- Dan
It's a great film, maybe my third or fourth favorite film by Naruse,
and at least a near-masterpiece. And it's not that I think it's a
great "film maudit," although thinking about other famous film maudits
or "silly" masterpieces (I wouldn't like to name them - just imagine
the kind of film that turns a Film Forum crowd into a roiling mob of
self-satisfied, knee-slapping, tsk-ing, yukking hyenas*, and you'll
have some idea of what I mean) may reveal the way I found my most
rewarding inroad. Even if it comes to light (per Dan, or Michael K.,
or whomever) that the film has even a moderately healthy reputation,
I'd like to at least highlight the fact that I see the weirdness and
what I call "bad codes"** in WANDERER'S NOTEBOOK, but that I think
Naruse's form, with a little help from Ms. Takamine's great
performance***, transforms the whole kit, good and bad together, into a
great work of art.
To date, there's been nothing in the series, until NOTEBOOK, that I
found embarrassing or laughable. Oh, maybe Tatsuya Nakadai's
lovey-dovey faces in WIVES, DAUGHTERS, AND A MOTHER. On the other
hand, there are some problems with this film: tearful speechifying,
some bad choices in the editing (like that awful cut to Takamine
screaming "I hate you!" to her TB-ridden husband, which doesn't fit at
all with the rest of the scene), an ab-Narusean episodic arc that had
already been run into the ground when they made ALEXANDER'S RAGTIME
BAND in 1938, and with regards to that you knew you were in trouble
with that prologue, right? And c.
Think I should reveal something about myself that some know and others
may not know. In film, my biggest priority is form. Not just style,
not just A Beautiful Shot or A Dazzling Cut, but all that stuff
together...the rhythm of a film from frame to frame, not discounting
sound at all (despite what some foolish people tell you in film
school). Style can be appealing, pretty pictures can be appealing, but
form can cause your head to turn all the way around, like 360 degrees,
right on its stump. And being an auteurist, although sometimes I think
a weekend auteurist, an auteurist when the sun's out, etc., I find a
film like WANDERER'S NOTEBOOK has great value not just for its own
sake, but for the complicated ways it'll help me illuminate other
Naruse films, major and minor. (For instance I think it'll help put
the zap on my head when I re-see FLOWING in Brooklyn in '06.)
That said - by the way I'm no enemy of story structure or performance
or the power of a face or body, me with my big fat Takamine crush - I
was constantly drawn to Naruse's power to modulate the rhythm and
atmosphere in a single space over a long scene, i.e. what I think is
the film's most spectacular set piece, in the bar where (1) she downs
ten shots of something, (2) two patrons enter and abuse the hostesses,
(3) she tells them in no uncertain terms where to stick it and (4) they
are replaced by genial literati. It sounds Hollywoodish and, if you
wanted to be really down on it you could say the scene lacks even
H'wood's trademark, transparent cause-and-effect apparatus wherein
Hayashi's dressing-down of the abusive patrons *leads* to her big
break...but from the perspective of what I'm getting out of Naruse, and
the cinema in general, it was a great, sustained piece of moviemaking.
(There are other great examples of
modulations-of-rhythms-across-single,-long-scenes in NOTEBOOK.)
Keith probably won't be able to resist reporting for the record his own
post-screening bon mot, so let me just say that I have one too, and
it's...if not better, it's at least longer: the film can be described
as a remake of CIMARRON by Vincente Minnelli starring Nina Pens Rode
who was instructed by Zanuck to channel the spirit of Roscoe Arbuckle.
More on the serious side, I'd rather think of the film in terms of
GERTRUD than in terms of achingly bad biopics and epics like CIMARRON
(the one with Richard Dix) and THE STORY OF LOUIS PASTEUR, and so
forth. Hayashi gives the film an underlying core of semi-GERTRUD-ish
inscrutability - although it's not 100% the same as what Dreyer did -
that I found fascinating and distinctive, although I think I'd think
the film was even greater if I could imbricate that inscrutability with
what Naruse does as a director (see above).
It's a weird picture. It doesn't seem to fit the Naruse Big Picture -
it sticks out. But I love it.
* Feel I should point out that the audience at the 3pm was not like
this. Which supports my point that NOTEBOOK isn't an FM.
** In another context, "bad codes" are laugh cues for Film Forum
jackals.
***Which also risks tsking if you weren't bowled over like me, it's a
very "method" perf, and there's that community-theater old-age makeup
at the end there.
Yes, there are some problematic patches here and there, but so what.
Like you, I feel that, seen as a whole, the film's multitudinous
strengths far outweigh any minor blemishes.
As to reputation, I believe Takamine's performance here wa generally
considered to be one of her best.
Ozu's TOKYO CHORUS. Even at the age of seven she's dynamite.
Her role in "Hideko the Bus Conductress" is also primarily comic.