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Autumn Afternoon
(1962)
Ozu is amazing. He was doing films about nothing before
Seinfeld was born. Okay, it's not about
nothing, it's about a daughter getting married and leaving her father. But it's a low-key comedy, quiet, unobtrusive,
humble, pitch perfect.
What's amazing
about Ozu is he takes these real life conflicts, these small moments that occur
in just about everybody's life, and he makes them interesting. What helps Ozu too I think are his actors,
who, like Hitchcock's, underplay everything, they hide their emotion. It's also fascinating to see characters
avoiding conflict, by refusing to answer a question, they'll grunt or
something.
So much is going on
underneath in an Ozu movie. He's got no
car chases, no deaths, no violence, no sex.
Should be boring and it's just brilliant. This is his last film, in my opinion his
greatest, but you can't go too wrong with any Ozu, really.
And damn this film is beautiful. It’s so gorgeous.
1 comment:
I misread your title without my glasses as "The Art of Ouzo."
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