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Film review published in Yoshi issue 23, September 2008.
Katsuhito Ishii has finally nailed that "promising young director" label people kept trying to stick on him. His previous work, The Wolf and the Lamb and Party 7, were really just stepping stones to prove his real talent with The Taste of Tea—the film that swept up all those awards at various international festivals. Then you have Forest Gump, First Contact, or the one with the more localized title, Naisu no mora, which are actually signed by three different directors. Besides Ishii, he worked alongside two school buddies, Hajimine Ishimine and Shunichiro Miki, who are also recognized short film directors now.
Trying to explain the plot is useless because it’s basically twenty or more short vignettes and anecdotes delivered through comedy sketches by the Moliti Brothers. Throw in a bizarre, dreamlike atmosphere and you get the gist. What is it exactly? You probably haven't seen anything this wildly surreal in ages, and honestly, you might never see anything like it again. At times, you won't know if Forest Gump is a tribute to Monty Python, David Lynch, or David Cronenberg, but you will definitely feel every single emotion coming at you. It's rare to see surrealism this intense stay so fun and funky, but Ishii and his crew pull it off, leading the whole thing toward an ecstatic finale—a totally wild concert in the woods. It's packed with details, too; you'll need to watch it a few times to catch everything. And the soundtrack? Absolutely killer. It’s so fresh and unique you’ll want to go out and buy the CD immediately.
The cast absolutely crushed their eccentric roles. Tadanob asana and Susum Teraj were brilliant as usual, but everyone else was just magically perfect. The duo consisting of Notti and Takefumi is especially memorable—a girl and a guy dreaming about their interconnected musical lives through dance. Yeah. And let's not forget the girls' pillow fight in the Babbling Onsen Vixens segment after they finish gossiping about the most nonsensical things ever. Hmmmmm. What about those three brothers? Two are American and the third is just this chubby white kid constantly eating Snickers and throwing around random words the whole movie? Okay, enough spoilers. Just go watch it.
Katsuhito Ishii has finally nailed that "promising young director" label people kept trying to stick on him. His previous work, The Wolf and the Lamb and Party 7, were really just stepping stones to prove his real talent with The Taste of Tea—the film that swept up all those awards at various international festivals. Then you have Forest Gump, First Contact, or the one with the more localized title, Naisu no mora, which are actually signed by three different directors. Besides Ishii, he worked alongside two school buddies, Hajimine Ishimine and Shunichiro Miki, who are also recognized short film directors now.
Trying to explain the plot is useless because it’s basically twenty or more short vignettes and anecdotes delivered through comedy sketches by the Moliti Brothers. Throw in a bizarre, dreamlike atmosphere and you get the gist. What is it exactly? You probably haven't seen anything this wildly surreal in ages, and honestly, you might never see anything like it again. At times, you won't know if Forest Gump is a tribute to Monty Python, David Lynch, or David Cronenberg, but you will definitely feel every single emotion coming at you. It's rare to see surrealism this intense stay so fun and funky, but Ishii and his crew pull it off, leading the whole thing toward an ecstatic finale—a totally wild concert in the woods. It's packed with details, too; you'll need to watch it a few times to catch everything. And the soundtrack? Absolutely killer. It’s so fresh and unique you’ll want to go out and buy the CD immediately.
The cast absolutely crushed their eccentric roles. Tadanob asana and Susum Teraj were brilliant as usual, but everyone else was just magically perfect. The duo consisting of Notti and Takefumi is especially memorable—a girl and a guy dreaming about their interconnected musical lives through dance. Yeah. And let's not forget the girls' pillow fight in the Babbling Onsen Vixens segment after they finish gossiping about the most nonsensical things ever. Hmmmmm. What about those three brothers? Two are American and the third is just this chubby white kid constantly eating Snickers and throwing around random words the whole movie? Okay, enough spoilers. Just go watch it.