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Monday, July 27, 2020

Japan Film Week 2020 Festival Report



Since Eiga Sai was cancelled, cinephiles from all over the Philippines have been looking for something to whet their appetites in terms of Japanese film. Well, look no further; Solar Pictures and the Japan Foundation have teamed up to screen a number of films for free on streaming service Vimeo. Here are some short thoughts on what I saw.

For a film about a family dealing with a cancer diagnosis, Hana's Miso Soup is surprisingly light and sometimes even funny. Based on the real-life story of the Yasutake family, the film's outlook is generally positive, even though the very real possibility of death lurks at every turn. 

The film isn't in too much of a hurry, and it curiously opts not to dwell to much on the treatment, the actual disease itself or even the mourning process. It is different compared to other films in this regard, but it functions as a reminder to the audience that life doesn't have to be solely defined by a sickness; it doesn't have to always be mired in darkness. We move on with our lives whether we like it or not, and sometimes the best people to lean on during trying times are just beside you. 

There's a certain level of importance that's placed in the film with leaving legacies behind, embodied by the titular miso soup: we're not always going to be there for our loved ones forever, so it's good to leave something for them whether it be wisdom, life lessons or just pure and simple love.

Waste is inevitable in a consumerist society, especially in the materials that serve as containers of the things we consume. People usually throw these containers away, but for artists like Fuyuki Shimazu, the subject of the documentary From All Corners, these containers are a treasure trove.

The movie delves into Shimazu's obsession with cardboard boxes, the process of their creation, and segues into the Japanese penchant for mascots and iconography even in innocuous things like packaging. The idea of upcycling is mentioned, and even though in some ways it is integral to the story From All Corners is trying to tell, its inclusion mostly at the very end feels like an afterthought.

But perhaps the most illuminating part of the documentary is how it shows us the strange connection people have with things, and how our connection to those things help connect us with each other in surprising and sometimes even emotional ways.

It's pretty obvious that Bittersweet is an adaptation of a manga series (in this case a webmanga), as it liberally employs the tropes from the genre all throughout. Based on Yumiwo Kobayashi's work of the same name, Bittersweet is a film about a twentysomething ad creative (Haruna Kawaguchi) who befriends Nagisa, a handsome vegetarian who happens to be a teacher as well. The thing is, Nagisa is gay.

That said, it's refreshing to see the relationship continue as a friendship without it devolving into a romance. The film is lighthearted and funny, and in line with most of the offerings in this year's festival, is about stopping to look at the little things in life, contrasting the simple rural lifestyle with the city life in places like Tokyo.

Granted, the film might have glossed over several story arcs of the manga to focus on the central relationship, but that's an unfortunate side effect of the adaptation process. Perhaps the most crowdpleasing of all the entries in this lineup, Bittersweet is a well-acted, fun time.

Taiwan has a complicated relationship with Japan. When I went to Taiwan for the first time last year, I learned that some of the older generation knew how to speak Japanese, as the place had been a Japanese colony from the late 1800s to the second world war.

That said, the autobiographical What's For Dinner, Mom? is a personal chronicle, a series of vignettes from a family history, instead of an exploration of cultural identity. And both cultures are seen mostly through the food that the characters cook and eat all throughout the movie, never quite clashing, just coexisting (a viewpoint that, as a person of two cultures, I understand as well).

As the narrative strands in this film are loosely tied together, this is more a film of reminiscences and regrets than anything else, seeking more to contemplate rather than probe into forgotten histories. It's an opportunity that could have led to interesting ideas, since the main character's father was a dissident who identified himself as Japanese. But the film stands as it is, with all the melodrama and delicious food it can muster.

There's a lot to admire in Makoto Nakamura's Chieri and Cherry: the fact that it's a rare Japanese stop motion animation, that despite it being a kid's animation, it doesn't shy away from difficult topics like death and mourning, and that for the most part it's thoughtful about the issues it wants to address.

On the other hand, the film feels like the last episode to a series that doesn't exist. We're introduced to the titular two characters having gone through a lot of adventures themselves, but we haven't seen those adventures. That makes certain events in the climax of the film not stick.

Still, the film shows us the many ways children cope with the loss of a parent, and we are shown that the ways that they cope are often filtered through their imaginations. In a present day world where such losses are felt even more deeply, this might be a good reminder for former kids everywhere.



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We end our little sojourn into Japanese film with The Takatsu River, a quiet slice of life story about a town with the cleanest river in Japan. Like many rural towns in Japan, the young people are moving out for opportunities in the city and the population is getting older. But ironically many of the young people in the film are very much interested in staying; one came from the city and loved the simple (albeit laborious) life after going on a field trip, and another is very much aware of the place's culture, willing to preserve it for future generations.

Most of the anxiety in the film comes from the middle aged people, the parents and fisherfolk who are apprehensive about seeing their little town converted into something else for the sake of, say tourism. There's an obvious divide between those who leave and those who are left behind, and those who prefer individual growth over duty and family.

There's a certain charm in showing the rhythms of simple life, from festival preparations to small events to quiet nights drinking together. There's a little bit of melancholy to balance it out, as the third act of the film involves the closing of the local elementary school, as there are no more kids to sustain it. But that's balanced out with a bit of hope as well, in a father's proud admission of his son's achievements, or in a son's return to filial piety. Watching The Takatsu River made me want to live there, and if the movie wanted to do that in the first place, mission accomplished.

Saturday, July 11, 2020

Aswang



This country, the 2019 film Aswang says, is a land of fear.

It is a film seen through the eyes of our countrymen, and not through the eyes of an outsider or a passive observer. There are no monoliths, no personalities set up to be martyrs, just people and their pain. And there is so much pain to be had.

This is a kingdom where the rulers are boogeymen, their presence deeply felt even though, in this film, they are not seen at all, their names unsaid. The film isn't about them; this is a film about the war that they have waged upon society's most vulnerable. To them, it is an easy war, perhaps even in their warped minds, a just one.

This is a kingdom of corpses, both living and dead, forgotten in morgues or left to rot behind secret doors, all trapped in dark prisons, the result of laws and non-laws that value extermination over rehabilitation. The monster's words kill indiscriminately, but these words are a remedy that kills the infection but neglects the abscess that fuels it. 

This is a kingdom of silence, where people no longer hear, a land of the bereaved. Their grief is lost in this silence, except to those who still bear to listen.

This is the land of the blind, where indiscriminate death has become a fact of life. This blindness is sometimes willful, a refusal to see out of blind faith. But there is light in the darkness. Even in the land of the blind, there are some that dare to open their eyes.

Udine Far East Film Festival Dispatches



Another international film festival recently ended its online edition this month: Udine, Italy's Far East Film Festival. Boasting a lineup from the giants of Asian Cinema (including a few entries from the Philippines!) the festival has made available some films from their selection available for worldwide audiences. 

Here are some films that I watched during the festival period:


Andrew Lau's 2019 film The Captain is based on a true story - a routine flight to Tibet that took an alarming turn when the forward cockpit shattered. Like many big Chinese productions, The Captain tries to mimic the tropes and structure of Hollywood blockbusters, but something ultimately feels missing from the final product. Don't get me wrong, there are thrills to be had in this movie, but they only exist in the middle of the film. It starts out introducing several passengers whose personal lives are inconsequential to the larger plot, and it doesn't know when to stop, continuing a good 20 minutes after the movie should've ended.

Certain promotion materials for The Captain compare it to Clint Eastwood's Sully (2016), but that film was more a character study than a mere hagiography - in Lau's film. with all its hand-holdy, patriotic corniness, the hagiographic qualities are more than evident.


I still cannot fully wrap my head around Johnny To's 2019 film Chasing Dream - a strange, gaudy mishmash of martial arts film, rom (com?) and musical. The genre mixing doesn't feel right - it reminds me of Joven Tan's 2019 film Damaso in that it has a lot of great ideas that don't quite gel.

That said, I also have the nagging suspicion that this is a deconstruction of the love-conquers-all crowdpleaser, by making both its lead characters unlikeable (props to Jacky Heung for making me root for his opponent at times), by introducing several problematic elements and by ramping up the cheese factor to eleven. The world of Chasing Dream isn't even pretending to hide its falseness, it's all out in the open. Whether that deconstructive approach was intentional or not, only To can say for sure, and I don't exactly have his number on speed-dial.


Layla Ji's debut film Victim(s) feels like an apt companion piece to contemporaries such as Derek Tsang's Better Days (2019) and Arden Rod Condez's John Denver Trending (2019) in that all three films explore different aspects of bullying, with Better Days framing the bullying in the context of a brutal school system, and JDT framing its depiction of bullying in the context of the social media age.

The film begins with misdirection - the aftermath of a seemingly senseless killing is shown, and it seems like an open and shut case. But things are hardly as they seem, and the entire second half of the film makes things a lot more complicated. Innocuous scenes from the first part of the film feel like an alternate reality once the entirety of the film is seen - but the difference between the same characters in the film's first and second halves depends more on perception, highlighting a generation gap and the disconnection that sort of gap inevitably brings with it.

While at times technically shaky and hard to watch because of sensitive content, the film ends with an absolutely astonishing ending, which to me ranks among one of the best movie endings of the year. No one comes out on top within a culture of violence - the system makes victims of us all.