Ten of the Best Films From Japan

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So rich has been the history and variety of films from the Land of the Rising Sun that narrowing down a selection of the best—or even of favourites—is practically impossible.

Here, then, is something a little more provisional: an eclectic anthology of ten titles which will each amaze, enthral and astonish, and which collectively will serve as a taster for the many complex flavours and aromas of Japanese cinema. Aware that an entirely different list could serve the same purpose, I make no apologies for obvious omissions—including list stalwarts like “Tokyo Story” (1953) and “The Seven Samurai” (1954), or indeed anything from the filmographies of national treasures Mikio Naruse, Yasujiro Ozu, Kenji Mizoguchi and Akira Kurosawa.

Top: The dream world of Satoshi Kon’s anime “Paprika” makes a Monkey of reality.
Harakiri (Seppuku, 1962), sword fighting
Tatsuya Nakadai’s lone ronin taking on an entire clan and its code.

Harakiri

In Masaki Kobayashi’s layered chanbara, a lowly, half-starved ronin (Tatsuya Nakadai) wreaks meticulous revenge upon a noble house, exposing the emptiness of all the cherished icons and values that the Iyi clan keeps guarded indoors. Written by Shinobu Hashimoto (“The Seven Samurai, Rashomon”), “Harakiri” concerns strategic wordplay as much as swordplay, setting its nested tales within the echoing chambers of a structure whose walls are made of paper. It is also an allegory for the hierarchies and hypocrisy of the corporations emerging from the ashes of Japan’s more recent wars. There is also an excellent 2011 remake from Takashi Miike (in 3D!).

body modification, suspension in Ichi The Killer
Kakihara (Tadanobu Asano) is hooked on torturous interrogations.

Ichi The Killer

Speaking of Miike, heady live-action manga adaptation “Ichi The Killer” is as lofty a peak as any from which to plunge into this absurdly prolific filmmaker’s perverse preoccupations. A mysterious mesmerist (filmmaker Shinya Tsukamoto) manipulates a masturbatory crybaby (Nao Omori) into slicing his way through the ranks of a yakuza gang, all the way up to its sadomasochistic lieutenant (Tadanobu Asano). Once you recover from the jaw-dropping outrage of this film’s cartoonish sex and ultraviolence, it is worth trying to work back through its labyrinthine plotting and Machiavellian power plays. If it all seems like a schoolboy fantasy of empowerment and revenge, perhaps it is exactly that.

operating room in Vital (2004)
Hiroshi (Tadanobu Asano) is a cool operator.

Vital

Tadanobu Asano also stars in my favourite Shinya Tsukamoto film, “Vital.” Left with severe amnesia from a car crash, Hiroshi (Asano) gradually rebuilds his shattered selfdom even as, in a resumed anatomy class, he meticulously dissects the cadaver of his former girlfriend Ryoko (Nami Tsukamoto), who was killed in the same accident that he survived—and who still occasionally visits him as a dancing ghost. Tsukamoto’s usual focus on identity crises, bizarre love triangles and body horror is present and correct—but this mysterious memento mori is also an artful, contemplative affair, concerned as much with life as with death.

weird stuff in House (Hausu, 1977)
Nobuhiko Obayashi’s “House” might leave you wondering where your head’s at.

House

The Western stereotype of Japan in general—and of Japanese cinema in particular—as a repository of all things “crazy” can leave Western viewers surprised by the typically more conservative reality. “House,” however, is as wonderfully weird as a film can be. Toho Company tasked young commercials director Nobuhiko Obayashi with creating a horror film to match the success of “Jaws” (1975)—and the result is a punkish remix of haunted house clichés, surreal melodrama, kung fu, musical numbers, deliriously kitsch imagery and, in improbable tribute to Spielberg’s hit, a watery attack on a woman that takes place entirely within the confines of a rural mansion. “House” is genuinely bananas.

spirit of the warrior, Gojoe (Gojô reisenki: Gojoe, 2000)
“Gojoe” tells a different tale of Yoshitsune.

Gojoe

Sogo Ishii lifts two legendary figures—monstrous warrior monk Benkei (Daisuke Ryu, of “Kagemusha” and “Ran” fame) and noble young swordsman Yoshitsune (Tadanobu Asano, again)—from the fifteenth-century chronicle Gikeiki, reinvents (and inverts) their traditional characterisation, adds an ominous industrial score, and overturns every expectation of a samurai epic. Facing—and easily dispatching—whole armies of clan enemies on the Gojoe Bridge, Shanao (the future Yoshitsune) is on a spiritual quest for divinity that transcends the mere politics of vendetta, but as his only worthy opponent Benkei circles in to stop all the killing, the film acquires and sustains an extraordinary intensity beyond the world of human history—before finding a way to span the spiritual and the mundane. Like a lightning strike, a film like this only comes once.

romantic scene in Woman of the Dunes
Marriage on the microscopic rocks.

Woman of the Dunes

A very different kind of combat is depicted in Hiroshi Teshigahara’s “Woman of the Dunes,” in which an unhappily married entomologist (Eiji Okada) visiting a remote desert coastal region finds himself tricked into the sandpit of a local widow (Kyoko Kishida) and forced to help her empty it of sand every night to prevent both of them being buried alive. Microscopically observing these Sisyphean labours and the marriage of convenience that evolves between them, “Woman of the Dunes” is a surreally evocative masterpiece of domestic claustrophobia, erotic tension and existential crisis—with its everyman protagonist finding unexpected freedom in imprisonment.

drinking, Assassination (Ansatsu, 1964)
Sake? Make mine a double (cross).

Assassination

Though set in the second half of the nineteenth century as Japan was divided between Imperialist isolationism and a Shogun-supported outward embrace of America, Masahiro Shinoda’s “Assassination” is also very much about Japan’s twentieth-century post-war dispensation, when old nationalisms were vying with emerging westernisation. Shinoda finds for these ages of “double-edged turmoil” a double-edged hero, the enigmatic, opportunistic ronin Hachiro Kyokawa (Tetsuo Tamba) whose ambiguous motives and methods in navigating the politics of his time capture the slippery stakes of any nation in transition. The film is chanbara as detective story, with Kyokawa’s elusive identity both the quarry and the crime scene. One of my all-time favourite films.

paprika anime movie, mind-bending
The real self emerges from the chrysalis of the virtual.

Paprika

Anime excellence might easily have been represented by any title from maestro Hayao Miyazaki, but I have opted instead for Satoshi Kon’s “Paprika.” Its “Inception”-inspiring premise of a young woman who can expertly dive into other people’s dreams fully exploits the fluid, plastic capacities of animation to realise an ever-shifting, unstable world ruled by arbitrariness and id, while inventively exploring the connections between reality and fiction, between the internet and the collective unconscious, between dreams and film itself. Formally experimental, “Paprika” pushes the possibilities of cinema to—and over—the edge. It is also an escapist expression of pure joy from start to finish.

woods, Charisma (Karisuma, 1999)
Yabuike (Koji Yakusho) can’t see the woods for the trees.

Charisma

After making a fatal decision in a life-or-death situation, worldweary Tokyo cop Yabuike (Koji Yakusho) is put on leave, ending up in a mountainous forest where he becomes trapped in a local conflict over a tree. The visual style of Kiyoshi Kurosawa’s “Charisma” may be plain, and the premise may sound simple, but this film, as unnervingly calm as it is violent, concerns itself with huge eco-philosophical themes: the place of the individual within a dynamic system, the mismatched dance of morality and Darwinism, the inevitable co-existence of order and chaos. By the time “Charisma” has reached its apocalyptic end, you can no longer see the wood for the trees.

woman screaming, devil's mask, Onibaba (1964)
In Kaneto Shindo’s “Onibaba,” the devil’s mask reveals the true face.

Onibaba

Left to fend for themselves at home while the menfolk are off fighting a protracted civil conflict, a woman (Nobuko Otowa) and her daughter-in-law (Jitsuko Yoshimura) have resorted to robbing passing soldiers and dumping their bodies into a gaping pit —until desperate news and erotic jealousy drive one of the two women to don a pillaged devil’s mask. Communist independent director Kaneto Shindo’s horrifying fable of all-too-mortal monsters carries an obvious message about the devastation and dehumanisation wrought by war—but in the tall susuki grasses where much of Onibaba’s actions take place there lurks a parallel parable in which the burial pit figures the bottomless, all-consuming rapacity of capitalism in a world where everything has price, but nothing has value. Though set in a medieval age, Shindo’s film is timeless.

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June 22, 2017 Cinema