The First Contact!
Door open 20h.
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20h: Japan 2005, 150min, with english subs
Brilliant to look at, impossible to understand, Funky
Forest: The First Contact, is like a resume reel for a group of
struggling, soon to be discovered underground artists. It's a
performance piece as a personal cry for help, the fever dream musings of
men who should know better, understand little, and yet choose to pay
attention to neither. It's experimental and exasperating, confusing and
completely of its own. If you enjoy having your brain freaked as much as
tweaked, if you don't care that linear narrative is addled or absent,
if imagery and imagination move you - cinematically - as much as
characterization and plotting, this film will definitely fit your
aesthetic. But be warned, this is not an easy ride. Ishii, Ishimine, and
Miki aren't out to open your eyes or show you the ugly underneath.
Instead, they hope to free your mind, using visual flair and the jarring
juxtaposition of form and function to broaden your horizons. And one
does have to admit - it's a Heck of a ride.
The Product
The Japanese have a reputation for being entertainment extremists. Whether it's deserved or not, they tend to turn everything - their television, their music, their entire popular culture - into a mishmash of kitsch, art, commerce, and craziness. Of course, this is a decidedly Western view, the perspective of an audience on the social outside looking way past and within. Yet the concept has become so clichéd that we actually have spoofs (MXC, Super Big Product Fun Show) of such insanity. Anyone looking for a perfect example of this histrionic oriented Hellsapoppin' position need look no further than Funky Forest: The First Contact. A crazy quilt collaboration between three prominent Japanese filmmakers (Katsuhito Ishii, Hajime Ishimine, and Shunichiro Miki), this cracked comedy is like a series of sketches gone psycho. Between the CGI fantasies, extended musical numbers, hilarious high school riffs, and repeated visits with a trio of talentless brothers, we get weirdness wrapped in the bizarre, idiosyncrasy drenched in the disturbing. Sounds like your typical Tokyo treat, huh?
The Japanese have a reputation for being entertainment extremists. Whether it's deserved or not, they tend to turn everything - their television, their music, their entire popular culture - into a mishmash of kitsch, art, commerce, and craziness. Of course, this is a decidedly Western view, the perspective of an audience on the social outside looking way past and within. Yet the concept has become so clichéd that we actually have spoofs (MXC, Super Big Product Fun Show) of such insanity. Anyone looking for a perfect example of this histrionic oriented Hellsapoppin' position need look no further than Funky Forest: The First Contact. A crazy quilt collaboration between three prominent Japanese filmmakers (Katsuhito Ishii, Hajime Ishimine, and Shunichiro Miki), this cracked comedy is like a series of sketches gone psycho. Between the CGI fantasies, extended musical numbers, hilarious high school riffs, and repeated visits with a trio of talentless brothers, we get weirdness wrapped in the bizarre, idiosyncrasy drenched in the disturbing. Sounds like your typical Tokyo treat, huh?
The Plot
Frankly, there isn't one. Instead, we begin with a visit from the Mole Brothers, a white suited comedy team who seem more interested in insulting each other than making us laugh. Then a little girl envisions a fantasy world where she is master and homework is nonexistent. Three brothers, noted for being "unpopular with women" interact with each other in typical sibling ways, though one is inexplicably obsessed with his guitar. A former student and a young teacher play at having a fling, while the "Babbling Hot Springs Vixens" tell unusual stories of human fallibility. The previously mentioned instructor describes his dreams, while the Moles return to deliver - maternity style - their miniature friend from the orifice of an alien television. The horrors of high school homeroom are uncovered, while various polymorphous shapes and biological abominations demand intimacy and gratification. If it all sounds like David Cronenberg via Shinya Tsukamoto, you're only partially correct. Like Pee Wee's Playhouse soaked in blowfish venom, this is one filmic forest that truly lives up to its funky namesake.
At first, the over the top goofiness and incoherent shrillness are off-putting. The Moles are like prop comics who forgot their bag of tricks...or punchlines. They shout and stutter, playing on Asian stereotypes in an almost offensive manner. There are plenty of nods and winks to keep things in perspective, but it does start the film off on an odd footing. Then we get the weird animated battle between Little Hataru and some pulsating blob. Yet the ending turns out to be a jokey non-sequitor. The Unpopular with Women Brothers include a mature worrywart, an axe strumming hippy type, and a grade schooler who can't stop shoveling chocolate into his mouth. Their moments have an observational wit to them, that is, when Funky Forest doesn't overplay their part in the effort. Indeed, there are several sequences that go on for far too long. When we learn about the almost-affair between teacher Takefumi and a young student, we are intrigued. But then their storyline shifts into a nearly 40 minute musical pastiche, including numerous interpretive dance numbers and some Power Station like animation. By the end, we are desperate for a rationale.
