Baby Cart: Le paradis blanc de l'enfer

Fabulous conclusion to a fine series with less dubious samurai philosophy and more creative and marvellously choreographed fighting sequences. The stupendous snow scenes that open and close the film are jaw dropping and whilst watching could only imagine the filming difficulties. Subsequently I discover that these relatively short scenes took some six weeks to film with the youngster playing the cub crying at the pain of the cold and his 'Papa' near to collapse on several occasions. It is a remarkable episode in many respects and not least with regard to the cinematography which seems even finer here with some truly wonderful moments. i think I actually gasped when the opposing forces appeared on the brow of the snow clad mountain-side. The ending here differs from that in the manga partly because the film actually came before the story had been concluded - so keen apparently were the film makers to carry on with the series. Far from being a let down, as I feared it might be, this sixth and final film in the series is a fine way to conclude what, overall, is a most enjoyable and magical experience - with rather a lot of bloody violence.

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!

Though it still has the backing of Katsu and Toho, it's noteworthy that this sixth and final entry in the classic 'Lone wolf and cub' series saw the most significant personnel changes among them all. Kuroda Yoshiyuki directs in the series for the first time; composer Murai Kunihiko takes over from series regular Sakurai Eiken; above all, previous co-writer Nakamura Tsutomu now has the sole writing credit as manga creator Koike Kazuo has not returned to adapt the script. It's reasonable to ponder what such shifts might mean for the last film, 'White heaven in hell,' and one may be inclined to think we find out at least in part right at the start as the musical accompaniment for the opening credits sequence is straight out of 70s Hollywood exploitation fare. Then again, since its inception this saga has dallied with a mixture of the classic and earnest, somewhat recalling revered jidaigeki of past years, and the self-indulgent, violent spectacle that would in turn inform filmmakers like Miike Takashi and Quentin Tarantino. How would this late chapter ultimately hold up? How would it stack up next to its brethren? Happily, despite some gaucheness that may present - in fairness, not entirely different than what we've gotten before - this picture is definitely kith and kin with its predecessors, and at length it's as entertaining as we would hope.

I mean no disrespect to Murai when I say that his score might actually be the weakest link in this chain. It's not specifically bad per se, and it's not as if the franchise wasn't prone to extravagant tendencies heretofore. However, the flavors of Murai's most overt themes are unquestionably a step beyond even the most wild creative choices made elsewhere throughout these productions (like all the doodads outfitting Daigoro's cart), and there's a certain clash of tones. His contribution isn't the only extravagant tendency on hand, though, for the plot also trades to a substantial degree in mysticism and black magic that quite surpass the intimations of deep-seated spirituality that may have occasionally popped up before. I'm not familiar with Koike's manga so I don't know whether or not this is an element that was more visible in the rendition of another medium, and I'm not at all opposed to t he infusion of fantasy in my action-adventure - in fact, I greatly appreciate it - but the fact of the matter is that the inclusion here is decidedly well removed from the approach taken in the five preceding cinematic treatments. 'White heaven in hell' could have been a sixth film that realized the Tsuchigumo in a manner that sidestepped their sorcerous powers, or it might have been a standalone feature that completely embraced that fancifulness, but it is arguably less convincing as it aims to be both.

Still, maybe I'm overreaching in my criticism. I don't know if some odds and ends were the best path forward for this flick, but by and large it's just as terrific as its antecedents. Why, in at least one regard this may genuinely have a leg up on the others, for the Tsuchigumo represent a terrible threat to protagonist Itto and son Daigoro, and those around them, to an extent that the franchise hadn't achieved previously. Itto and Daigoro find themselves in dire straits facing down a unique, unparalleled enemy, and the stakes for the titular duo have truly never been higher. With that core established it may also be the case that the narrative is more tightly focused than it has been. Father and son remain central to the proceedings, and likewise Itto's troubles with the duplicitous Yagyu clan, yet the story has more or less been reduced to its most compact representation to accentuate the viciousness and danger of the Tsuchigumo, and the escalation of Itto's struggle against his foes. This applies to all components of the screenplay, really a tremendous credit to Nakamura, and even with its more questionable bits and pieces the result is highly engaging, absorbing, entertaining, and even thrilling. As viewers we love most of all those movies that we consider flawless, but it also says something special about a movie for its distinct strengths and value to be able to shine so luminously despite equally distinct faults.

In every other capacity 'White heaven in hell' is as reliably superb as its forebears. The filming locations are gorgeous, and the sets, costume design, hair, makeup, props, and weapons are flush with incredible detail. The effects (of course including blood and gore), stunts, choreography, and action sequences are excellent and invigorating, and the cast give perfectly solid performances across the board to bring the tableau to life. Outside of its most dubious phrases Murai's music is just as grabbing and rich as Sakurai's; among the returning crew, Makiura Chishi's cinematography and Taniguchi Toshio's editing are as sharp as ever. The same goes for Kuroda's direction. I think the immediate conflict here with the Tsuchigumo could have been drawn out more so as to accentuate Itto's toils, but still I admire that portion of the tale; the climax frankly echoes the wholly far-fetched gaudiness of the worst frivolities of Roger Moore's time in Eon Productions' James Bond franchise, but still I concede that the sequence is well done just as it is. Given Itto's driving purpose since the first installment of January 1972 I wonder if it wouldn't have been better to give this last installment a more conclusive ending, or at least an ending that wasn't so near to the tropes of a Saturday morning cartoon, but then there's also something to be said for leaving the last minutes open-ended in the eventuality that more may have been produced.

What it comes down to is that this title is a mixed bag, and possibly more so than any of the other 'Lone wolf and cub' films. For the excess that it carries at its worst, I wonder if I'm not being too kind in my assessment; for what it does well, I want to like it more than I do. Considering the significant high quality of the rest of the series it isn't necessarily saying much to suggest that 'White heaven in hell' is the lesser of the six; it might be more meaningful to say that it doesn't necessarily carry the same weight in its themes and storytelling, even where it succeeds the most. I really do like this, and I just wish that where it is less sure-footed, more care had been taken such that it would have met the same level as its fellows. Of all these pictures I'm positive that this is the one that least demands our viewership - especially unfortunate since I think the fifth, 'Baby cart in the land of demons,' may have been the very best of them all - but even at that, it's well done overall, and enjoyable. In this instance one may not need to go out of their way to see it, but if you've already made it to this point in the series, it behooves one to finish the set. Just as much to the point, while it's a step down, 'White heaven in hell' is still worth watching on its own merits, so just sit back, relax, and enjoy the show to come your way.

The sixth entry in the Lone Wolf and Cub saga ... and the last one. Since it has been a while I don't think they'll ever do another one ... although I guess you could go animated. Would be fitting since these are based on an Anime. And the blood and nudity might be a testament to that too. You can tell this is quite over the top, to say the least.

This adds a finale with snow ... just fantastic. I would not call these exceptional tension filled (you kind of know your main character will not perish ... at least until the end of the movie), but they are fun, if you are not too politically correct or easily offended. If you are, stay away from these ... The ending of the series (at least movie wise, never read the animes) is quite ... well let's say it is quite open. If you think this not satisfying ... well I would totally understand it ...

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.