Showing posts with label xenophobia. Show all posts
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Tuesday, June 23, 2026

Happyend


 











how the security system sees the students









Writer/director Neo Sora


director on the set

Music Research Club































HAPPYEND              B                                                                                                           Japan  USA  Singapore  Great Britain  (113 mi)  2024  d: Neo Sora

The systems that define people are crumbling in Tokyo.  Something big is about to change.     —opening screen innertitle

One day, a school teacher                                                                                                    Lectured before his students                                                                                                        “If you don’t get 100 points in the test                                                                                            You won’t become worthy people”                                                                                                  Eat shit and die!                                                                                                                            Eat shit and die!                                                                                                                              The most important thing in the world is a computer.

—Eat Shit and Die, a protest song by Okabayashi Nobuyasu, 1969

Made by the son of legendary film composer Ryuichi Sakamoto, Sora was born in New York, raised in both New York and Tokyo, graduating from Philosophy and Film Studies at Wesleyan University, he is a filmmaker and installation artist, where this film grew out of a writer’s workshop at the Sundance Institute Screenwriters and Director’s Lab.  Having gone to a Quaker school from fourth grade through high school, Sora was anything but a rebel, so this subject may have held a special appeal for him.  Something of a throwback to Takeshi Kitano’s KIDS RETURN (1996), Toshiaki Toyoda’s Blue Spring (Aoi haru) (2001), or Shunji Iwai’s ALL ABOUT LILY CHOU-CHOU (2001), though not really a marked improvement on any of those films, while more recently Japanese films have offered political critiques through social realism, like Hirokazu Koreeda’s Shoplifters (Manbiki kazoku) (2018), or South Korea’s Bong Joon-ho with his Oscar-winning Parasite (Gisaengchung) (2019).  Yet this is a colder more sterile existence of a high school film set in the near future of a dystopian Tokyo, where the streets are always eerily empty, continually under the constant threat of emergency earthquake alerts, with a familiar student musical chant reminding us, “The most important thing in the world is a computer,” which is part of the Eat Shit and Die protest song by Okabayashi Nobuyasu that was banned in the late 60’s for its political content.  Basically a film that shows what it means to be a young person growing up in Japan today, this technologically forward world is a reminder of how easily it is to lose our humanity in the advancing pursuit of progress, as we tend to forget the bonds that tie us all together.  This film is far more politicized, though viewed from a disgruntled youth point of view, where authority figures tend to be far-right with fascist and xenophobic tendencies, demeaning foreigners as not really being Japanese, which has an overly divisive way of being racist and demeaning, with the government projecting messages onto the clouds, where the sky itself is turned into an advertising billboard.  While policy decisions start at the top, they have a way of being felt even in high school, which is a social stratosphere unto itself, with the film challenging the commonly held assumptions about Japan as harmonious, homogeneous, and traditional, where there’s a sense of dread and doom that pervades the film mixed with the joy and energy of youth.  Essentially a coming-of-age story as we follow two high school students on the verge of graduation, as the film's plot revolves around the personal friendship between two characters who struggle over their differences on how they view the world around them, the mischievous Yuta (Hayato Kurihara), always wearing headphones around his neck, who comes from a more privileged background, and the brooding Kou (model and track and field athlete Yukito Hidaka), who is a “Special Permanent Resident,” a 4th generation Zainichi Korean living in Japan (Zainichi Koreans in Japan: Exploring the Ethnic Minority's ...), two childhood friends since kindergarten that go everywhere together.  With aspirations of becoming a DJ, often seen stealing school musical equipment, they hang with a musically-inspired clique of five that includes class clown Ata-Chan (Yûta Hayashi) and half-Chinese Ming (Shina Peng), who eventually become a couple, and a lone black character in Tomu (Arazi), rare in Asian films, whose father was black American, becoming something of a diplomatic peacemaker in all their squabbles before heading off to college in America and reluctantly leaving his friends behind.

Coming from a director who has shown an admiration for films like Nicholas Ray’s Rebel Without a Cause (1955), François Truffaut’s The 400 Blows (Les quatre cents coups) (1959), and Edward Yang’s A Brighter Summer Day (Gu ling jie shao nian sha ren shi jian) (1991), Sora takes his own read on the contemporary sociopolitical climate through the emotional turbulence of late adolescence, and in doing so captures the intensity of teenage angst.  After sneaking into a nightclub to witness a muscular DJ in action (Yousuke Yukimatsu), where we find ourselves in the middle of an exhilarating light sequence for pulsating techno music until the police arrive and shut the place down, but Yuta and Kou aren’t done, as they decide to sneak past the guards in the middle of the night to play their own edgy techno music in a room they’ve designated as their “Music Research Club” (with a total of five members), creating even more havoc afterwards with an ingenious school prank, turning the Principal’s prized yellow sports car on its end like an obelisk, where it appears like an avant garde art display the next morning, with students surrounding it in awe and astonishment, wondering how they did it, and by who, many of them laughing with glee while taking pictures with their phones.  An infuriated Principal (Shirō Sano), a cartoonish, one-dimensional character who appears more like a villain, describes this as an act of terrorism (which he doesn’t really believe, but he uses this to justify his own nefarious inclinations), sending all of the students to homeroom for police questioning.  Curiously enough, the boys conveniently show up without their phones (hidden in a student’s desk), so their whereabouts on the previous evening could not be tracked.  It’s hard to make a rebellious youth movie with all the students dressed exactly alike in standard uniforms, dark pants or skirts and white shirts or blouses, where conformity is a behavior modification to produce obedience and acceptance of the prevailing moral order, but students always find creative ways to resist authority.  With Ata-Chan joking that he might want to grow up as a cop, as there will always be delinquents around, like Yuta and Kou, this produces an element of seriousness, as one of the more radicalized students, Fumi (Kilala Inori), offers a surprising comeback that leaves them speechless, “The cops are bureaucrats with weapons who protect the wealth of a country and its rich.”  This viewpoint appears aimed at the nation’s government, as the Prime Minister (Shunsaku Yajima) routinely goes on television with false catastrophic warnings of coming earthquakes, which is an authoritarian way of controlling the behavior of the public through fear, basically ingraining obedience, where schools use a similar technique, as Japan prides itself on how safe it keeps its society.  In response to the incident, the school installs a sophisticated, AI facial recognition surveillance system capable of identifying students and their behavior, capturing everything from dress code violations, leaving classrooms early, smoking, or even getting too close to another student, like holding hands or kissing, which is instantly reported on a huge screen in the building’s courtyard so everyone can see, students and teachers alike, immediately issuing point deductions which ring up like a video game, yet can prevent graduation or lead to expulsion.

Students react differently to the surveillance intrusion, with some instantly mocking it, while others simply ignore its presence and the over-controlling ramifications, where the film essentially becomes a collective struggle on the loss of freedom and the struggle for human rights against a repressive authority represented by their school, police, and digital surveillance.  When a Self-Defense Force military instructor arrives to a classroom, anyone who is not a Japanese citizen is forced to leave, like Kou, Ming, and Tomu, an overtly xenophobic act of discrimination, mirroring the views of the government, which relentlessly blames crime rates on non-citizens, recalling the Kantō Massacre of 1923 which followed a massive earthquake one hundred years earlier, targeting mainly ethnic Koreans who were accused of poisoning water wells, with roaming murderous lynch mobs fueled by Korean dehumanization and false government rumors.  In an act of solidarity, the Japanese student Fumi leaves the classroom with those excluded, openly defying the rigid authority, while organizing student protests that Kou suddenly takes an interest in, as he grows quieter and more pensive with the realization that his life is directly affected by the country’s anti-immigrant policies, where his family can’t even vote in Japanese elections.  Yuta, on the other hand, having all the economic and social advantages, defers, not wanting to derail his secured future, wanting things to stay as they are.  In this way, these two kids who have been inseparable forever, are on opposite sides, with Kou questioning why Yuta would never change or grow up, remaining emotionally stunted, coasting along on the privileges he possesses.  What’s happening within the school walls echoes the rise of an authoritarian police state developing in the world outside with the Japanese Prime Minister using the threat of a cataclysmic earthquake to grant himself emergency powers and seize more absolute control.  Fumi provides a list of grievances to present to the principal about the surveillance infringement of their rights, culminating in a long, protracted sit-in, where a standoffish battle of wills develops as increasing temperatures soar, where she is determined not to break ranks, even refusing the food generously offered by the principal, but instead he is humiliated into eating a wasteful banquet of food alone, with the students completely undermining his authority by ordering their own feast.  In this dystopian world, where the practice of reading books in their original form is considered archaic and old-fashioned, the film lacks edge and raw emotion, with no real distinctive look or provocative music, as the swelling, nostalgia-themed, 80’s style synth-driven orchestral music by Brooklyn-based Lia Ouyang Rusli, perhaps an indirect tribute to his late father, feels like a huge miss, never really capturing the rebellious theme or drawing audiences into what’s uniquely relevant about this fabricated society.  Despite the challenges new technology can bring into our lives, where it literally takes over, replacing human interactions, the ramifications only come more readily into focus in the scenes featuring Fumi, who is not even part of the original clique of five, who drew all the early focus, yet she is the most politically self-aware of the students, where her challenge to authority speaks to what audiences may be thinking, wondering how this could all come about so quickly, and with so little public resistance, calling attention to the global rise of authoritarian fascism (yes, even in America) in what were once considered the most respected and influential democratic societies on the global stage.   

Note

While the title may refer to the ambiguously optimistic ending, the band Happy End in 1970 was also the first Japanese rock band to sing in Japanese.

Saturday, January 11, 2025

Turning Tables (Klandestin)


 






Writer/director Angelina Maccarone






















TURNING TABLES (Klandestin)                B                                                                      Germany  (124 mi)  2024  d: Angelina Maccarone

Reminiscent of the gripping, multi-layered political thrillers of Alan J. Pakula’s The Parallax View (1974), Michael Haneke’s Caché (Hidden) (2005), Fatih Akin’s 2017 Top Ten List #9 In the Fade (Aus dem Nichts) or his earlier THE EDGE OF HEAVEN (2007), which stars Fassbinder actress Hanna Schygulla, while this one stars Fassbinder actress Barbara Sukowa, who was Mieze in BERLIN ALEXANDERPLATZ (1980) and the lead in LOLA (1981), both providing magnificent performances, where this is a different side of Sukowa that we haven’t seen before.  The film has that sleek, stylistic flourish of American director Michael Mann that was so prevalent in the 80’s and 90’s, like Thief (1981) or HEAT (1995), chic and sophisticated, with eye-popping visuals and powerfully-lit nighttime scenes.  Making her first film in 13 years, Angelina Maccarone started out as a writer of song lyrics for Udo Lindenberg and other artists, graduating from the University of Hamburg before she got her Master’s degree in literature, and has been a film professor at Babelsberg Film University since 2014, winning the German Film Award (Lola) for Best Unfilmed Script in 2017, which provided the blueprint, so this film has been in the works for a while.  Coming with great expectations, featuring an international cast centered around four lead characters, skillfully interweaving the same story from four different points of view, the film examines the conflict between personal freedom and political constraints, adding political intrigue with personal conflict.  Shot by Florian Foest, who with a few exceptions has worked almost exclusively in television, yet the look of the film is broodingly dark and complex, suggesting truth lies deeply hidden underneath an artificial façade.  Opening with a panoramic view of the Frankfurt skyline in the evening, as the lights come on in the skyscrapers, while rush hour traffic snakes its way through the streets, only to be disturbed by the sound of an explosion, as a bomb rocks through the stillness of the night, setting off a chain of reactions, as the entire city is on edge, with the film exploring the effect this has on the various protagonists, moving back and forth in time through non-linear storytelling as it carefully unravels a little bit more about each one of them.

Told in chapter headings devoted to each new character, where only gradually are their secrets revealed, Richard (Lambert Wilson) is a successfully wealthy gay British painter living a bohemian freestyle life in Tangier, where he’s fallen in love with a boyish-looking younger man named Malik (Habib Adda), whose dream is to get to Europe by any means possible, willing to take any risk, which includes being smuggled in Richard’s van as he transports his paintings to Frankfurt for an exhibition.  Yet Malik’s presence is a precarious one, as the city is ramping up its security following the suspected terrorist blast and police are everywhere making a slew of arrests, where anyone of Arab descent becomes a suspect, so Richard is adamant about him staying indoors, instructing him to never leave the apartment while he goes out to help arrange the gallery opening.  Initially that is not a problem, but things get dicey when Richard has to return to England on business, as Malik grows restless being stuck inside, having no outside contact, so he breaks the rules, thinking nothing will come of it, but the suspense is palpable in his wanderings, as ominous signs are everywhere, yet he’s ridiculously naïve and clueless about the implications.  We subsequently learn they are staying in the home of Mathilda (Barbara Sukowa), Richard’s best friend since childhood, who has transformed herself into a cold, hard-nosed, conservative politician who is campaigning on taking a tough stance against illegal immigration, where both men have put her career in jeopardy by harboring the very thing she stands so vociferously against.  The tenderness of Richard’s relationship with Mathilda, however, stands out, as they are extremely close, like brother and sister, sharing many things in common, like music and a cynical take on conventional bourgeois attitudes, remaining in each other’s trust and confidence despite their stark political and ideological differences.  Adding to the mix is her new assistant, Amina (Banafshe Hourmazdi), described as a “cultural mediator,” who is something of a specialist on new EU immigration laws.      

A staunch advocate of stricter EU border controls, Mathilda is a roundly disliked right-wing hardliner who wants to limit migrant populations, whose blatant hypocrisy requires that Malik stay out of sight, suddenly facing a moral dilemma that calls into question her own basic convictions.  The film beautifully examines both her public and private side, where we discover she’s nothing at all like the chilly veneer of her public perception, which is strictly a façade projecting strength and power, where viewers are allowed to see a quieter, more reflective humanist side.  Certainly part of what’s so effective is how the coolness of the distinct style of film matches her public persona, bathed in a veneer of artificiality and practiced techniques, appearing raw and gritty, yet underneath remains the heart of a woman.  While she and Richard are privileged and well-educated, supposedly cut from the same cloth, Amina has more in common with Malik.  Though she may have a similar education, equally well-spoken and a consummate professional, dressed conventionally in her business suit, her path to success has been decidedly different, where that side of her mirrors the concealment of Malik, as it remains hidden and out of sight, not for public consumption.  This multidimensional aspect of their character is not what we expect, as we rarely see an inner side to these more-often neglected characters, so it adds an element of human intrigue.  Coming from an Italian father and a German mother, the director understands more than most about intercultural complexities, exposing the inhumane consequences of xenophobic policies.  The entangled forces that Maccarone weaves together are simply fascinating (though the world has changed greatly since it was written, much darker and less hopeful, especially after the outbreak of war in Ukraine and Gaza), concluding with a sequence that brings everything together, as terrorism is a hot topic of the day, as is the political overreaction, cynically taking advantage of people’s anxieties and fears, projecting strength through ideological rhetoric that only stirs up that pot and actually foments more violence, where it’s easy to blame an unseen enemy which has no face.  This film, as the title suggests, particularly the German title of “clandestine,” challenges that perception, projecting a human face that is so often associated with the enemy, where they are guilty until proven innocent, as the legal standards in this globalized world are simply not equivalent.