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Akira (1988) Entertaining. Action packed. Deep.
Katsuhiro Ôtomo
Part of what makes a great action movie is not knowing what the hell is
going to happen. Unfortunately, most American action films fall into one
of a limited number of plot patterns, of which there are about five or six.
The good guy has to live. Has to get the girl. The world must be saved
before bedtime. And so forth. Good films overcome this predictability by
sheer quality, by making you forget you’re watching a movie. You’ve
seen Star Wars twenty times, but your heart still beats a little faster when
Darth Vader comes up on Luke in his supercharged tie fighter. You get so
caught up with the action you forget you already know what’s going to
happen. That’s all for American films. Japanese films never signed this
treaty. In fact, Japanese films do just about whatever the fuck they want.
Enter Akira. The beauty of watching Akira, at least, for me, as a dumb
American, is I really have absolutely no idea what’s going to happen. And
this is after seeing it ten or so times. The story is just that whack. One,
therefore, wonders if watching more Japanese animation would dampen or
enhance my excitement over Akira. And one does not know the answer,
yet.
What I can say is that compared to the more recent Japanese hit, Spirited
Away, Akira seems to have the more meditative soul with rich musical
panaways and a more intense portrayal of character motivation. People die
in this movie! And the flashback sequences regarding the relationship
between the children are as exquisite.
Akira! // Hanada!
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