November 1, 2010

Film reviews: Two strange ones


Brazil (dir. Terry Gilliam, 1985). Gilliam’s most successful film is a mostly inspired combination of the delirious and terrifying bureaucracy of Franz Kafka (via Orson Welles’ paranoiac adaptation of The Trial) and the dark dystopian dreams of George Orwell. The stiff characters and icy dialogue are balanced with a surreal, biting humor that compliments Gilliam’s fondness for bizarre imagery and alienating mise en scène. However, Brazil, like much of Gilliam’s work, is flawed by jerky pacing and a fatal air of self-indulgence. The downright boring last third is barely salvaged by an ironic ending. C.

Freaks (dir. Tod Browning, 1932). Tod Browning’s Freaks is one of the greatest horror films of all time. Instead of succumbing to exploiting his cast of circus freaks, Browning employs the actors symbolically as the outer expression of inner human evil; if the freaks are disturbing, it is because we recognize their ugliness within ourselves. Meanwhile, the freaks themselves are moral and emotionally complex, a fact that emphasizes the “normal” characters’ shortcomings. Exposing and demolishing a variety of culturally constructed stereotypes, Freaks is a dense, potent inversion of the normal. A-.

October 29, 2010

Tokyo

Tokyo through my hotel window. June 29, 2007.

October 28, 2010

Kofu

 Mountains cover themselves with clouds. June 22, 2007.

Buddhist temple. June 23, 2007.

October 27, 2010

October 26, 2010

Kyoto, no. 2


 
Himeji Castle. June 19, 2007.

Kyoto from Himeji Castle. June 19, 2007.

October 25, 2010

October 23, 2010

Five underrated Kurosawa films


Drunken Angel (1948). In some ways, Drunken Angel was the first Kurosawa film where everything fell into place. His humanism in this one is a little on the sentimental side, which could be charming or a little wearisome, depending on your tolerance level. It’s like the rough draft of Ikiru.

Record of a Living Being (1955). The English title of this is I Live in Fear, which works, but Kurosawa’s title is better. The ending is haunting, and if anything, more potent now than it was in 1955.

The Lower Depths (1957). Criterion released this coupled with Renoir’s (inferior) version of the same play by Maxim Gorky. Renoir’s version is too romanticized and feels oddly flat, whereas Kurosawa’s version is grimier and acerbic.

Sanjuro (1962). Yojimbo gets most of the attention, but the sequel is every bit as good, if less cinematically revelatory. It’s a lighthearted (but not light) entry in Kurosawa’s canon.

Dreams (1990). Basically, Dreams is eight thematically linked short films, some of which are great. “Crows” is particularly breathtaking, and that’s Chisu Ryu as the old man in “Village of the Watermills.” Think of it as a commentary on Kurosawa’s life and career.