Watching a Tora
About poetry and time
The movie is sad
My girlfriend, my cat and I
Sit happily together
The fullest flowering of the chanbara film's decadent phase, its petals hosed red with arterial spray.
"Don't listen to their books or statues!" The arc of official history denied by the arc of a tracking shot. Liberal teleology subverted by a moving camera that condenses centuries and crosses continents, reordering time and space to recover a people's truth from the lies and omissions of the imperialists, the comprador bourgeoisie, the compromised intellectuals, the reformist politicians and *raises hand guiltily* the First World leftists. Platitudes of progress are criticised, parodied and, finally, superseded by a polyphony of…
The Lubitsch touch applied to the "vulgar details of how we earn our daily bread". A delicate pan away from a lonely man's humiliation; an expected point of view shot, discreetly withheld. The sadness of an empty mailbox; the happiness of a full envelope. Two people - slightly pretentious and mildly annoying, just like us - destroying their illusions so that each might find, in the other, someone willing to grow old with them. It's a wonderful life.