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Widely regarded as one of Japan's most eminent filmmakers, Hideo Gosha's exceptionally refined artistry is put to inspired use in his immaculately shot, doom-laden masterpiece 'The Wolves'. Dark, brutal, melancholic, and peppered with astringent outbursts of uncomfortably intimate violence, 'The Wolves' retains all of its visceral intensity. Hideo's layered, emotionally dense, potently simmering study of loneliness, fealty, and love is never less than impressive. While ostensibly a stark tale of Yakuza blood feuds, there's a depth to these lucid characters actions which lends gravitas to their scheming. This rich, consistently fascinating, highly detailed narrative is brought to vivid life by a compellingly focused lead performance from Japanese icon, Tatsuya Nakadai as weary, flint-edged gangster, Seji Iwahashi. 'The Wolves' (1971) is muscular, vital filmmaking with an unsually deft touch, music maestro, Masaru Satô's sprightly score is exemplary, and the bravura brine-lashed climax is sure to take your breath away!

Unlike many other films by Hideo Gosha this one sort of operates as a reverse action film. The first ten minutes are the most exciting and visually active and the climax, despite the brutality on screen, is almost leisurely. Was that the intent? It's hard for me to say.

The film follows the lives of several gangsters after they have been suddenly pardoned by the new Japanese government in the late 1920's. Jailed after a fatal inter-gang fight the ex-cons attempt to return to their old gangs but find everything has changed. Things don't go easy and the inevitable final conflict is set in motion.

Dense with plot and gangster etiquette, this is not an easy film to jump into. Gosha's earlier samurai films are more accessible. The plot revolves around Tatsuya Nakadai's withdrawn and moody gangster but it takes detours with some of the other characters which can be confusing. The photography is dark and saturated with color. It's hard to see clearly what's happening at times but that seems to have been intentional. The fights are very realistic with nearly everyone killing each other with short knives. Not the clear stylized slashes of a samurai sword where the victim just falls over dead, these are brutal horrible deaths. The excellent music is very influenced by Morricone's western themes unfortunately including the incessant repetition of the same theme over and over (something that Morricone really didn't have control over). The pacing is slow, sometimes pretentious. At two hours it can be an effort.

I saw this in the late seventies at it's New York premier and just again recently. I feel the same way about it still. You may like it but be prepared for the slow pace after the quick start.

This film is so marvellous to look at that you may wonder if Rembrandt has been re-born as a Japanese movie-director. Hideo Gosha has made an undisputable master-piece about rivalry, betrayal and the feud over a train-line. It is a classic gangster-film with a labyrinth-like plot. The Wolves is the real thing. This film is one of the best films ever made.

The Shussho Iwai took place in late twenties when the elder Imperator was replace for his young son, in that time Japan was a most a powerful nation of Eastern, also prearranged its expansion at Manchuria in China, then the government braced himself to sending to there woods and rails to construct a large railroad at Manchuria soon as possible.

The main glimpse was the two opposite Yakusa nemesis were share the operation without any disagreement to avoid of both sides lost money in the such profitable endeavor, sadly someone explodes the Railroad and dozens of Yakusa's members were sent to prison, in four years the new Imperator gave the pardon for those inmates, release them in order to fulfill the remainder of the sentence in parole.

Since then both Yakusa's gangs make a hard agreement to work together each one upheld its own territory and no more hard feelings concerning the past, for now on the Yakusa code will be respect to the extreme, nonetheless wounds not yet healed, even part four years old, the Yakusa's summit already aware about it and decide dismiss some troublemakers like as Gunjiro Oseki ( Noburo Ando) that was deadly enemy of Seji Iwahashi (Tatsuya Nakadai) that is the next to gave the blue card, among treachery, greedy, hidden interests the association of both Yakusa's clans is crumbles.

Hideo Gosha imposes a narrative of the storyline through in 3th person, it somewhat gave to the movie a documentary look, also has many sub-plots that enhances the picture itself, a bit slow pace in many sequences, letting the picture dispersive, although the chase through the city at festival and last showdown at seashore overcame all possible weakness!!

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First watch: 2023 / How many: 1 / Source: DVD / Rating: 8.

I've said it in every review I've written about Hideo Gosha and I'll say it again. There's no Japanese director more criminally, terribly, shamefully underrated than the great Hideo Gosha. No director who soared in the artistic heights Gosha did is more underseen and undiscovered.

Following his early period of pulpy stylized chambaras, Gosha progressively tackled bigger, better and significantly more ambitious projects. This golden era that began so triumphantly with GOYOKIN, easily among the ten most stunningly beautiful Japanese films of all time, found its ultimate, irrevocable and titanic culmination in KUMOKIRI NIZAEMON, a film so labyrinthine, complex and breathtaking and so full of ideas as to contain enough material for two great movies. THE WOLVES is a step in that direction, part of that niche - ultra stylish, socially-minded, with a serpentine plot and epic in scope. Yet for that reason, a film best enjoyed by the Japanese cinema aficionado who is familiar with the often convoluted nature of these films. The novice might have to rewind the first 30 minutes a couple of times.

Indeed Gosha opens the film TOO fast. And then slows down to a crawl until the bloody finale. The opening narrative is an interesting experiment of Wellesian proportions, something that combines Kinji Fukasaku's ideas of montage and superimposed titles, yet in the same time takes them to the next level. Thirty years before Guy Ritchie would do it for quirk's sake, Gosha had already done it better.

A typical plot, perhaps intentionally generic, involves the rivalry and subsequent reconciliation between two yakuza families and all the scheming and backstabbing that slowly comes to the surface. Tatsuya Nakadai's character, a yakuza underboss fresh out of prison as the film begins after doing time for the murder of the rival family's boss in retribution for the bombing of his clan's log work site, ruminates at one point: "If I can't believe in his yakuza honor then what is left to believe in?". This is not a ninkyo chivalry yakuza film however, here the yakuzas are exactly what the title says. Ruthless thugs, street cutthroats throbbing with greed and ambition. People whose word is honorable as long as it serves them right, or as long as no one knows otherwise. At the root of all trouble, as with earlier Gosha films like SWORD OF THE BEAST and GOYOKIN, is gold.

The dualistic treatment of Tatsuya Nakadai's character, Iwahashi, also carries echoes of earlier Gosha characters like Magobei or Gennosuke. Disillusioned with his life and the hypocrisy of the yakuza, he's a tired middle-aged man who's laid ambition by the wayside. At the same time he's an instrument of revenge, an angel of death called to strike down with great vengeance. It's around this duality, passive and aggressive by circumstance, that Gosha builds the different moods of the movie: for most of the duration, the film languors in a dreamy haze lulling the viewer in a sense of false security through pictorial beauty. Yet, exposition is constant. Dark secrets behind the seemingly perfect alliance between the two ex-rival families slowly emerge and things are about to change.

For Gosha, as with other Japanese directors from the sixties, style IS substance. That is not to say the film lacks what is typically regarded as substance. Gosha has a story to tell, a premise to fulfill, a conclusion to arrive at. But he's a storyteller of visual excellence. To say Gosha's style IS substance is to advise the viewer to scan the frame for the details Gosha has planted there. Racking focus is one of his favorite tricks for example: watch how he shifts focus between a face, a hand that pounds a drum, and painted demons in the background of a carnival chariot, all in the same frame. Watch how the painted door panels comment on the foreground action in the final climax. Watch the overly theatric final showdown, one that blends Sergio Leone's ceremonial abstraction of the duel with Kabuki theater. Watch the topology he so carefully constructs: the carnival, a place of disguise, raw animal energy, intrigue and murder. The solitary beach strewn with the broken vessels of old ships, with seabirds flying over them: a dreamy limbo of sorts, a place for old lovers to reunite in, old friends and now foes to die in.

All in all, although THE WOLVES is not among Gosha's best films, it's just short of them, which makes it not just one of the best yakuza films of the time but also one of the best gendaigeki dramas.