Directed by Akira Kurosawa; produced by Sôjirô Motoki
In the middle of a smothering summer heat wave, novice homicide
detective Murakami (Toshirô Mifune) loses his service pistol. Convinced that
his pocket was picked while on a bus home, he is referred to veteran
investigator Sato (Takashi Shimura). As the two follow possibly inconsequential
leads, they find themselves involved in a series of deadly robberies committed
by the thief, whose mental health, they discover, verges on insanity.
An excellent crime-story, Stray
Dog benefits from an array of features. Even though it was directed by one
of the best – certainly the most famous - of Japan’s cinema-directors,
Kurosawa’s work here is early in his career, and seems less subtle than it
could have been. Nonetheless, it is spot-on for this straightforward tale of
crimes, crooks and cops.
Furthermore, the direction takes into account the time and place,
showing Tokyo as it was just four years after the end of the Second World War.
Much of the city is wrecked, and there is a prolonged sequence (a little too
prolonged perhaps) which depicts various aspects of the city’s slums, and the people
who inhabit them, many there, maybe, due to war damage. As well, the swelter of
the torrid summer is effectively portrayed, and when a heavy rain falls, the
viewer can feel that even the drops are warm.
The story is, as mentioned, straightforward, but certainly not
without interest, especially for someone from North America and eighty years
after the movie’s production. The script, by Kurosawa and Ryûzô Kikushima, is
without artifice when demonstrating crime in Japan’s capital in 1949. One
wonders if such openness would have been allowed just half a decade previously.
A thriving black market in firearms, sold and even rented by way of
ration-cards, develops the plot, while the effects of the war are treated
without bias or comment. The robber, Yusa (Isao Kimura), is described as ‘not
having been the same since the war’, and one suspect is afraid of the police.
Sato calms him by implying the army was brutal and that ‘we [the police] don’t
do that sort of thing’.
A wide range of income-levels and residential status is shown,
giving an excellent, if superficial, view of Japan in that era. Yusa lives in a
hovel built behind his married sister’s house; one of his victims lives in a
pleasant middle-class home with a garden, while Sato and his family happily
inhabit a small cottage just outside the city.
Other aspects of Japan are related with fascinating nonchalance: a
baseball game, attended by thousands despite the heat (note the team names on
players’ shirt, printed in English, and the umpire’s exhortation to ‘play
ball’, also in English.) The changes the country is going through are evinced
by a female pickpocket astounding a knowledgeable detective by wearing a dress,
whereas she had not been seen out of a kimono for decades. And note the
harmonica player performing ‘Waves of the Danube’ (also known as ‘The
Anniversary Song’.)
But the most obvious advantage Stray
Dog has is the acting. Mifune, soon to become Japan’s first cinematic
super-star, clearly has talent here, though he is almost overshadowed by
Shimura, as his temporary partner. Also to be noted is Keiko Awaji as a
show-girl. Like all good directors, Kurosawa pays attention to the small rôles
and the bit-players.
Stray Dog takes a little time to find its pace. Once it does, however, it keeps the viewer interested as its policemen travel the underbelly, dusty streets, bars and night-clubs of late 1940s Tokyo, heading toward a satisfying climax. It is a film well worth seeing.
I'd like to see this one, if only because of the glimpse it gives us of post-war Japan. You don't see those very often.
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