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“Pistol Opera” (2001)
“Pistol Opera,” by veteran director Seijun
Suzuki, is a surreal, imagery-laden excursion into non-narrative pure cinema.
A beautiful visual interpretation, the film unfolds in a series of striking
tableaux that fit together to compose a subtext of sensuality and death,
with many references to “Branded To Kill.” The conventions of Japanese
stage – including vivid costuming and makeup, and stylized gestures – appear
deliberately fused with lighting and sets reminiscent of Japanese B-movies
in artful exploration of visual possibilities. Close-ups accentuate
the severe physical beauty of Makiko Esumi whose expressive yet minimal
hand motions, ironic facial expression and austerely traditional costuming
collectively subvert attractiveness stereotypes. As Suzuki himself
acknowledged, Esumi was not regarded as an object of conventional desire.
She plays “Miyuki Minazuki,” an assassin suggestively nicknamed “Stray
Cat.” “Stray Cat” is glimpsed crouching in autoerotic rapture with her
gun as well as engaged in ritualized sadomasochistic interactions with
“Ms. Uekyo” (codenamed “The Agent”) who is her contractor (played by Sayoko
Yamaguchi). “Are you . . . a lesbian?” asks “Uekyo” in the film’s
opening moments. “Sorry, but not with you, Ms. Uekyo” “Stray Cat”
replies.
At least four symbolic axes interrogate broader
social themes. The minutely choreographed ritual of assassin rankings
and social comparison arguably connotes a broader critique of fetishized
attention to social rules of place. A generational perspective is
provided by the characters of a wise elderly woman, and a young girl eager
to learn the skills of an assassin from “Stray Cat.” Gendered commentary
involves the juxtaposition of four women – “Stray Cat,” her mentor “The
Agent,” the old woman and a young girl – against representatives of patriarchal
forces who include a crippled assassin known as “The Teacher” (“Sensei”),
an omnipresent assassin known as “Hundred Eyes,” and one identified as
“The Useless Man!” As the film unfolds the young girl’s character
evolves from child to young woman (played by Yeong-he Han and Kan Hanae)
and provocatively insists her name is “Sayoko” – the same name as the performer
who plays “The Agent!”
A final subtextual axis involves the interplay
of nationalist and patriarchal themes. The film’s climax is enacted
in an exhibition hall named “The Terror (Show).” This is a freak
show, a grotesque collection of cruel oddities, the centerpiece of which
is a photographic representation of the nuclear attack on Hiroshima.
Juxtaposed with other images of death, it forms a virtual altar in a cult
of deathmaking. Earlier in the film a Westerner, (“Painless Surgeon”),
literally feels no pain and stabs an older Japanese man in the head and
“Stray Cat” in the leg. By bleeding, she induces him to prove his
own imperviousness to pain and suffering by stabbing himself in the heart.
In the film’s closing moments, “Stray Cat” is survived by her male mentor
“Goro Hanada” (Mikijiro Hira), the former “Number 1” (“Sensei,” “The Champ”)
who faked his physical disability but also doubted whether any former “Number
1” could regain his position. In between, “The Agent” drapes herself
in a Union Jack and recounts a dream of the American, British and Japanese
flags becoming “bloody . . . muddy and shitty,” while the female consort
of the former “Number 1” assassin describes a recurring nightmare in which,
after Yukio Mishima’s suicide, she unsuccessfully attempts to stitch his
head back onto his body. It is precisely this revanchist symbolic
order that is challenged by “Stray Cat.”
In what is, perhaps, commentary on a uniquely
Japanese fascination with a supposed momentary beauty of death, “Pistol
Opera” presents a series of ecstatically smiling corpses of victims shot
in the medulla oblongata, the old woman’s tale of the brief beauty of a
beached dead goldfish – big as a whale, the young girl’s search for death,
and culmination in exquisitely costumed ritualized death for her, the contractor,
and “Stray Cat.” “Stray Cat’s” last words are, “Don’t touch.
Don’t look! The corpse belongs to me” as the former “Number 1” screams
“Baka!” – cursing his own folly in sudden realization of the meaning of
her ritual suicide. Within the interplay of elements of surreal visual
spectacle, Suzuki has investigated substantially similar social and gender
politics as the other narrative films reviewed here. It is at the
foot of Mount Fuji – a symbol of Japan itself – that “Stray Cat” calmly
shoots herself.
“Princess Blade” (2001)
Despite its marketing as “Princess Blade,”
Shinsuke Sato’s “Shura Yukihime” bears the same title as the classic “Lady
Snowblood” and is clearly a remake of that film. It is also a play
on the Japanese translation of “Snow White.” While both films are
displaced from the present – one to the end of the 19th Century during
the Meiji Restoration, the other to an indeterminate period in the 21st
Century – they retain striking continuity of themes. Each involves
a female assassin – “Yuki” – who seeks to avenge her dead mother.
The name “Yuki” (“Snow” in Japanese) connotes purity, while “blood” connotes
sincerity. Those responsible are dispatched with a most phallic,
penetrating weapon – a ninja sword in “Lady Snowblood” and futuristic katana
in “Princess Blade.” Along the way the character of “Yuki” finds
momentary solace in a somewhat ambiguous relationship with an already marginalized
male figure – a subversive journalist and terrorist revolutionary in the
respective films. Both will die, and the character of “Yuki” will
endure great physical suffering to survive and fight again. The juxtaposition
of bloody action with beautiful images of water (with their potential Shinto
purification connotations) is a device common to each film.
Despite the presence of Donnie Yen as action choreographer
for “Princess Blade” and some interesting lighting and camerawork evoking
a dystopian, post-apocalyptic landscape, the original “Snowblood” remains
unsurpassed and may stand as an enduring classic of Japanese cinema and
Asian female action film. This is mainly attributable to the powerful
screen presence of Meiko Kaji who transforms “Yuki Kashima” into a terrifyingly
chilling dealer of death – beautiful but utterly cold. As one of
her targets begs for his life at the point of her sword, “Yuki” remains
unmoved and asks, “Are you scared? I bet you are.” Kaji performs
with an absolute economy of motion. Her self-discipline concentrates
ferocity into a glance or gesture. The uncomfortable image of a victim
begging on his knees in front of a powerful female protagonist, only to
be executed nonetheless, is not generally encountered in HK cinema.
It is, however, a turning point in both “Lady Snowblood” and “Wild Criminal”
(another Japanese title reviewed here).
Where “Princess Blade” really shines is in its
virtual fetishization of the katana. Yumiko Shaku’s “Yuki” is never
without her weapon, and the film’s closing shot leaves her inspecting the
blade at a moment when other filmic traditions might suggest throwing the
weapon into the water in symbolic rejection of its destructiveness.
In addition to the central positioning of the katana in many of the film’s
scenes, the fight sequence between “Yuki” and a female member of the assassin
clan led by “Byakurai” (Kyusaku Shimada), sensualizes and perhaps even
eroticizes the katana. Having knocked “Yuki” down, her opponent slowly
pierces her hand with a katana, literally pinning her to the ground like
a specimen. She then leans over her, lingering close to “Yuki’s”
face before suddenly licking her blood. This moment is electric in
its transgression, and might be compared with a comparable act by Yukari
Oshima’s “Madam Yeung” in “Angel” (1987). Sidling up to a strung-up
victim of torture, she also quickly fingers and licks his blood.
Despite their narrative similarities, “Snowblood”
and “Princess Blade” each succeed for different reasons. “Snowblood”
is infused throughout by the singular intensity of Kaji’s “Yuki” – who
emerges as an implacable maniac observing the courtesies of a patriarchal
order while literally gutting it at every turn. Kaji’s “Yuki” hacks
her way through everyone. Her measure of enlightenment is restricted
to an ultimate and private confrontation with physical agony, realized
only after her lifetime’s purpose of vengeance had been fulfilled.
By contrast, the visual style and transgressions of “Princess Blade” peak
in that surreal facial lick. Yumiko Shaku’s “Yuki” is a distinctively
postmodern, androgynous figure whose character is alienated yet is compelled
to fight by her conditioning. Her lack of resolution is satisfyingly
ambiguous. Shaku’s “Yuki” is a more nuanced character. Recognizing
her alienation from the assassin clan of which she is princess, she is
forced to question the very basis of her life’s mission. However,
this same history has conditioned her body to “just move” and, in the tradition
of kenjutsu, she mentally vanishes into the blade. While the diminutive
Shaku is hardly an intimidating figure, her character’s subordination to
the imperatives of habit disconcertingly implies the potential to do anything.
After discovering that her clan is actually responsible
for her mother’s murder, Shaku’s “Yuki” slices through their surviving
members. Seriously wounded and bleeding copiously, she seeks refuge
in the home of a retired terrorist (Hideaki Ito) and his mute, traumatized
sister. After this brief interlude in a situation barely resembling
normalcy, “Yuki” is tracked down by the clan. As she fights, the
only people outside the clan who have sheltered her are themselves killed.
Her character’s destiny apparently remains joined to the katana, and over
the course of the narrative she gradually emerges as a more malignantly
destructive figure than first apparent.
“Yellow Hair 2” (2001)
“Yellow Hair 2” employs a variety of creative
cinematic devices, including distinctive editing, extreme slow motion,
an unusual color palette in which the central characters are sometimes
colored while backgrounds are monochromatic, and extreme close-up examination
of the body parts other than eyes or face. These heighten visual
sensations and viewer visual excitement to a narrative set in predominantly
mundane urban and suburban locations. Like “No Blood No Tears,” You-min
Kim’s narrative runs backward and forward around the central event of an
essentially chance encounter between the main protagonists. This
is situated at the checkout counter of a convenience store where one of
them, “Y” (played by Yi Shin) is employed as a clerk.
Three seemingly inexplicable acts – “Y’s” acceptance
of a check without ID from “J,” “J’s” gratuitous assault on the store
owner, and a stranger “R’s” videotaping of the scene – are gradually demystified
and linked via separate backstories that not only provide narrative context
for the chance encounter, but invest each of the characters with pathos.
“Y” is a naïve, simple young woman whose hopes of perhaps becoming
a movie star are cynically exploited by her agent, who alternately cons
and blackmails her into providing sexual favors. She’s an easy mark,
with a history of vulnerability to sexual exploitation. He blackmails
her using a secret video of their sexual activity. At her jobsite
a hidden camera records her changing clothing, fueling the voyeuristic
desires of her elderly boss. Turning to the old man for help, she
narrowly evades a further instance of sexual exploitation. When he
is unexpectedly assaulted by a mysterious customer, it is “Y” who rushes
to his assistance and inadvertently causes a near-fatal fall.
This altercation in the convenience store is filmed
by “R”, a compulsive videophile with a penchant for videotape verite.
He does not anticipate inadvertently recording a homicide. “J,” the
perpetrator, is the film’s pivotal character. This beautiful woman
is initially shown smashing a beer bottle over the old man’s head, causing
his apparent death at the entrance to his own store. Eventually,
her backstory is retraced to reveal an ambiguous, passionate affair with
a man whose parents – in the traditional Korean manner – investigate his
new partner only to discover that she is a transgender person. The
origins of her loneliness, passionate attachment, unusual lovemaking and
androgyny are slowly revealed. She can entrance a bar full of men
by performing a soft rock ballad, but also can ride a motorcycle at high
speed in her daytime job as a messenger. She can also ruthlessly
gun people down. “Y” joins those that have become attracted to “J,”
but this is only after “Y” has had enough of male sexual battery and after
“J” confirms her present gender by fully disrobing! She is played
by real-world transgender model Ri-soo Ha.
“J’s” androgynous figure can be loved by both
men and women, precisely because she combines the beauty of an archetypical
feminine physique with the aggressively self-directing role of traditionally
masculine autonomy. The complexity of this interplay is graphically
illustrated when “J” attempts to play a stereotypically feminine role for
the benefit of her male lover by cooking a special meal on his return from
a trip. Instead of gratitude or appreciation, she is treated with
ridicule, physical abuse and food literally thrown in her face. But
when she kills adversaries and pilots her motorcycle unerringly through
the traffic, and helps concoct a blackmail plot to retaliate against “Y’s”
former agent, “Y” falls for her as a partner who can provide strength and
security – but also one who does not exploit and abuse. In her femme
guise “J” experiences brutal rejection by her male lover. But as
a strong woman, she re-awakens warmth and hope in “Y” who has also been
trampled in her conventional relationships. In this brief union,
both women taste the prospect of fulfillment as well as renewed purpose
– within the context of the shared enterprise that marks this unconventional
women’s friendship film. Its address of transgender and “bi” sexuality
may also be considered highly controversial within a Korean cultural context.
The moment of optimism is all too brief, however.
Seemingly deranged by discovery of “J’s” gender reassignment, her ex-boyfriend
seeks her out in desperation. After advising him about suicide by
drug overdose, she unwisely considers the matter settled. He, however,
takes impulsively violent action with a pistol, resulting in one more ironic
turn in this bleak, dark examination of prejudice, patriarchy and exploitation.
“Yellow Hair 2” features the innovative cinematography,
solid acting and memorable score that have characterized many recent Korean
action dramas. This is also an aggressively confrontational work
that directly challenges abuse and exploitation within sexual relations,
as well as contesting some of the background assumptions from which they
ultimately flow. Although action is not particularly frequent, it
is a key element of the film that signifies preparedness to shape events
rather than submit to them. This is a morally ambiguous, nuanced
text that also examines the contributions of chance and folly. The
harder “Y” and “J” struggle to escape the limiting confines largely imposed
by the prejudice of men, the deeper they nonetheless fall into a criminal,
“outsider” status. Eventually, escape in the form of literal emigration
becomes an attractive option.