Toda-ke no kyôdai

In this 1941 classic, we've seen the ever-existing traditional Japanese male chauvinism. All the men in this film never had to do anything, all the chores were done by the females, no matter they were grandmother, mother or daughter. The men just acted like spoiled kids, asking the women around them to fetch everything they needed. The women had to take back all the heavy chairs after a photo shooting. Men asked his wife to fetch his pants, husband asked his wife to bring a glass of water, make a phone call. All the men were like studs who only took the responsibilities to give sperms to their wives, making them pregnant, making them to be the fathers. They were bread makers. Once they were home after works, they just sat down and gave orders to the females at home to serve them. And the women also took for granted like maids, following all the orders given by their men. We've seen all the Japanese films from black and white since 1020 up to date in 2022, the 21st Century. We saw old Kiki Kirin doing all the chores at home while her son or daughter just sat around, didn't even bother to help her a little bit in all of her later films. I've never seen any male character in any Japanese film helping the females. The male chauvinism is just so astoundingly disgusting in every Japanese film.

Maybe it's not a film regarded as one of Ozu's best, but I found myself liking it.

This time Ozu delves into the problems that revolve around the death of a family member and what it causes. In this case the father of a big family dies and leaves them indebted, so the family makes the hard decision to sell many of his properties to pay his debts. The other matter shown in this film is the problem a family member faces (in this case the mother and one of her daughters) when they have to ask their relatives for hospitality but they don't have a good relationship between them and have a lot of differences, which causes the mother and the daughter to switch from one place to another and never finding a good place to stay in.

The film is really good on technical aspects, as usual in Ozu's films.

I would not recommend this film to people that are just beginning to explore Ozu's films, I would just recommend it to those who really are fond of them and are used to his filmmaking style.

My score: 8.5/10

As usual, you can expect a lot of visual purity from the Ozu movie. This has immaculate framing and great compositions. Except that you can experience the same impeccable cinematic style in any of his other 50 movies, and a better story to boot. I tried to immerse myself in this lineage tale of misunderstandings and family breakdown, but I couldn't help but find it stilted.

I admittedly understand that it is a completely foreign culture to begin with, and a culture of Imperial Japan to boot. Be that as it may, the way the script portrays the supposed disrespect the eldest sister exhibits to the mother is the most spurious domestic argument imaginable, where it is simply impossible for me to gauge "the big deal," so to speak. Have Japanese families lived in perfect harmony before the turn of the century and the Meiji era? Have they never kept information from each other or had misunderstandings about how they should all act when the guests come over? Was there seriously no better way of demonstrating that they didn't want the pair there beyond this plastic irritability with a mother and younger sister melodramatically kneeling in front of the portrait of the late patriarch? Oh, those were better times, indeed. Or were they? Beyond the group photo scene, there wasn't even a good impression of how he ruled the family except for the debts that he left them.

Ultimately, of course, the emancipator son, who, without even knowing what happened, immediately assumes they were forced out and condemned to the villa. The cabin that they say is dilapidated and that they won't even sell seeing it is that bad. Which is an even more dishonest statement than the arguments. Looks cozy to me. Just the same, he rescues them and takes them to Tianjin. Good for them. They'll get in on the ground floor in China. 1941 is just about time.

Ozu enters William Wyler terrain with a somber upscale family drama about a mother and daughter who are shuttled in unwelcome fashion from one family member's home to another following the death of the family patriarch. The thematic elements of displacement within a family unit anticipate TOKYO STORY -- there's even a bedtime scene between the mother and daughter that echoes one in the later film. There's a startling lack of music in this film, esp. during Ozu's normally music-filled transitional shots, that contribute to an overall sense of tense unease that touches on what might have been the general wartime state of mind among Japanese at that time. The war makes a subtle appearance in the form of the youngest son who offers to take the unwanted family members with him to settle in China -- a moment which might be aligned with Imperialist propaganda, though in a fascinating way: the Chinese "frontier" seems presented as a place where Japanese society can escape its social hypocrisies and begin anew.

...and director Yasujiro Ozu. When the patriarch of a wealthy and respected family dies suddenly, his children are shocked to learn that he was secretly deeply in debt. They are forced to sell off his property and belongings to pay off this debt, which unfortunately leaves their mother (Ayako Katsuragi) and youngest, unmarried sister Setsuko (Mieko Takamine) without a place to live. The various brothers and sisters take them in, but personality clashes and selfish behavior finds the two women shuffled from one place to the next.

Ozu's strict, regimented filming technique is in full effect here, with cameras set low and at a distance, rarely moving within a scene, and very little music used to score. The performances are all low key, and much of the dialogue is seemingly banal banter. But there is a lot of roiling emotion suppressed in these characters, and it boils up on occasion to moving effect, although never in a loud or hysterical way, as in a more westernized movie. Shin Saburi is a stand-out as the black sheep brother who lives far away but brings harsh truths to the forefront during his infrequent visits. One aspect of the story that is sad in hindsight is when a character rhapsodizes about what a prosperous future they will have working in China, as this was made during the Japanese occupation. That didn't work out so well for the Japanese, or the Chinese for that matter. Recommended.