07-28-2020, 12:35 PM
Decided to check out another movie scored by Ryuichi Sakamoto. This is simpler music, mostly slow, melancholy piano.
Toni Tikitoni is based on a short story by Haruki Murakami, itself inspired by a t-shirt Murakami saw in Hawaii with that name on it, prompting him to imagine the life of such a person. Methinks a number of us on DOOM could have given Murakami a run for it in that department. Toni Tikitoni? An environmentalist devoted to preserving and protecting mongooses (mongeese?) in the wild. A mechanical man badly in need of oil for his piston heart. Perhaps even a woman, a gangster's moll, specializing in pendulous tortures. Whatever we might come up with, no doubt Toni Tikitoni would sell shoes to dark websites with gloomy names.
But this isn't about us; it's Murakami's take on the name, translated to film. It's a simple tale steeped in solitude and loss, the perfect movie to watch during a pandemic, as it allows you to mutter (once more), "Well, I guess things could be worse." But how many reminders of that do we need? I mean, okay, we get it.
I won't go into the plot much, so as not to deprive you of coming up with something a bit more lively. Which would be a good thing, I think.
For such a simple story with simple characters, the film is poignant in its mood and message. But I'm not certain this is the time and the place for such a thing, especially because there are no swordfights.
You'd be better off just buying the soundtrack, which consists of maybe 12 songs. But be aware that the first song is titled, "Solitude," with 3 of the other songs being variations on that one.
Toni Tikitoni is based on a short story by Haruki Murakami, itself inspired by a t-shirt Murakami saw in Hawaii with that name on it, prompting him to imagine the life of such a person. Methinks a number of us on DOOM could have given Murakami a run for it in that department. Toni Tikitoni? An environmentalist devoted to preserving and protecting mongooses (mongeese?) in the wild. A mechanical man badly in need of oil for his piston heart. Perhaps even a woman, a gangster's moll, specializing in pendulous tortures. Whatever we might come up with, no doubt Toni Tikitoni would sell shoes to dark websites with gloomy names.
But this isn't about us; it's Murakami's take on the name, translated to film. It's a simple tale steeped in solitude and loss, the perfect movie to watch during a pandemic, as it allows you to mutter (once more), "Well, I guess things could be worse." But how many reminders of that do we need? I mean, okay, we get it.
I won't go into the plot much, so as not to deprive you of coming up with something a bit more lively. Which would be a good thing, I think.
For such a simple story with simple characters, the film is poignant in its mood and message. But I'm not certain this is the time and the place for such a thing, especially because there are no swordfights.
You'd be better off just buying the soundtrack, which consists of maybe 12 songs. But be aware that the first song is titled, "Solitude," with 3 of the other songs being variations on that one.
I'm nobody's pony.