Images from BLIND BEAST. The ol’ factory.
Seriously, if you only rent one movie this year in which a blind sculptor kidnaps a young woman and imprisons her in a nose-lined warehouse, please please please MAKE SURE IT’S THIS ONE. I’m not sure how good it is, but it’s very individual.
Director Yasuzo Masumura seems like quite an eccentric figure. GIANTS AND TOYS, his shouty industrial satire, was pretty strange, BLIND BEAST lollops headlong into some apocalyptic realm of psychosexual lunacy, and I was most impressed of all with RED ANGEL, a sweatily intense, despairingly romantic doctor-nurse love story set amid the severed limbs of World War Two. I was with it all the way up until the portrayal of “comfort women” — Masumura characterises these forcibly-conscripted army prostututes as giggling imbeciles, when the reality is they were Chinese women abducted and raped by Japanese forces. It’s a bit like showing the nazi’s “Joy Division” as happy hookers.
In the UK, where veterans’ groups are forever pushing for an official apology from the Japanese government for war crimes against P.O.W.s, there’s a sort of low-level awareness that Japan hasn’t quite faced up to its past the way Germany has. One can’t imagine anyone portraying the nazi’s “Joy Division” as happy hookers, for God’s sake.
RED ANGEL is an amazing piece of cinema nonetheless, but I’m totally uncertain if I should even try to see past this colossal, shall we say, error of taste?
I mention it here because nobody else seems to have. It’s a moment that, for me, pushes the film into nasty BIRTH OF A NATION historical-revision territory, although at least the film hasn’t caused the kind of actual real-world harm Griffith’s monsterpiece provoked, and the criminal moment in the Masumura is arguably incidental to the main themes, which I don’t have such a problem with. Whereas Griffith’s problem is absolutely central.