An almost forgotten masterpiece of Japanese cinema made by one of its outstanding actresses. While bearing similarities to the contemporary melodramas of Naruse and Gosho, Kinuyo Tanaka's directorial debut excells in throroughly examining female suffering through male pride.
Directorial debut for Ms. Tanaka: in postwar Tokyo a man works writing love letters in English for the multitudes of "fallen" women to their G. I. boyfriends. Meanwhile he pines away for the love he hasn't seen in five years (who emerges later in a rather unlikely fashion, but hey). An unfortunately retrograde attitude mars an otherwise fine little film. The director has a showy cameo as a chain-smoking tough lady.