Stillness and Spectacle
While discussing the art of filmmaking, Japanese
director Akira Kurosawa once said, "There is something
that might be called cinematic beauty. It can only be
expressed in a film, and it must be present in a film
for that film to be a moving work. When it is very
well expressed, one experiences a particularly deep
emotion while watching that film." An overview of
Kurosawa's body of work shows that he clearly knew
what he was talking about. From his classic films of
the fifties, such as Rashomon (1950) and The Seven
Samurai (Shichinin no samurai 1954), to the
experimental works of his later years, including
1990's Akira Kurosawa's Dreams (Yume), this master
director has presented us with some of cinema's most
moving tales and stunning images. In 1985's Ran
(Chaos), now in theatrical re-release, Kurosawa
achieves an almost perfect fusion of storyteller and
painter.
Ran is Kurosawa's version of William Shakespeare's
King Lear. He resets this oft-told tale of sibling
rivalry and thirst for power in 16th century Japan,
focused on the Ichimonji clan. Under the guidance of
Lord Hidetora (Tatsuya Nakadai), the Great Lord, the
Ichimonjis have gained control of a great deal of
territory. Now, over a half century after his first
conquest, Lord Hidetora has decided to step down and
cede control of his dominion to his oldest son, Taro
(Akira Terao); he also grants regional control of two
smaller castles to his other two sons, Jiro (Jinpachi
Nezu) and Saburo (Daisake Ryu). Upon objecting to the
plan as being foolish, Saburo is banished by his
father, who takes up residence with Taro. Taro,
craftily manipulated by his wife, Lady Kaede (Mieko
Harada), begins to resent his father's presence, so
Hidetora leaves to live with Jito. After a falling
out with Jito, Hidetora takes his small army and sets
up residence in the third castle, unoccupied since
Sabura's departure. Still under Kaede's guidance,
Taro declares his father mad, and, along with Jito,
destroys his army and castle. Left to wander the
hills, accompanied only by his court jester, Hidetora
does indeed slip into madness, betrayed by his family
and haunted by the souls of those he has slain. Taro
is also slain in the battle, leaving Jito as sole
ruler. News of the family's trouble quickly reaches
Saburo, who comes to rescue his father. This sets up
a climatic battle between the two sons, with two of
the former ruler's adversaries waiting at the border
in hopes that the family will completely destroy
itself.
As the above synopsis indicates, Kurosawa follows the structure of Shakespeare's play with great care. This would seem to guarantee a director success as a storyteller, but there are numerous examples of Shakespearean adaptations that have been failures (Jocelyn Moorhouse's film of A Thousand Acres, also a reworking of Lear, is a
prime example). It is Kurosawa's ability to stick
with the original story while infusing it with his
respect for Japanese culture, history, and themes, for
instance, respect for the elderly and honoring one's
commitments, that makes this version so gripping. We
come to know these characters as individuals, and
while they share personality traits with their
Shakespearean counterparts, they also represent
various and particular aspects of the Japanese
hierarchy. For instance, Lady Kaede is considered by
many to be controlling and calculating, but the viewer
learns that her motivations are based in the fact that
Hidetora killed her parents when she was a child and
it is her need to honor her parents' memory that makes
her drive a wedge in the Ichimonji house. While she's
never likable, we can't help but feel empathy for her,
and, as played by Harada, she emerges as one of the
most complex women in Kurosawa's films.
The director, who also co-wrote the screenplay with
Hideo Oguni and Masato Ide, pays further homage to
Shakespeare by presenting much of the film in a
theatrical format. In most of the non-action scenes,
the camera moves very little (reflecting traditional
Japanese filmmaking) and there are few close-ups of
the actors as they deliver their lines. With the
camera serving as the "fourth wall," viewers feel as
though they are watching a staged play, even when the
setting is the side of a hill or the ruins of an
ancient castle. Although the settings are often
immense, the scenes' stillness often gives the
impression of a three-dimensional presentation. Many
of the sets and settings resemble the stark stages of
classic Greek and Japanese theater, reinforcing the
idea that we are watching a great tragedy unfold.
There are no random props or movements here. Pay
attention as Kaede reveals the story of her parents'
death to Taro. The slightest change in expression
reveals the complexity of emotions that both Kaede and
Taro feel. Many directors would have played this
scene grandly, but Kurosawa trusts his actors to
reveal the drama while they remain virtually
motionless.
Interspersed with these scenes are sweeping scenes of
battle. Each of Hidetora's sons marches under a
different color banner, with matching uniforms worn by
their respective troops, so that the fight scenes are
awash in a sea of color. These images are visual
masterpieces, exploring both the immensity of war and
its individual tragedies. One moment we see masses of
troops emerging from a haze of smoke; in the next, a
lone soldier sitting beside his dead comrades, staring
at his own severed arm. Such a juxtaposition creates
poignancy as well as spectacle, at the same time that
it crosses cultural boundaries. The film blends old
and new, East and West. While the sets and costumes
are 16th-century Japanese, the brilliant photographic
techniques bring us back into the twentieth century,
as does the soundtrack, which combines traditional
Japanese music and modern Western orchestration.
Fifteen years after it was first released, Ran still
plays out as an moral lesson on family honor. Those
who have not seen it owe it to themselves to see a
masterwork of cinema; those who have seen it only on
video should treat themselves to the grandeur that
only the big screen can display. I first saw the
film when it was released in 1981. I recall sitting in
the theater, amazed at the completeness of this film.
My second viewing of the film has only confirmed what
I knew then: that I have seen "cinematic beauty."