I'm loving this Japanese New Wave stuff that I've been watching.
@europe1,
@Rimbaud82,
@moreorless87, you guys ever venture into the
nūberu bāgu? Whenever I teach Japanese cinema in any film history classes, I usually stay pretty much to the 1930s-1960s, and I usually screen a Kon Ichikawa film (typically, I screen
The Burmese Harp,
Fires on the Plain, or
An Actor's Revenge). After the unit on Japanese cinema,
then I go into the French New Wave and showcase its influence with looks at the British New Wave (I either screen
Alfie or
If....) and what I call the American New Wave (I always show
Midnight Cowboy, especially since it was directed by one of the British New Wave directors who went to Hollywood). But the Japanese New Wave is interesting because it wasn't so much influenced by the French New Wave as it sprang up at the same time as the French New Wave. At the same time, from around the mid-1950s to the late 1960s, not only were filmmakers from the "West" and the "East" both experimenting with narrative and aesthetic form, they were also starting to more explicitly politicize their work. It's fascinating stuff.
I started with Seijun Suzuki, but I'm not a big fan of his.
Tokyo Drifter is fascinating and
Branded to Kill is obviously his calling card, but neither one of them really wowed me. For Japanese crime shit, I much preferred Masahiro Shinoda's
Pale Flower, which is the best Japanese film noir that I've seen (yes, I'm looking at you,
Stray Dog - Kurosawa ain't got shit on Shinoda). And speaking of Shinoda
, europe, I know that you and I are big fans of
The Sword of Doom. Well, if you haven't seen Shinoda's
Assassination or
Samurai Spy, get on that shit ASAP.
Samurai Spy especially I think that you'd dig, because it has both Leone vibes and Chang Cheh vibes.
Now if we're talking about the
best New Wave filmmaker, I've got to give it up to Shōhei Imamura.
Stolen Desire and
Endless Desire are both great,
Pigs and Battleships and
The Pornographers are even better, and
The Insect Woman is his crowning achievement and possibly the GOAT New Wave film. The close second is Nagisa Ōshima. He struck me as the most Godardian, particularly in his debut film,
Street of Love and Hope, and most notably
Night and Fog in Japan, which not only has the Alain Resnais tip of the hat in the title but which has a narrative that made me immediately think of Godard's later film
The Chinese. The reason that Ōshima is famous, though, is for his sexually-charged shit, from
Cruel Story of Youth (which I enjoyed but didn't think was anything special) and
Violence at Noon (fascinating film with a really cool aesthetic) to
Sing a Song of Sex (hilarious film with decent satire, too) and
Diary of a Shinjuku Thief (more interesting than enjoyable but still solid) all the way up to his most controversial films,
In the Realm of the Senses and
Empire of Passion.
In the Realm of the Senses is one of the wildest movies you'll ever see, and no surprise it was a French co-production, as only the films of Catherine Breillat go harder in the paint than
In the Realm of the Senses.
I still need to (re)watch a handful of other films on Criterion Channel from Koreyoshi Kurahara and Hiroshi Teshigahara, but I'm enjoying this little foreign film run that I'm on. And this comes on the heels of a run where I caught up on all of my MCU and DCEU films. Very productive moviewatching summer so far
I couldn't finish Hidden in the Woods. I watched Tapped Out. It was a fucking embarrassment. For the writer / star more than anybody I suppose but there's nobody that should have walked away feeling proud of that thing. The worst movie of its kind that I have ever seen I think.
Damn, that's too bad. I'll still get around to them eventually, but I'm in no rush.
He makes a lot of movies with his wife now, kind of like Rob Zombie. And I'm glad they seem to have a great relationship and enjoy working together but it has also turned into kind of a sausage factory for cheap crap movies that should be beneath him.
I'm with you here. If they're having a good time and feel artistically fulfilled, good on 'em.
But I don't think better stuff is offering itself to him. He got a bit of a shot with The Mandalorian and...it wasn't a performance up to his capabilities.
He also had a role in The Walking Dead and it was a little better but...at the same time it seems like he has regressed. A lot of yelling where he was able to get across much more menace with hardly ever raising his voice in Tombstone or The Abyss. At his age, he should be even better at that...
Dude, I'm one of those who thinks he not only should've been nominated for Best Supporting Actor for
The Abyss, he should've fucking won the Oscar for that performance. Imagine what his career could've been if he'd entered the '90s as
Oscar winner Michael Biehn
I think Tombstone but especially the Young Guns films stand above the other 80s/90s pop westerns that you listed.
I think Emilio Estevez was Oscar nomination good as Billy the Kid. He was made for that role the way Judd Nelson was made for The Breakfast Club, and I don't think either came close to that level in any other role. I think Alan Silvestri should have been nominated at a minimum for the score of Young Guns 2.
Like you I am a fan of more classic westerns but those three in particular I put in similar esteem.
Oh, I didn't mean to imply any hate toward the films that I listed. I wouldn't go as far as you and say that I hold any of those movies in similar esteem as the classics, but like you, I'll always have a soft spot for the Young Guns films, and on the whole, I enjoy to varying degrees all of those '90s Westerns.
Along with a few that get completely overlooked these days. I have McCabe & Mrs. Miller in the running for the #1 spot.
I never learned to like Robert Altman. A lot of hardcore cinephiles
love him, especially that '70s run of his from
MASH through
Nashiville, but it just never clicked with me and I've yet to try them again.
You also said the films don't rival Eastwood's 60s to 80s work. The only 80s western I can think of offhand was Pale Rider and I wasn't that blown away. It seemed kind of like a test run to work out the kinks for some aspects of Unforgiven.
I just meant that Eastwood's prime begins in the '60s and ends in the '80s. That's not to say that
Pale Rider is necessarily/automatically superior to all post-'80s Westerns, just that it bookends Eastwood's Cowboy heyday.