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Riding Alone for Thousands of Miles
Takada, a Japanese fisherman has been estranged from his son for many years, but when the son is diagnosed with terminal cancer his daughter-in-law, Rie, summons him to the hospital. Through a series of obstacles and relationships, he is brought unexpectedly closer to both an understanding of himself and of his son.
Warm, tender and a little bit quirky.
I enjoyed it.
Father and son trying to reconcile. Father goes on an allegorical journey that represents his life. It gets sidetracked enough to soften the contrivance, but the sentimentality is ever lurking. The son dies, then a cute little kid shows up - some platitudes about the journey being greater than the destination, in the hopes of repairing a dislocated Asia. No action or landscapes for Zhang to crush. The beginning of his slide.
Incredible scenery, main Chinese actors play themselves
Odd little film about a Japanese man trying to film an opera singer in a Chinese prison as a present for his dying son. There was obviously some significance to things I didn't fully understand - mainly the lead character's unwavering persistence and everyone's willingness to help him - but it also shines a light on modern Chinese culture and has some great emotional moments. The stunning mountain landscapes helped me through the dull parts. Written by Jingzhi Zou and director Yimou Zhang (Raise the Red Lantern, Hero, House of the Flying Daggers).
A very touching and rich film about a Japanese fisherman who goes on a trip to China to film a Chinese opera performance for his dying son in the hopes to reconcile with him as it's a very heartfelt film that earns its tears.
Connecting to a movie is always a happy surprise, but when a movie comes along that is brimming with personal connections it becomes a gift. And like any good gift, I want to internalize it by capturing some of those moments before they fade from my memory. Apologies for a self serving post.
"I decided this suddenly. I don’t know what is out there and I’m not good at dealing with people. However, I feel compelled to go." How many times have I said words like these? Inevitably there follows an argument with myself in which I lose, so I go.
Well Meaning Translator:
I love this character. He doesn't speak a lick of Japanese, but is willing to…
Beautiful scenery of rural china mixed with busy Japan.
Stitched, in my mind, to both Zhang's semi-great Not One Less (Chinese bureaucracy acting as a buffer for and a pathway to a new, bracing reality) and his somewhat less thrilling film called The Road Home (intensely emotional tale that seems to exist on the fringe of reality), Riding Alone For Thousands of Miles sidesteps the easily corrupted Father-Son dynamic - that usually leads to contrived, overtly button-pushing moments - by down playing the actual, central narrative and allowing it to grow on its own, adding task after task to the already superfluous end the calmly indifferent main character pursues. The title - though taken from the opera he's trying to videotape - ought to give you, however, some idea…
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