A fascinating documentary on a writer I know absolutely nothing about. Kazuo Hara is brilliant as ever, relating the story of the eccentric Inoue in a way that almost seems fiction at times its so fascinating, and others blurs into that realm of the too real where the banal resides. My second favourite of his after The Emperor's Naked Army Marches On.
The best documentaries dig deep and touch you at levels far below the surface. Here I find myself fascinated and moved by a man I had never heard of before this. Now I want to know more and to read his works and to understand his philosophy and his life on an even deeper and more intimate level.
This film is a journey toward death in the company of Inoue. It's touching how I felt so close to Inoue. We get to live with him each stages until he goes up the stairs.
I liked the way Hara seeked for lies Inoue wrote in his biography. It's like Inoue wanted to change the memories that would live on after he would pass away, making alive a new story of him.
However it's Hara's most "conventional in the form" film.
Such a complex character - temperamental, articulate, passionate about life and highly productive. There seems to be little translation of his work unfortunately. A real insight into post-war Japan and its literary circles.
it's probably the only documentary about a writer which starts with a striptease performed by the writer himself. But it's only a trifle. Even the sight of his bloody liver put down on a plate is a trifle compared to how much passion, love and vigour he managed to evoke in other people. I especially loved the scenes with his friend, female author (does anyone know her name?).
I suppose would be more involved if I knew a little bit more about the writer. Still it's a touching and sometimes scarily intimate documentary. The fact Inoue was a nuke witness and survivor makes his writing of great interest.