Showing posts with label Machiko Kyo. Show all posts
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Monday, February 27, 2017

Mizoguchi’s Ugetsu

Most Japanese social critics agree Kenji Mizoguchi’s final film, Street of Shame played a crucial role bringing about the legal criminalization of prostitution. It was an issue that held personal significance for the auteur, due to the fate of Suzuko, an older sister sold into a geisha house when their father’s business plan to capitalize on the shorter-than-expected Russo-Japanese War collapsed. Echoes of his family experience can also be heard throughout Mizoguchi’s 4K restored masterpiece, Ugetsu (trailer here), which opens this Friday at Film Forum.

Ugetsu is based on two stories drawn from Akinari Ueda’s Ugetsu Monogatari, a collection of traditional Ming-era Chinese supernatural tales adapted to pre-Edo era Japan, but you would hardly know it from first thirty minutes or so. Instead of rushing into the ghostly encounters, Mizoguchi takes his time introducing his primary characters. Genjūro is a provincial potter, who recognizes the impending war brings an opportunity to sell all his stock at premium prices. Much to the chagrin of his faithful wife Miyagi, Genjūro’s success encourages him to press his luck. While most of the village is primed to evacuate, Genjūro maintains his kiln fires, hoping to finish enough stock for an even more profitable trading excursion.

He enlists the assistance of his neighbor, Tōbei, who has developed an almost Quixotic ambition to become a samurai. To do so, he will need to purchase armor and a spear, which he hopes to cover with his share of the pottery profits. His wife Ohama considers his plan tantamount to madness. Even when the soldiers overrun their village, the two neighbors cling to their vain obsessions. As a result, they will tragically leave their wives in precariously vulnerable positions. However, Genjūro will also jeopardize his very soul when he falls under the spell of a temptress ghost during his second attempt to sell his wares in the provincial capital at inflated wartime prices.

One look at the ethereal Machiko Kyō is enough for us to tell she is a ghost, but Genjūro is bewitched. In fact, Kyō’s eerie look, including long flowing garments and tresses, would influence nearly every Japanese ghost film that followed Ugetsu. Yet, Mizoguchi’s film is just as much a work of socially conscious cinema as it is a Kwaidan-esque yarn. The peasantry suffers terribly at the hands of warring samurai in Ugetsu, especially the women, but as is always the case in grand tragedy, their downfall is precipitated by the men’s overreaching ambitions.

Mizoguchi regular Kinuyo Tanaka is utterly heartbreaking as Miyagi. Her haunting performance (so to speak) will literally have you doubting things you have previously seen with your own eyes in a pivotal third act scene.  Yet, Mitsuko Mito arguably offers an even more forceful indictment of men’s follies, as the wronged Ohama. Despite the power of their work, it is Kyō who became the iconic face of the film. Masayuki Mori makes Genjūro a figure of acute pathos, but as was often the case with Mizoguchi films, it is the women who define Ugetsu.


Ugetsu is one of a handful of Japanese films, along with Kobayashi’s Kwaidan and Shindō’s Onibaba and Kuroneko that prove supernatural “horror” films can indeed reach the level of high art. It is one of the films everyone ought to catch up with, especially now that it has been so carefully restored. Very highly recommended for anyone who takes cinema seriously, Ugetsu opens this Friday (3/3) in New York, at Film Forum.

Saturday, January 02, 2016

Japan Society Monthly Classic: Gate of Hell

In one chapter of the Heiji Rebellion, Lady Kesa serves as both the Trojan Horse and the Helen of Troy figures. The lady-in-waiting bravely volunteers to impersonate her mistress in the hope she can lure away the attacking Minamoto clan. However, her courage inadvertently causes her samurai escort to fall recklessly in love with the married noblewoman. Tragedy is inevitable in Teinosuke Kinugasa’s Academy Award winning Gate of Hell, which screens this coming Friday as part of the Japan Society’s Monthly Classics series.

When Lord Kiyomori, the warrior-monk leader of the ruling Taira clan is away from the palace, the Minamoto forces target the emperor. Initially, their attack seems so well timed, many turncoats join the Minamoto, including Morito Endo’s opportunistic brother. Remaining faithful to Kiyomori and the emperor, Endo guards the Lady Kesa’s decoy carriage, allowing the real emperor and empress to slip out the back gate. Meeting Lady Kesa later after the tides of battle have turned, the roughneck Endo is struck by her courage and grace.

In fact, Endo is so smitten, he asks Kiyomori to arrange their marriage when the general ceremonially rewards his loyal warriors. Kiyomori is willing enough until he learns thee good Lady is already married to the high-ranking Lord Wataru Watanabe. Much to his own appalled surprise, Endo continues to press for the favor granted in haste. Kiyomori tries to arrange some cooling-down meetings, but they have the opposite effect. Endo is obsessed with Lady Kesa and will resort to any sort of dishonorable violence to possess her.

Produced two years after Carmen Comes Home, Gate of Hell was the first Japanese color film to screen widely internationally. Again, this was definitely a case where Kinugasa got his money’s worth of Eastman Color. Ironically, the vivid hues of the Kodak process were very nearly lost to posterity, but they have since been restored to their original vibrancy. There are indeed some visually striking, exquisitely crafted scenes, such as the use of scroll paintings and outfits so lush they garnered an Academy Award for best color costume design (in addition to the then equivalent of the best foreign language Oscar).

The legendary Machiko Kyō is at her most ethereal as Lady Kesa. She seems like she is as much orchid as she is woman, yet her character is proactive rather than passive. In a way, the overly enflamed Endo is nearly as piteous a figure. Kazuo Hasegawa duly expresses all the compounded insecurities of a provincial samurai with a treasonous brother. The blue-blooded effeteness of Isao Yamagata’s Watanabe completes the perfect storm of tragedy.

The Gate of Hell title is somewhat misleading, potentially priming contemporary audiences for something along the lines of Jigoku. In this case, it refers to the arch where Kiyomori hangs the decapitated heads of his enemies. It is metaphorically appropriate for Endo, who spends a good deal of time brooding there. This is one of the most achingly beautiful, deeply passionate, and remorsefully angst-ridden Jidaigeki films ever. Highly recommended, it screens Friday (1/8) at the Japan Society in New York.