Showing posts with label the happiness of the katakuris. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the happiness of the katakuris. Show all posts

January 23, 2014

Lerman's 14 For '14 Day Fourteen: TAXIDERMIA Is The Absolute Pinnacle Of Ler-Mania

"And if something comes to an end, then its beginning will also be important."
It all comes down to this.

In so many ways, Taxidermia feels like the perfect culmination of everything I expected out of these two weeks and exactly the kind of movie I think of when I think of Lerman.  It'd be easy to reduce his tastes down to nothing more than the most batshit crazy stuff imaginable, but it's important to remember that he was equally excited to about Little Shop or Babe as he was about A Serbian Film.  That takes a very special kind of person and I'm so grateful that he was willing and able to take the time to construct such an eclectic collection of cinema for my personal consumption.  I definitely would never have watched the vast majority of these films of my own accord and I totally fell in love with more than a few of them.  Besides, I'm always happy to have my tastes broadened in the widest manner possible.

Taxidermia is certainly a film that will challenge your comfort levels as well as your gag reflex.  It was also Hungary's official Oscar submission for Best Foreign Language Film, and the idea of Academy voters gathering together to watch a film that starts off with a guy shooting flames out of his dick is endless entertaining to me.  The story charts the lives of three men through subsequent generations of the Balatony family, each with his own fleshly form of obsession.  Morosgovanyi is a pitiful excuse for a soldier who's posted at a remote family farm in the dead of winter.  His chief concern in life is finding new ways to achieve sexual release; in other words, get ready for a lot of bizarre penis imagery involving fireballs, chickens, wooden boards and dead pigs.  His story comes to an abrupt halt when his commanding officer realizes that Morosgovyani totally banged the C.O.'s rather rotund wife, who soon gives birth to the little horndog's son.  And just for added porcine flavor, the baby has a vestigial tail that gets cut off with a pair of tin snips, in close up no less.

The story then jumps forward about 25 years where the now-grown baby Kalman has become a championship speed-eater, shoveling all sorts of disgusting slop down his gullet in record time and then dispassionately vomiting it all up into a collective trough along with six other behemoths.  But in the midst of a major competition he gets so distracted by Bela, a female champion eater in the crowd, that he gets lockjaw and collapses.  Luckily, Bela thinks there's nothing sexier than a guy choking on a spoonful of donkey meat and passing the fuck out.  So they get hitched, but while Kalman is singing drunken love songs during the reception, Bela is watching him through the outside window while also getting boned by Kalman's biggest speed-eating rival.  So clearly cuckolding is a theme here.

Speed eating goes somewhat out of fashion and Bela's pregnancy ain't easy, but eventually she gives birth to Lajoska, who grows up to become a skinny-fuck taxidermist who also looks after his aging father who has now ballooned up to a comically gargantuan size (pictured above).  Not only can the old man not leave his apartment, he can't even get up from his chair/perch, leaving Lajoska in charge of feeding pounds of butter to Kalman's tremendous cats.  It's an antagonistic relationship which unsurprisingly ends on a sour fucking note and finally leads Lajoska to transform himself into his own greatest creation.  It's a completely unhinged bit of surreality that caps off the film, depicted in exquisite detail and presented in such a manner that ensures you know exactly what's going on while simultaneously thinking to yourself, "What the shit is going on?"

Taxidermia is the quintessential Lerman film, chock full of truly deranged, often disturbing imagery that might feel at first like crazy for the sake of crazy, but eventually adds up to a unique, boundary-pushing experience that stays with you for days and changes your perception of what film is all about.  For me, it's not going to become my new favorite movie and I may never watch it again, but I'll always remember Taxidermia and years from now I'll be having drinks with a friend and they'll mention some creepy co-worker who's keeps a stuffed gerbil at his cubicle.  And I'll end up telling them about this crazy movie I once saw and the madman who made me watch it.

And I'll smile.


What's The Connection?  Fat people!  One of the hotel victims in The Happiness Of The Katakuris is a sizable sumo wrestler who dies while having sex with his diminutive mistress and subsequently crushes her to death.  But he's downright tiny compared to the elder Kalman, who prefers to eat his chocolate bars without removing the foil wrapper.

Up Next: Sanity.

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Title:  Taxidermia
Director: Gyorgy Palfi,
Starring: Csaba Czene, Gergely Trocsanyi, Marc Bischoff, Istvan Gyuricza, Piroska Molnar, Gabor Mate, Zoltan Koppany
Year Of Release: 2006
Viewing Method: Netflix DVD


January 22, 2014

Lerman's 14 For '14 Day Thirteen: THE HAPPINESS OF THE KATAKURIS Reawakens My Love Of Takashi Miike

"Look!  Normal people!"
One night when I was in college, Lerman arrived at my Charles St. apartment with his backpack overflowing with DVDs and he quickly put on a Japanese film called Ichi The Killer.  It's a loose riff on Batman in which a Joker-esque gangster with giant slits cut from the corners of his mouth up to his cheekbones squares off against Ichi, a timid would-be hero dressed all in black.  In the film's opening scene, Ichi stands outside the window of a beautiful woman, watching her undress.  He furiously masturbates and then retreats into the night, leaving a puddle of ejaculate dripping from the leaves of a potted plant.  The bodily fluid quickly puddles and forms into the film's opening title.

This is how I was introduced to Takashi Miike.

Ichi is an incredible film that I've been meaning to revisit for years.  It's tough because it's obviously not a movie for everybody, but Miike had such a strong cinematic voice that I was almost overwhelmed.  I knew right then and there that this was a fascinating director whose work I really wanted to dig into.  And yet, I'm just now realizing that I never really followed up on that plan.  Sure, I've always kept an eye on his films and seen trailers come and go over the years for various Miike projects that looked really interesting, but as I sit here scanning over his prolific filmography (he makes Woody Allen look lazy) I'm now realizing that it's been over ten years since Lerman first thrust Ichi into my life and until now I'd still yet to watch another one of Miike's films.  That seems simply preposterous, yet there it is.

So I'm grateful that Lerman has once again thrown some Miike my way, although I have to say that The Happiness Of The Katakuris probably wouldn't have been my first choice.  It's such an absurd mishmash of styles, part going-into-business story, part musical-romance, part crime-drama, part claymation gorefest.  In a weird, abstract way, think Batteries Not Included meets Grease meets Fargo meets Mr. Bill.  And yet, that doesn't even begin to describe everything that's going on here.

On the surface is the story of the Katakuri family, which has built a bed & breakfast out in the wilderness based on the promise that the government will soon be building a nearby road, thus turning the area into a tourist destination.  But in the meantime, the charming hotel remains empty and the family is facing bankruptcy, that is until a mysterious stranger arrives in the middle of the night in search of a room.  The Katakuris are overjoyed until their very first guest turns up dead in the morning and they're forced to hide the body before word gets out and the B&B's reputation is destroyed before they can even get off the ground.  Soon new guests arrive and the mortality rate continues to rise, all while the Katakuris' eldest daughter gets romantically entangled with a charming criminal posing as an American secret agent/member of the British Royal Family.  And let's not forget all of the of incredibly over the top musical numbers, often times smashing onto the screen like the Kool-Aid Man in the most unexpected and grotesque of situations, particularly one song featuring a chorus of dismembered corpses.  As if that doesn't sound absurd enough, we're also treated to a handful of scenes which play out as totally bonkers claymation, including the film's completely insane and non-sequiter opening sequence and the finale in which a quietly omni-present volcano finally erupts.  These sequences would typically demand heavy effects or green screen work, and since the film was released in 2001 it's not as if digital effects were completely out of the question.  Was this a budgetary issue or a style choice?  I honestly couldn't tell you, but either way the shit just WORKS.

There's so, so much more going on here, but it's easy to see why The Happiness Of The Katakuris isn't most people's cup of tea.  I honestly don't know how often I'll find myself rewatching this one, but at the very least it's renewed my excitement in the singular work of Takashi Miike, which only makes the recent news of the disintegration of his English-language, WWII-era Yakuza film starring Tom Hardy all the more depressing.  Ah well.  Bring on Audition.

What's The Connection?  As you may have already realized, the basic plots of Little Shop and Katakuris are remarkably similar, with a failing business suddenly finding success while simultaneously racking up an impressive body count.  Hell, both plots are set in motion a complete eclipse of the sun.

Up Next: Taxidermia

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Title: The Happiness Of The Katakuris
Director: Takashi Miike
Starring: Kenji Sawada, Keiko Matsuzaka, Shinji Takeda, Naomi Nishida, Kiyoshiro Imawano, Tetsuro Tanba, Naoto Takenaka
Year Of Release: 2001
Viewing Method: Netflix DVD