Yama no oto

I'm well aware that Mikio Naruse is one of those holy cows of film history. Criticising him is some kind of blasphemy.

And yet I'll gladly die painfully on this hill: Every single one of his movies is terrible out of principle.

I've you've seen one Naruse, you've seen them all because there is literally nothing to it. Every single story - this one included - is basically about a ridiculously noble, self-pitying, suffering woman in a world where virtually every man is a smug, condescending parody of a man.

Women always have the moral highground and the whole thing is nothing but a mawkish didactic-play with the depth of a sunday morning cartoon.

It's redundand to say anything about his laughable radical feminism and I want my review to finally get through.

Again, his movies are objectively bad, people just don't (want to) see it because we live in objectively bad times.

This is a family drama. The story slowly unfolds to expose a complicated family dynamic. It can be a challenging watch for those who don't want to have to think too much.

I can't help but wonder if this movie was considered quite forward or daring or maybe even racy for its release date of 1954. If you're familiar with Japanese culture around this time, you know that tradition ruled and emotions and personal issues were skirted around and rarely confronted head on. The norm was to internalize everything. This movie actually does the opposite, and it does it expertly.

Well acted. Directed with perfection. Poignant dialogue. And composer Ichiro Saito nails the music score with a wonderfully romantic quality. My only critique is the editing is a bit choppy in spots, but it doesn't detract from the overall genius of the film.

I admit it. I'm a sucker for this type of movie. Old black-and-white film, well-acted and scripted, whether Japanese or American, and I'm lost.

Even better, this one has some top-notch dialogue. The scene where the father confronts the brassy mistress of his son has dialogue worthy of more than one Hollywood greats.

This film is a terrific high-class soap opera which brutally examines fracturing personal relationships in one family in post-war Japan. The previous reviewer implies that this is not among this director's great work. All I can say is, if this is a middling effort, then I for one have much movie-viewing pleasure ahead.

Highly recommended.

An honest look at marriage, adultery, divorce, and abortion, especially refreshing for 1954, and with the emotions between an elderly man (So Yamamura) and his daughter-in-law (Setsuko Hara) poignantly rendered. His son / her husband (Ken Uehara) is a real piece of work, brazenly carrying on with other women, staying out late, and getting physically abusive when they don't do as he wishes (referred to, not shown). Meanwhile the man's daughter is also in a broken marriage, returning home with her two children because her husband's cheating on her. The film calls out bad male behavior by showing its impact, and the conversations between characters feels fairly modern.

One of the things altered relative to Yasunari Kawabata's novel is the elderly man's mental state, which in this adaptation isn't declining with age, with accompanying melancholy. Another is his relationship with his daughter-in-law; clearly they have a connection in the film, but it's based on simple kindness and admiration, and erotic feelings on his part aren't involved. The result is a character who is on the surface a decent old man, still married to his own wife despite his own indiscretions and having been more attracted to her older sister long ago. He's not particularly effective in reining in his son, however, and he doesn't give his own daughter enough affection or attention, reserving those things for his daughter-in-law. In that sense he's failed in life.

As in many of her films, Setsuko Hara is the brightest light in the cast. Her character is simple, kind, and filial (derisively referred to as "childlike" by her husband), but shows a toughness in the actions she takes. Hara brings out the emotions very well, and while the ending gets a little melodramatic, it has power. Overall, just a very well done, well-paced film from Mikio Naruse.

There are some foreign films so steeped in their culture that as an American who knows the world only through movies, I find myself thoroughly puzzles. Sound of the Mountain is one of those movies.

The story is simple enough. A man bonds with his daughter-in-law, and is upset by the way she's treated by his odious son.

But constantly through the movie I felt like I was just missing something. Someone makes a comment and then the woman turns her head in a way to suggest something significant has happened. The man spends time talking about when someone mispronounces a word and I can't figure out why that's interesting.

I can see there is a concept of proper behavior but I can't quite find its outlines. A lot is left unsaid and I'm not sure what is meant.

I just felt kind of lost.

It's not a problem I have with all Japanese movies. I love Kurosawa, after all.

I'm not giving this a star rating because I don't feel qualified to judge this movie. It is well filmed and looks very nice, the acting is quite good, and the final scene is lovely and touching, yet I did not, for the most part, enjoy it, and if I were to give a star rating based on my subjective experience I would give it a 6 at best.