle, Summer Wars, The Matrix, Tron, and
World on a Wire in film series exploring the porous border between the physical
and digital worlds.
The
Tomoe Academy was not exactly A.S. Neill’s Summerhill, but it was quite progressive
for its era. That would be the Tojo Era. Tetsuko Kuroyanagi’s parents were relatively
modern and somewhat Westernized, putting them a little out of step. Little
Kuroyanagi (a.k.a. Totto-Chan) also happens to be a free-thinker, which causes
her trouble at most schools. However, Tomoe’s Principal Kobayashi can handle
her just fine in Shinnosuke Yakuwa’s Totto-Chan: The Little Girl in the
Window, adapted from the real-life Kuroyanagi’s autobiographical YA novel, which
screens as part of the 2025 New York International Children’s Film Festival.
Totto-Chan
is a classic example of what contemporary audiences might see a gifted student
who becomes inadvertently disruptive due to lack of challenge. In Japan on the
cusp of WWII, most teachers just consider her a pain. Kobayashi gets her and
she thrives under his non-traditional approach. Tomoe also perfectly suits her
empathy and tolerance, because it is there that she meets her (arguably best)
friend, Yasuaki Yamamoto, a little boy whose leg and arm were shriveled by
polio.
She
helps build his courage and learns how to be more sensitive towards others from
him. Unfortunately, very few of her countrymen try to learn greater sensitivity
after the Pearl Harbor Attack. Clearly, her parents have grave reservations
regarding the war, but Totto-Chan instinctively understands the need to keep private
family business private. She quickly recognizes the dangers represented by a
uniform. Totto-Chan is also surprisingly mature when it comes to facing hunger
caused by wartime shortages.
Such
excesses of Japan’s militarism periodically intrude into Totto-Chan’s life, but
the film mostly focuses on her relationships, especially with Yamamoto. When
you really boil it down, this is an absolutely beautifully, almost painfully bittersweet
portrait of young friendship.
It is
not simply a question of crumbling infrastructure. Admittedly, alcohol was a contributing
factor, but someone might have intentionally “helped” Shunsuke Kawamura fall
through a manhole, into a narrow subterranean cavity. However, his strategy of
crowd-sourcing his rescue risks igniting the “madness of crowds” in Kazuyoshi
Kumakiri’s #Manhole, which premieres today on Screambox.
Up
until now, Kawamura led a charmed life. Tomorrow, he will marry his boss’s
daughter, so the firm took him out to celebrate. The next thing he knew, he
fell through this hole. Unfortunately, most of his contacts are not picking up
and his GPS seemingly leads the cops to search the wrong areas. Desperate regarding
his fast-approaching wedding, Kawamura creates a Twitter (here somewhat
unfortunately renamed “Pecker”) handle for #Manholegirl, assuming a trapped
woman will better motivate strangers to collaboratively determine his location.
Of
course, he must give them accurate details, so he pretends “#Manholegirl” is
his sister, a potential victim of those he wronged through his philandering.
Ominously, the net weirdos focus on his jealous colleague, Etsuro Kase, as
their prime suspect.
Michitaka
Okada’s screenplay takes some dark turns, while depicting the lunacy of online
mobs. Awkwardly, the cops do not inspire much confidence either. Consequently, Kawamura
might just be on his own—and the run-off water from a nearby abandoned industrial
building steadily rises.
Her hair is black as coal, but her skin and robes are ghostly white. Any
half-witted genre fan can immediately tell she must be some kind of
supernatural entity. In this case, she is a Yuki-onna, often referred to as a
snow witch. If that sounds familiar, maybe you read the Lafcadio Hearn short
story or saw it adapted as part of Masaki Obayashi’s truly classic anthology
film, Kwaidan. This Yuki-onna is that Yuki-onna. Three years after Kwaidan,
Hearn’s snowy story was translated into a full-length feature., but Tokuzo
Tanaka’s The Snow Woman remains true to its source and chillily
atmospheric, as viewers will see when a new 4K restoration premieres this
Friday on OVID.TV.
Instead
of wood-cutters, this time around, a master wood-carver and his apprentice
traveled deep into the snowy woods in search of the perfect tree for the elder
artist’s final masterwork. Late that night, the long-haired Yokai glides into
the cabin where they took refuge, freezing the old man to death with her frosty
projections (sort of like Marvel’s Iceman). However, she spares Yosaku’s life, because
he is young and just too darned good-looking. She insists on one condition—he must
never, ever speak of what happened. Should he break his word, she will quickly finish
the job.
Several
days later, while Yosaku still grieves and recuperates with his master’s widow,
a strange woman takes shelter from the rain in their modest home. Obviously,
viewers can tell the eerily beautiful Yuki is the Yuki-onna, but Yosaku never
makes the connection. Instead, he falls in love with her as they both comfort
the ailing widow. Unfortunately, his soon-to-be wife also turns the head of the
cruel local lord.
Among anime fans, Mobile Suit Gundam is considered the granddaddy of the mecha
genre. Yet, during its initial series run, budget shortfalls constantly forced
producers to cut corners. Series director Yoshiyuki Tomino believed the
economizing was particularly conspicuous throughout the fifteenth episode, so
he withheld it from most subsequent distribution packages. However, he still
believed the story had potential. Years later, this interlude from the Earth
Federation’s battle against Zeon separatists gets a feature-length remake in Yoshikazu
Yasuhiko’s Mobile Suit Gundam: Cucuruz Doan’s Island, which releases
Tuesday on BluRay.
All
you really need to know about the Battle of Jaburo is recent momentum has
favored the Federation, but Zeon has a major game-changing counter-offensive
planned. According to his orders, Captain Bright Noa dispatched Amuro Ray and
his comrades Kai Shiden and Hayato Kobayashi on a “mopping up” operation,
targeted suspected sleeper operatives on Alegranza, perilously near their
Canary Islands base.
Unfortunately,
after the disoriented Ray separates from his unit, he is ambushed by a vintage
Zaku, a Zeon mecha suit. Per protocol, Shiden and Kobayashi must leave him
behind. However, he will not face the sort of peril they fear. Instead, Cucuruz
Doan, the pilot of the Zaku, helps nurse Ray back to help and offers him hospitality
in his farm, a refuge for two dozen or so war orphans.
While
Ray is eager to rejoin the war, Doan has declared his own separate peace. He
bears Ray no ill-will, but he will not do anything that could bring warfighting
back to his island. Consequently, Ray wastes days searching for the Gundam Doan
hid alongside his Zaku. Yet, as Ray comes to know the orphans, he better
appreciates Doan’s desire to protect them and his aversion to the ongoing war.
Of
course, war inevitably returns to Alegranza, whether Doan likes it or not. Having
lost contact with their sleeper operative, Doan, the sinister Zeon commander M’quve
deploys a unit of Zakus to take charge of the doomsday weapon buried in the
island’s subterranean caverns. Ray’s friends are also on their way, since
Captain Noa conveniently feigned engine trouble, to facilitate the unsanctioned
rescue operation he knew they would launch.
The
contrasting ways Ray and Doan relate to war gives this film some intriguing
philosophical heft. It is easy to see why Tomino considered the original
episode lost a lost opportunity. The storyline is also easy to carve out of the
overall series narrative. However, much of the business involving the orphans
is a way too precious.
The disingenuous act like the tiktok divestment bill is an attack on the
Interstate Highway system, but apps come and go all the time. When did you last
check your Myspace page? In this film, the Mimi app is already past its prime,
but one of its most viral users still pulls a frustrated office drone into the
mystery of her life in Takamasa Oe’s Whale Bones, which screens today
during this year’s Japan Cuts.
Poor
tragically-average Mamiya is blindsided when his fiancée dumps him, so he goes
on a traditional hook-up app, where he meets the woman whom he will know as
Aska. This film really is not about that app. Instead, it is all about who Aska
is, or was. Even though he quite likes her, their date takes a surprisingly
dark turn, leaving him wondering about her.
Aska
explained her status as one of the top users of Mimi, which is sort of like
tiktok, except each video is geo-synched to a particular location. To see the
video, you must be at the spot where it was “buried.” To sleuth out the truth
of Aska, Miyami must discover all the videos she buried. Some are well known by
her followers, who still revisit them often, but others remain largely secret.
In
some ways, Whale Bones (a terrible, misleading title for an otherwise
very smart film) feels more speculative than it probably is. Quite strikingly, Oe
stages each buried video as if Aska is in the room talking to Miyami, like a
full-size hologram, even though she is really just a video on his smart phone. As
a dramatic technique, it is brilliantly effective—sometimes devastatingly so.
It also would make an amazing double feature with Morel’s Invention,
which would be spoilery to that Italian film to explain.
It's a classic question: “who was that boxed man?” It turns out, it is considered
bad form to ask, at least according to this Box Man. Although there is not a
similar racial component, Kobo Abe’s character shares the nihilistic
existentialism of Ellison’s Invisible Man. He also has a bit of Holden
Caulfield and Oscar the Grouch in him. He might be an anonymous drifter, but
people are weirdly fascinated with him in Gakuryu Ishii’s The Box Man, based
on the Kobo Abe novel, which screens today as part of this year’s Japan Cuts.
According
to the man who only calls himself “Myself,” you can see the reality of society
from a box. He knows we’re all a bunch of phonies. Yet, he claims: “those who
obsess over the Box Man, become the Box Man,” and he should know, because he is
the Box Man.
The
nefarious “General” and his accomplice, the “Fake Doctor,” are the latest to get
fixated on his peculiar vagrancy. His box is a bit like Snoopy’s dog house. He
managed to stash a lot of stuff in there, but like a Scot’s kilt you don’t want
to look underneath his box. The General’s interest stems from a murky criminal
plot, wherein he will assume the Box Man’s identity to evade justice. However, Box
Man’s eccentric lifestyle appears to slowly seduce the Fake Doctor.
Meanwhile,
the Box Man might be feeling something remotely human for Yoko, the Fake Doctor’s
fake nurse. Apparently, her checkered past gives the Fake Doctor the leverage
to force her to do his bidding. Of course, her shame only creates a stronger
sense of kinship with the Box Man.
Before
his death, Abe gave Ishii his blessing to adapt The Box Man, which means
this film has been twenty-seven years in the making. It is easy to understand
why it was long considered unadaptable. Clearly, Abe was addressing issues of
identity and epistemology in a very postmodern fashion. However, Ishii manages
to bring it to the screen in a way that still gives us something to watch, which
is appreciated. In fact, it often has the flavor of an obscure Borgesian caper.
Obviously,
The Box Man is not for everyone. If you are unsure, consider it a “no.”
As a point of reference, it is somewhat more grounded than the films of
Robbe-Grillet, but also less stylish. Ishii’s adaptation is deeply grounded in existential
and post-structuralist philosophy, but Michiaki Katsumoto’s jazzy score is a
blessing that greatly aids the film’s watchability. However, the deliberately
elusive payoff is intentionally frustrating.
In one way, the timing is good for a busker like Luca (a.k.a. Kyrie),
because she might find fame on privacy-invading, spyware-infecting,
propaganda-spewing tiktok. However, the timing of the 2011 earthquake and
tsunami during her childhood was absolutely tragic. The resulting trauma
clearly persists in director-screenwriter Shunji Iwai’s Kyrie, which
screens during the year’s Japan Cuts: Festival of New Japanese Film.
When
Maori first met Luca, the orphaned girl could not speak, but she could sing.
That is still true when she encounters a decade or so later, performing on the
street, but they now call themselves Ikko and Kyrie. The former Luca has talent
and Ikko still feels protective urges towards her, so she volunteers to manage
Kyrie’s career.
Kyrie
needs some help and Ikko’s intentions are honest, but there is something dodgy
about her new manager. Not so surprisingly, Kyrie is too naïve to see that. For
a while, Ikko’s street smarts serve them both well, but she clearly appears to
be running from a mysterious man.
Frankly,
Kyrie/Luca’s backstory is not so difficult to anticipate, but Iwai still takes
great pains to tease it out across the film’s somewhat excessive three-hour
running time. Yet, it should be fully stipulated when the film finally revisits
the fateful day of March 11th, it is agonizingly tense. Many viewers
will be holding their breath, like they never have in any horror movie, even
though they know what is coming.
Iwai
can make viewers passionately love him and viscerally hate him, all in the same
film. Kyrie is a perfect example. There is suffering and there is catharsis,
but in this case, the synthesis of the two is somewhat off. The tunes are also
integral to the story, but only Kyrie’s closing song really lands, either melodically
or emotionally.
The 1980s were an unusually good time to be a jazz musician in America.
Wynton Marsalis made acoustic bop commercially successful again and the
venerable Blue Note Records was re-launched. Evidently, in Japan, the jazz
scene more resembled 1930s Chicago. Most musicians played in Ginza clubs that
were clearly controlled by the Yakuza, at least according to musician Hiroshi
Minami. He survived to write about those times in his memoir, but
director-co-screenwriter Masanori Tominaga splits his persona in half in the
appropriately syncopated and stylized adaptation, Between the White Key and
the Black Key, which screens as the opening night film of the 2024 Japan Cuts.
Hiroshi
yearns to play jazz, but his hip teacher knows he needs some seasoning, so he recommends
gigging in the seedy Ginza cabarets. Sure enough, Hiroshi quickly gets an
education. Fatefully, a mysterious Yakuza freshly released from prison requests
Rota’s “Love Theme from The Godfather.” Hiroshi obliges, even though the
leader on the gig freaks out six ways from Sunday.
It
turns out only Kumano, the boss known as “the King of Ginza” can call that tune
and only Minami (Hiroshi’s future self, who coexists in the same time-frame)
can play it. Fortunately, Hiroshi’s gig was at a club where musicians
traditionally wear masks, because news of the transgression spreads quickly.
As
it happens, the artistically frustrated Minami intends to desert Ginza to study
real jazz at the Berklee School of Music. He only confides his plan to Chikako,
who agrees to aid his getaway. That means they will need a sub to cover for
him, so she recruits Hiroshi, an old friend from school.
Even
though Tominaga and co-screenwriter Tomoyuki Takahashi have that Lynchian
looping time thing going on, it is not what defines the film. Questions of
artistic integrity and compromise are more important (and timeless) themes.
Having played in Al Capone’s clubs, Armstrong would well understand Minami’s relationship
with Kumano.
Even
though little is done to physically distinguish Hiroshi from Minami, Sosuke
Ikematsu is so good at creating such ying-and-yang personalities and carries
himself so differently, viewers might start to wonder if he is the same thesp
(which indeed is the case). Go Morita is also a wild chaos agent as the
mysterious Yakuza. Whenever he shows up, the audience knows there will be
trouble.