live like pigs
by Douglas Messerli
Hisashi
Yamauchi (screenplay), Shōhei Imamura (director) 豚と軍艦 (Buta to
gunkan) (Pigs and Battleships) / 1961, USA 1963
I've never seen nor read the John Arden play whose
title I have borrowed for this short essay, but I cannot imagine a more appropriate
phrase since Shōhei Imamura's 1961 film is not only literally about pigs and
battleships, but is, metaphorically speaking, a work in which all the
characters more or less live like pigs within the post-war Japanese society of
the port Yokosuka. Although the Allied occupation of Japan has seemingly
brought some sense of industry to the democratized city, it is still a world of
slums and darkness where nearly every individual—Japanese, Americans, and other
outsiders—are on the take, each preying on one another in the form of
everything from sex to pig slop, from, as the title suggest, pigs to
battleships—or, at least, what comes with the latter.
At the
center of this fomenting world is the likeable but slightly dumb-witted Kinta
(Hiroyuki Nagato) and his pretty girlfriend, Huruko (Jitsuko Yoshimura), who
works in a nearby bar. In large, this couple stands apart from the rest of the
community in their simple desire to marry and find a way to eke out a living.
But in this dark world there is no easy escape. Kinta stupidly thinks he is
rising in society as he moves from a position of a ringer who brings American
sailors into the underground brothels to a role in the local gang as a pig
farmer, a capital venture of gangster Tetsu and his friends, who use black
market slops to feed the profitable beasts.
Huruko
faces daily pressure from her mother to leave her job at the bar and become a
high class prostitute, like her older sister, serving the American sailors
under the tutelage of the slightly mysterious American, Mr. George, who is
suddenly replaced by a similarly opportunistic figure. And, at least twice in
the film, the young girl, penniless and fed up with the actions of her lover,
is drawn into this dark sexual underworld, at one point being gang-raped by
three American sailors—an event which quite literally sets her mind and
Imamura's camera spinning—and, after she attempts to steal cash from one of
them, is arrested.
Despite
this, however, Huruko and Kinta's elderly father are the only ones presented
who seem to have moral values. Throughout the film Huruko's major role is her
attempt to try to convince Kinta to leave the Yakuza and travel with her to a
neighboring city where they can find employment in a factory.
Factory
wages, however, are notoriously low, and Kinta has dreams of either owning a
band that might play every night on the American base or working as a
high-class pimp. Despite his own involvement with gang shakedowns of nearly
everyone, it never seems to dawn on him that no matter what money he might
make, it would be taken. Because of these ridiculous
Imamura's
work soon swings into full motion, lurching back and forth over more and more
absurd events, sometimes without a great deal of narrative coherency. But the
result is as lively story-telling as are his hilarious types. The handsome head
of the gang, Tetsu, like Kurosawa's Matsunaga, is a dying man, or, at least, he is convinced he is (in
fact, he has only a stomach ulcer). And the others betray one another as they
struggle to make payments to the American for the outdated rations to feed the
pigs. When they cannot come up with the money, both sides attempt to sell the
animals, which leads to a free-wheeling street chase between big-rig
trucks—with Kinta mistakenly thought to having betrayed both. In one of what
has to be one of the most ludicrously comic scenes in film history, Imamura
places the inexperienced Kinta at the center of a machine-
At film's
end, a new battleship has arrived, as the women in the town rush out to meet it
and the Americans who will pay for their pleasures. Although she has been
finally convinced by her mother to join the others, in the final scene Huruko
moves off in the opposite direction toward the train station that will take her
away from the pigs and battleships that have destroyed any possibility of true
love.
Imamura's
movie is, at times, patently anti-American, but he is no easier on his own
countrymen, who in attempting to get their hands on the American dollar, live
like pigs on their way to slaughter. In the end, the director transforms Hisashi Yamauchi's sometimes loopy
story into a serious and memorable satire.
Los Angeles, June 16, 2012
Reprinted from World
Cinema Review (June 2012).
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