If you’re thinking too much Kurosawa is
never enough, then Steven Okazaki’s Mifune:The Last Samurai is for you.
A film that covers the life of the most famous Japanese actor since Sessue
Hayakawa and reminds us just how good the films that represent his
collaboration with the “perfectionist” Akira Kurosawa are, can’t be a bad
thing.
The production reproduces the mainly
black and white clips beautifully and it’s interesting to hear from Mifune’s
collaborators. The women have aged remarkably well. Dealing with survivors has
brought some unfamiliar names into the foreground.
That said, this one is for the choir.
There is little on the actor’s pre-Rashomon career about which we know
so little. His only other director to get any attention is the remarkable
Hiroshi Inagaki and that for his Myamoto Musashi films. Inagaki's 1958
Muhomatsu no issho/The Rickshaw Man is well on the way to being
Mifune’s best performance and it gets one still photo here.
Then there’s the discovery of the fact
that while the juvenile did Seven Samurai in a bald cap, Takashi Shimura
actually shaved his head for his part.
Director Okazaki’s documentaries
and features extend back to the nineteen eighties. Keanu Reeves’ narration is
unobtrusive, mainly adding a selling point to the production.
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