August 26, 2010
Toilet
Originally published on metropolis.co.jp on August 2010 Japanese directors periodically and wisely shake off the bonds of Japan’s “creative” system and go off to study filmmaking overseas, usually with the dream of becoming a “breakthrough,” cross-cultural phenom. Then in the end they merely shoehorn some half-assed gaijin actors into Japanese stereotypes, write a lame, self-indulgent […]
By Metropolis
Originally published on metropolis.co.jp on August 2010
Japanese directors periodically and wisely shake off the bonds of Japan’s “creative” system and go off to study filmmaking overseas, usually with the dream of becoming a “breakthrough,” cross-cultural phenom. Then in the end they merely shoehorn some half-assed gaijin actors into Japanese stereotypes, write a lame, self-indulgent story around them, include an oddball or two, and hope someone will call it art. (Someone will. It’s not.) Toilet has no character development, the pacing sucks, the editing’s nonexistent, the camerawork’s pedestrian, and you’re lucky I don’t have any room left for the plot. Major bore.