Disappointing Naruse, especially in contrast with the much nuanced Ginza Cosmetics, that feels like any other Japanese family drama of the period. It's only mildly interesting in how it reverses the archetypal female and male roles and sensibility and it's attention to the economic disintegration and division of post-war middle-class. Other than that, there is little to no aftertaste from this film.
One feels sorry for Ken Uehara, always asked to play the henpecked husband... Not among the director's masterpieces but fine. Like many of Naruse's films, the miserable couple; like many of Naruse's films, one of them courts happiness, begins to dream again, after finding a kindred spirit (here, unusually, it's Ken); like all Naruse films with this scenario the miserable marrieds are doomed to each other in the end.
a perverse mirroring of repast ("is this what a wife is supposed to be") without any trace of optimism. a horror movie of repetition and marital entrapment in the same sense as agnès varda's le bonheur