Pushes the quirk and Kitano's "extreme" ex-Yakuza persona a bit too far in pursuit of aw-shucks pathos, but I couldn't help but admire the audacity in presenting Kikujiro as a man who gives almost exactly zero fucks about what happens to the child under his guardianship. (Having just prevented said child from being molested, he acts put out that he even had to leave the bar he was in. You'd be hard-pressed to find even Clint Eastwood acting so callous.)…
As an honest portrait of youthful artistic promise slowly turning into melancholy, resentful middle age, EDEN succeeds brutally. But beyond stating some truths about the also-rans of the creative world who litter its streets, invisible to all but themselves, the film doesn't appear to have all that much to say beyond a few repeated themes.
Which, as a film centred around musicians and DJs, is not a bad way to structure a story. As in any popular music, repetition occurs…
Awful in the way only bad remakes can be. There's nothing inherently wrong with the technical filmmaking on show, but the vulgar superficial warping of Park Chan-Wook's original film feels forced and unnatural where the 2003 movie is graceful in its inevitability. It also doesn't help that, while Spike Lee is no slouch cinematically, his visuals come off as sloppy when compared to Park's masterful, elegant compositions.
Other things that hurt the film include Brolin's detestable characterisation (who would want…