Film Review
In his 22nd film,
Tokyo Chorus,
it is easy to discern those characteristics that would mark
Yasujirô Ozu out as the great filmmaker and observer of human
nature that he would become in later years. It had been only four
years since Ozu had made his directing debut at Shochiku studio in
Kamata and he was still in his explorative phase, developing his own
formalism whilst trying to put his own mark on popular genres such as
nonsense comedies (
nansensu eiga)
and home dramas (
shomin-geki)
that had become Shochiku's main stock-in-trade. Eager to have a
commercial success (something that had so far eluded him), Ozu combined
these two genres with a third that was gaining popularity, the 'salary
man film', and conjured up one of the most enjoyable and accessible of
his silent films,
Tokyo Chorus.
Although Ozu almost certainly had some input into the screenplay, the
script is credited entirely to his long-term writing companion,
Kôgo Noda, who worked with him on some of his greatest films,
including
Tokyo Story (1953) and
Floating Weeds (1959).
The plot ideas came from a collection of stories by the writer Komatsu
Kitamura, melded into a satisfying whole by Noda and containing many of
the ingredients that would preoccupy Ozu for the rest of his career,
most notably the dynamics of the modern Japanese middle class
family. In essence,
Tokyo
Chorus is a Depression Era comedy similar to those being made by
socially conscious filmmakers, such as Charlie Chaplin, on the other
side of the Pacific. The grim realities of a family struggling
to survive without a wage at a time of economic woe are visible
throughout the film, but Ozu's approach is almost relentlessly
optimistic. No matter what obstacles get in the path of the hero,
you know that he will somehow find a way to overcome them.
A feature of many of Ozu's films from around this period is that they
would start on a comedic note, often resorting to Harold Lloyd-style
slapstick, and suddenly become more serious and melancholic around the
mid-point.
Tokyo Chorus
is a good example of this. It begins with what looks like a
throwback to Ozu's early student comedies, with a hopelessly inept
teacher struggling to instil some discipline into his ragtag class of
students. The knockabout humour persists for the next two scenes,
first one of domestic mayhem with a troublesome little boy extorting
the promise of a new bike from his father, and then one set in the
office, which ends in a comical punch-up between an employee and his
boss. Along the way, there is an amusing digression in which the
hero goes to increasingly desperate lengths to open an envelope
containing his bonus without any of his colleagues seeing. Not
even Ozu is adverse to a spot of toilet humour, it seems.
Thirty minutes or so into the film, the mood abruptly changes and the
trauma of being unemployed at a time of mass unemployment begins to
impinge upon the light-hearted narrative. Ozu revisits the
central theme of his previous films
I Flunked, But... (1930) and
The Lady and the Beard (1931),
namely that of graduate unemployment, but here he combines this
pressing concern with a strikingly realistic portrait of family life in
which we see the origins of his later masterworks. The
relationship between the father and the son has a particularly bitter
edge to it and offers a foretaste of what we find in Ozu's subsequent
Passing Fancy (1933) and
There Was a Father (1942),
intensely moving accounts of a devoted father failing to live up to his
son's needs and expectations.
Throughout his career, Ozu was blessed with having a talented pool of
actors at his disposal and
Tokyo
Chorus has an especially distinguished cast. Here Ozu was
able to work with three of his favourite actors - Tokihiko Okada,
Tatsuo Saitô and Takeshi Sakamoto, the latter two made up to
appear much older than they were. Okada, one of Japan's most
photogenic actors, had starred in three previous Ozu films -
That Night's Wife (1930),
Young Miss (1930),
The Lady and the Beard (1931) -
and he would doubtless have enjoyed a phenomenal screen career had he
not died from tuberculosis in 1934 at the age of 31. Saitô
and Sakamoto were both immensely versatile character actors and Ozu
made good use of their comedic and dramatic skills in many of his
films. The little girl who plays Okada's daughter in
Tokyo Chorus was none other than
Hideko Takamine, a highly regarded actress whose career spanned nine
decades and who is famous for her collaborations with director Mikio
Naruse, including
Floating Clouds
(1955) and
When a Woman Ascends the
Stairs (1960).
It's an impressive cast but, right from the off, it is Tokihiko Okada
who steals the film in what would be his final (and finest)
collaboration with Ozu. Okada's flair for visual comedy is
apparent from the very first scene but it is in the film's more serious
scenes that he gives Ozu the most value for his money. Like
Chaplin, Okada could switch effortlessly from slapstick to heartrending
pathos without harming the integrity of his performance - it is as if
we suddenly see the same character from a different vantage
point. One stand-out scene is the one in which Okada's character,
the young father Shinji, attempts to palm a cheap scooter off on his
son, who, expecting a bike, goes off on a wild strop. The scene
is funny but also harrowingly true to life, and throughout it you can
feel both the anguish of a disappointed son and the desolation of a
father who sees, perhaps for the first time, his son's undying contempt
for him.
Just as impressive, and more typical of Ozu's later work, is the subtle
interplay between the husband and wife as the cope with the slew of
misfortunes that come their way. As they set aside their
differences and join their children in a jolly handclapping game you
can sense the mutual antagonism that is beginning to ferment beneath
the surface. Theirs is not a perfect marriage and the strain of
enforced poverty is clearly beginning to take its toll. With the
over-qualified college graduate forced into accepting the most
demeaning of jobs, the prospects for this typical middle-class Japanese
family could hardly look grimmer. In the end, it is nostalgia
that saves the day - loyalty to those happy student days when life was
so much better. The narrative closes with a burst of optimism of
the kind that would become increasingly rare for Ozu over the next
decade as he eschewed comedy in favour of a more authentic
depiction of everyday life.
© James Travers 2013
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Next Yasujirô Ozu film:
I Was Born, But... (1932)