Aftersaudade

My first Kurosawa and I'm already amazed. Set in a terrible rainy day, three men count the story of a crime that would only leave them confused as the different points of view unfold a different story every time. The bandit tells a story of honour and fierceness to pump his ego. The wife defend her faithfulness by claiming she tried to die. The dead husband, through a shaman recount a tale of anger and shame, honourably taking his own life. And finally, a bystander depicting a show of unlawfulness, treason and cowardice that lead to this inevitable death, with no glory nor honour. We are placed as a judge, listening to every story with nothing but their words for truth. Wether we believe them or not doesn't matter and so does the truth. What matters is, are we ready to believe in humanity even in a time where truth can't be found. Are we leaning into a vision similar to the man who stole the kimono, or the monk that gives the baby away, without knowing if the bystander really has children or not ? Beyond that, I found this film quite enjoyable to watch and I am now excited to see the rest of Kurosawa's work.

There's two types of horrors that really gets me deep in my guts and The Pied Piper mastered the one that shakes me the most: body horror. I know it's not the typical body horror, but I've been pretty much scared of transformation and loss of self-control. However the self-control was already lost in the beginning. The impending doom that was lurking about this town is self-inflicted by the greed of its people. It was visually beautiful, I'd like ten more like this.

Ça fait quasiment un an que je l'ai pas vu pitié quelle bonheur de le revoir j'aime toujours autant ce banger