Lone Wolf & Cub 6 - Blutiger Schnee

The series goes out with a bang, not a whimper, with its 6th and final film. It vies with film #2 (River Styx) for my favorite of the bunch, with its very cool subterranean warriors and those fantastic scenes out on the snowy hillside. The cinematography is excellent, and there are some great warriors, starting with a badass woman who juggles daggers and calmly kills three practice partners before heading out to face the Lone Wolf. The real star is the bastard son, however, who unearths three warriors who've been buried for 42 days after a death rite to be resurrected as "violent, immortal souls." They burrow underground and kill anyone the Lone Wolf comes in contact with, and I loved how he really seems in danger more than once, with real fear in his eyes, in contrast to his ordinary calm demeanor.

There are wonderfully framed fight sequences, including one out on a dock at night that then leads out into the reeds, with the Lone Wolf almost being sucked into the marsh. There's also an unfortunate (and unnecessary) scene of incest/rape, in there seemingly for shock value and to get some nudity into the film, but mercifully it's brief. It has a lean, uncomplicated story, one that works to the film's advantage, which leads to a memorable skiing sequence out in the snow, with the Lone Wolf pursued by a horde of attackers. At that point the film has a James Bond vibe, even playing a little bit of the 007 theme song. It's unfortunate that Tomisaburo Wakayama walked away from the franchise, upset that he wasn't given the role in the TV series that had started up, because it ends with an unresolved feeling, though it's not one that spoiled my enjoyment of the film.

Episode six of the hematic chronicle of Ogami Itto (Tomisaburo Wakayama) and his son finds the twosome in the frigid north of Japan, where the snowy slopes provide a pristine white canvas for the drifting-killer's bright red splatter-art. As the story arc begins to wind down, Itto finally faces off against hordes of heinous Yagyu clansmen led by the one-eyed Lord Yagyu Retsudo (who by now has pretty much sacrificed his entire family in his quest to kill the 'Lone Wolf and Cub'). In addition to mundane threats of swords, spears and flying daggers, the portly but deadly anti-hero also faces the Tsuchigumo, a secretive clan of sorcerers who send their burrowing minions after him. The film is a return to over-the-top grisliness after the relatively sedate 'Land of Demons' (1973), with lots of hissing, scarlet geysers and at least one person sliced in half (but the real money-shot is an memorable, one-of-a-kind incestuous impalement (in more than one sense)). As usual for the series, the direction and cinematography is great although the music sounds more like the score for a '70s Motown cop-drama than an Edo-era chanbara. Wakayama continues to be great as the less-than-imposing but über-competent vagabond assassin and Akihiro Tomikawa is fun to watch as Diagoro, his toddler-son (and co-killer), who travels in the formidable 'babycart'. Unfortunately, production politics brought the series to a premature end, with the vile Retsudo running off to fight another day, which sadly never comes (at least in the cinema, the finale can be seen in the eponymous manga). Good, gruesome fun for fans of stoic swordsmen, jidaigeki, and splatter movies.

The Lone Wolf and Cub or "Babycart" series of movies are a joy to watch. There's never a dull moment during Ogami and Diagoro's travels across the land they call "hell".

White Heaven in Hell is the last installment to a great series. Ogami must face what's left of the Yagyu Clan including Lord Retsudo. Ogami must kill them all to avenge Azami's (Ogami's wife) death.

This movie displays some great choreography (as always) Tomisaburo Wakayama is that good with the sword I sometimes tend to believe the guy is a real "masterless samurai". Although some of the fight scenes are a little confusing (the fight with the girl and the throwing daggers) on a whole this movie displays jaw-dropping sword fights...including an amusing final showdown battle in the snow.

And as usual, the movie displays some weird techniques of eradicating others...including daggers through the head, and even a rocket launcher! This may sound weird, but that's Babycart for you. But it works...in a weird kind of way,

In my opinion, Tomisaburo Wakayama is certainly up there with the likes of Toshiro Mifune...if better.

The end of what's possibly the best samurai saga ever.

8/10

Honestly, I think that the Lone Wolf and Cub series is the greatest samurai series ever. EVER. Although some of the events are, ahem, not the most plausible things in the world, the journeys of Ogami Itto and Daigoro are fascinating to watch. Actually, the perfection of the direction and cinematography makes even a machine gunning baby cart seem perfectly normal. A great movie.

These movies were infamous for their incredibly brutal and bloody swordplay sequences, but equally impressive IMHO was the leading actor- Tomisaburo Wakayama a.k.a. "Lone Wolf" was surely the greatest martial arts star ever. The command and authority with which he wielded a sword (and other weapons) was just phenomenal. The blade truly was an extension of himself, and his use of it was the definition of lethal, with none of the unnecessary/show-off flourishes so desperately thrown about by today's wannabes. He had incredible presence and charisma- easily on a par with the likes of say Eastwood or Bronson- with eyes that reflected pure death, and the desolation in his soul. There were moments in the "Babycart" series where you'd swear he was the personification of his namesake, the Wolf. You never doubted for one second that he WAS shogun executioner, masterless samurai, assassin for hire. One look at him in action, and you could readily understand why his enemies trembled at the mention of his name, and ran from him in sheer terror. Alas, Lone Wolf is one with void now, but his legend will live on forever in these films.

Forget Toshiro Mifune. Forget Takakura Ken. Forget Sonny Chiba. Forget Bruce Lee, Jackie Chan, Jet Li, Donnie Yen, and any of those wire-reliant ballet dancers from Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon. And CERTAINLY forget any American martial artists that you could care to name. Tomisaburo Wakayama was, is, and forever shall be, THE MAN!