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The Taste of Tea
The clear winner was The Taste of Tea. Mike didn’t know much about it, so I was really worried that it was going to be another Beijing Bicycle (which had been a harsh lesson in ‘don’t judge a movie by its english cover’). But it wasn’t. It was 143 minutes of surrealist … well, not ‘surrealist fun’, but something like that. Irresistibility?
The Taste of Tea does go on. So load up on snacks. If you’re going to dive in, push through the first 15 or so minutes, which I didn’t especially enjoy. If you keep going you’re rewarded with some beautiful long, unaffected shots of Japanese countryside. But more than that, with many captivating, sometimes bizarre, sequences.
Sachiko, the young daughter, was easily my favourite storyline. Sachiko spends most of the movie trying to deal with a giant version of herself which follows her, and which she can’t make go away. It’s a rare, quality treatment of the inner life and logic of little people. The elaborate plans you come up with to deal with things you don’t understand, or which are only the product of your imagination. Making them none the less real to you. It’s wonderfully done.
And finally, a mid-movie clip that’s pretty representative of the whole:
But wait till you see the Mountain Song…