Michael Kerpan wrote:What Panorama releases did you get?
Hope you enjoy them?
I've got through half of my booty (
Passing Fancy,
An Inn in Tokyo,
The Only Son,
Brothers and Sisters of the Toda Family), so here are some comments.
The Panorama discs are pretty rough and ready. The three earlier films seem to be good transfers (sharp, decent contrast) of very damaged prints. Still, I prefer this warts-and-all presentation to the digitally-scrubbed
Record of a Tenement Gentleman on Tartan, which is rather soft and has lost quite a bit of filmic texture.
The image of
Brothers and Sisters of the Toda Family is softer than the earlier three, and the print is heavily damaged, particularly at reel changes. The soundtrack is very poor - dialogue faint, sound effects generally drowned out by hiss – especially in the third reel, where the background crackle drowns out almost everything (thank heaven for subtitles!)
The sound on
The Only Son is decent.
Passing Fancy is completely silent (but still begins, comically, with a bombastic Dolby Digital trailer);
An Inn in Tokyo has a generic musical accompaniment that is passable, but seems pretty random and drops out entirely at times.
Passing Fancy I liked the least of the four. It has some great character bits, but is compromised by an arbitrary, implausible melodramatic storyline. We're not only asked to believe that, having fought to save his son, Kihachi would then abandon him, but also that he'd then do a further about-face for the sake of an out-of-place comic ending. If you ignore the broader plot, though, the film shows Ozu's characteristic perception and wit. The relationship between illiterate father and better educated son has been treated in plenty of films, but it's generally between a parent and their adult son, and the key-note is embarrassment, contempt or resentment, priming us for a syrupy reconciliation. Ozu shows us a completely different dynamic, and Tomio is yet another in his long line of superb, realistic child characters.
An Inn in Tokyo is a close variation on the key plot elements of
Passing Fancy. The scrabble for survival is even more pronounced (and there are more mouths to feed), and generally this is darker in tone, with less comic relief. There's another sick child, another crucial debt, another desperate action to address the debt, the same misunderstanding about the nature of the debt, and another climactic abandonment, but this time without the comic coda. It's fascinating to see how Ozu can wrest a very different viewing experience from such similar materials.
The canard about
Good Morning being a remake of
I Was Born, But. . . becomes ever more unsupportable the more you see of Ozu. His films mercilessly recycle plot ideas, creating a web of cross-references that enrich our understanding of his working methods and worldview. Both
The Only Son and
Brothers and Sisters of the Toda Family could be considered as anticipations of elements of
Tokyo Story, though they are as completely different from that film as they are from one another.
The Only Son involves a parent's disappointing trip to stay with her offspring in Tokyo, though the child is in this case a good person and behaves towards his parent in exemplary fashion: it's almost the anti-
Tokyo Story, and the film's beautiful, subtle tragedy rests on the difference between the son becoming a good man and a Great Man.
Brothers and Sisters anticipates the later film's plot thread of shuttling the (unwanted) parents from sibling to sibling, and ultimately outside the immediate family. This is hardly original to Ozu (it was hardly original to Shakespeare), but it's interesting to see how differently he handles the situation in the two films.
Brothers and Sisters is far more didactic and theatrical that
Tokyo Story, and the (mis)treatment culminates in a dressing-down by the newly returned youngest sibling (like Cordelia returning from France to bitch-slap Goneril and Regan into line – maybe this is the anti-
Ran?) It's nevertheless a terrific film. Ozu employs a lot of long shots, possibly to ensure that we take note of the architectural details that say so much about the characters, and he's working on the sprawling narrative scale that he'd refine to some kind of perfection in
Early Summer. When the narrative strays slightly, Ozu delivers some real gems of scenes: the grandmother's time out with her grandson; Setsuko's satirical deconstruction of the highfalutin guests' leftovers. The conclusion of the film may be tidy and theatrical, but Ozu manages to contrive a gorgeous open ending with his whimsical final shot of Shojiro running across the beach (and away from commitment).
In these four films you also get a good sense of the range of Ozu. His characteristic style is steadily becoming established, and what camera movement there is is minimal, and generally incorporates some major static element (e.g. tracking to follow figures as they walk down a street or setting a camera on the running board of a car to gaze past the wheelarch and headlamps at Tokyo's tall buildings). The opening of
The Only Son, in which a chain of establishing shots, each one carefully linked to the last by some specific detail, ushers us into the silk factory, is beautiful and inimitable.
Although he's conventionally associated with middle-class subjects, in these four films he ranges from abject poverty (
An Inn in Tokyo), through working class subsistence (
Passing Fancy) and lower-middle-class impoverishment (
The Only Son) to the haute-bourgeois-fallen-on-hard-times Toda Family. In each film, money is a key issue, but it's treated differently from film to film. In the silent films, money is a central plot device, and we become acutely aware of the role specific amounts of money play in the lives of the characters (so much for a meal, so much for a doctor, so much for a stray dog). In
The Only Son, money is less concrete, but it takes on an enormous symbolic weight: rather than serving the ends of plot, it defines or limits the relationships between characters. The mother's monetary investment in her son's education represents the life she's sacrificed for him; the son's borrowing from his colleagues represents the degree by which he has fallen short of his mother's hopes of success. With that build-up, the mother's parting gift (money for her grandson), while remaining completely ordinary, becomes completely heartbreaking.