Dodes'ka-Den incorporates an extreme of human poverty with the wild creativity of director Kurosawa and the imaginations of these players (i hate calling them characters, they are players in this very unique space). From the colorless heap of mangled concrete and urban refuse are splashes of exhilarating colors and movement. To me, you feel the dynamic changes in global art and music scenes that are burgeoning in the early 1970s, particularly from urban geographies---graffiti, recycled art, performance and the ageless art of storytelling in a central gathering space.
Color schemes are meant to be maintained...and mixed:
Dearest matinee gents--pick your team! Our film was shot in Tokyo but when i stumbled upon the embroidery of Vic's old threads, i had to offer both:
The pint sized hero inspires his cerebral dad to build a dream castles, even as the short one is wise and dealing with pragmatic day-to-day.
I know this is merely the production copyright but hello, transcendent little rainbow rays.
Ocho wears evening light with glorious patterns and flying scarves...let's do the same.
As Dodes'ka-Den progresses, the colors and scenery increase in theatrical intensity, little can do it justice...
Natural angles and discarded industrial odds and ends are the environmental pivots.
This wall is a space outside the slum community for transitioning thoughts and actions.
Wild beauty should never be tamed...
Even if your partner throws a fit, you can entertain with penache:
His cerebral fixations are his gifts and his weaknesses, but i love this dreamer...
...and the world he builds for his son.
Apropos dreamy ambien groove to build dream houses:
Rokkuchan is truly a hero, lives his art and breaks boundaries of movement and reality. He is a sort of Beckett hero...
Totally uncool at times, un peu theatre and magic is critical in this waking life...
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