When reviewing the later works of movie masters who lived to ripe old
ages (Chaplin, Hitchcock, Kurosawa) there is an inevitable temptation
to either inflate the statue of their later works to match those of the
glory years, or conversely, dismiss them offhandedly as minor products
of artists past their prime. In approaching Kurosawa, I have
consciously avoided doing either, trying, and I hope succeeding, to
approach each film without preconceived notions. Having said
that, I must confess that after 1985's RAN, Kurosawa's work leaves me
emotionally uninvolved.
It seems to be no coincidence
that Kurosawa
wrote his last three films himself, whereas most if not all of his
other works were written by a three man team. Without his two
usual co-writers to kick in, or kick out, ideas, Kurosawa was free to
indulge
himself, telling his stories exactly the way he wanted to tell
them. Howveer, despite his reputation as a master of action,
borne out by
films such as SEVERN SAMURAI, YOJIMBO and HIDDEN FORTRESS, Kurosawa's
last films, especially RHAPSODY IN AUGUST, are plodding affairs with
little action of any kind. Of course, Kurosawa was in his
seventies, and could not be reasonably expectedly to be as energetic
and creative in his final years as he was in his prime. But
just
as I
would never expect Kurosawa to apologize for his later films being what
they
are, I will not apologize for not appreciating them as much as others
might, only explain why they do not move me.
The main problem with
RHAPSODY IN AUGUST,
which centers on Kane, an old woman who lost her husband to the atomic
bomb blast in Nagasaki, is that characters talk about things that have
happened, things that will happen and things that might happen, but
little is shown to us. In other words, Kurosawa tells instead
of
shows, which goes against the idea of a "moving picture" in both senses
of the phrase. Throughout the film, Kane endlessly describes
the
day of the blast to her four grandchildren, but unlike parts of RED
BEARD and even Kurosawa's next and final film MADADAYO, there are no
accompanying flashbacks to illustrate the stories, just talk.
No
matter how good the
actress is, and Sachiko Murase is marvelous, it is still all dialogue
and monologue, shot from mostly uninteresting angles. It
seems
strange for such a director, especially since his previous film DREAMS,
was all about visually illustrating stories on film.
Parts of
RHAPSODY IN AUGUST bear resemblance to earlier Kurosawa
films. Like
Nakajimi in RECORD OF A LIVING BEING, a confused Kane reacts to
lightning as if it were another atomic bomb blast, and like Watanabe of
IKIRU, Kane's age and
set in her ways manner are
contrasted by the liveliness of a younger generation. But like much of
the work of ex-Beatles, RHAPSODY IN AUGUST's resemblances to past
Kurosawa's work only serve to point out how much more fresh and alive
those earlier works were. And I say this with full knowledge
that
there was much about RECORD OF A LIVING BEING that I found
wanting. Yet it was a more
moving film on a similar subject, and it was made by a director in the
midst of one of his, and cinema's, greatest and longest
creative
peaks. The
four
grandchildren may present the same kind of contrast as IKIRU's young
office work did to the older bureaucrat, but Kurosawa never writes
scenes that give any of the younger actors the room to make a similar
impression as Miki Odagiri did in the earlier film.
Similarly,
Kane may be yet another
incarnation of Toshiro Mifune's Nakajimi in RECORD OF A LIVING BEING or
Takashi Shimura's Watanabe in IKIRU, but she does not have the same
impact because she is given little to do but speak.
Occasionally,
her speeches themselves may be moving, but she is a static character
until the end of the film. The film's final moments are
stirring,
if ambiguous, and also contain an image - Kane, with her
broken umbrella, struggling to run to Nagasaki during yet another
apocalyptic Kurosawa rainstorm - that matches Watanabe on the
playground swings for sheer poignancy. But one moving
sequence
and one unforgettable image does not make for a moving or unforgettable
film.
If you are
wondering about Richard,
Gere, yes, he is in this film and does an adequate job, in Japanese no
less, as Kane's American nephew.
½ -
JB