What's a scout man? It's someone who tries to recruit new
actresses for the adult video market. They chat up
candidates, promising them easy money, and offer them work.
Simple as that, really.
A young couple has just struck out in the big city (Tokyo,
presumably). They have run out of money and have to decide:
do they go home, or find jobs. He falls in with some scout
men, while she is befriended by a young woman who escorts and
pimps and whatever else.
It's based on reality. There really are scout men. During
the Q&A, director Ishioka was asked whether the police
routinely arrest scout men for harassment. If the woman is
under 18, and if it's done right in front of a police
officer, or they are grabbing or obstructing traffic, then
they get a slap-on-the-wrist type of punishment, he said.
Otherwise, there's not much they can do.
Q: Why did you show so much nudity when other similar
films do not?
Ishioka: Nudity is very much a part of their life. I
didn't think it was necessary to avoid it.
Faintly titillating, mildly interesting.
Interlude: Bloor Street
It's the last day of the film festival.
Six hours sleep has restored me my youthful vigor. Popped
into TheatreBooks to read some Beckett. Film critic Roger
Ebert will be there in an hour to sign copies of his new
book. Overheard people trashing Brian Johnson's book Brave
Films, Wild Nights, a "big bad press release"
of a book that "will be on sale at Indigo for $4 in six
Walking down Bloor Street. It's the last day of the film
festival. Had tried to nick an "Aberdeen" poster
last night from a construction site barricade, but by the
time I got there, it was gone, replaced by flyers for Reg
Hartt. Must have passed it a dozen times in the week. This
morning I was on the other side of the street and saw that
it's the facade of the old University Theatre that they're
demolishing. I imagine it will be all gone by dusk. It's been
going, one bit at a time for several years, but as it was the
place I first saw "2001" all those years ago, it
still makes me sad. It used to be the place to see
70mm films, now gone. It's the last day of the film festival.
Cast: Koji Yakusho, Aoi Miyazaki, Masaru Miyazaki, Yohichiroh
Saitoh, Sayuri Kokusho, Ken Mitsuishi Synopsis:
This is the kind of film a festival works up to: a 3½
hour long, black and white film with Koji Yakusho (star of
"Shall We Dance" from a couple years back.) This is
also the film I brag about to friends and loved ones in order
to prove my devotion as a cineaste. It's nice to see I'm not
completely wasting my life here.
The film starts with a hostage taking aboard a bus. After
a shootout with the police, only the driver (Yakusho), and
two children are left alive. What follows is three hours of a
quest for meaning that masquerades as a road movie. A quest
to understand why they have survived, and an attempt to
answer the question: "What now?"
I'll bow to the Festival progamme guide whose summation is
spot-on: "Eureka is long - almost four hours -
but there are no wasted moments." That's a neat trick.
Written By: Samuel Beckett
Cast: Michael Gambon, David Thewlis
Michael Gambon and David Thewlis in this Samuel Beckett
play about a man and his valet (son?) in a room. There is no
more. No more dogs, no more nature, no more painkillers.
Outside is gray. You know -- bright black. It's surreal and
unsettling, and exactly what I wanted. Gambon is fabulous as
usual. You can lose yourself in one drawn-out syllable if you
can squeeze your way in, if your attention will span that
And then it's done. No more films. I'm writing this
outside the lobby of the Varsity Cinemas with no more
tickets, nothing more to see. Thirty years ago, I'm in a
supermarket, riding a coin-operated mechanical horse that
will gallop for a dime. Up and down on a rubberized piston,
then stop. I nudge its dirty white flanks, but it does not