Yasujirō Ozu could not have imagined the stature his films would take on some 60 plus years after his death in 1963. He lived in the present, in his process, making sure his japanese audience had a new film each year to go see in the theater. Wait, you could watch movies on tv by this point! I wonder if they put Ozu films on tv, and what did Ozu think if they did?

Anyway, we reflect on the mystique of one of cinema’s poet laureates, the way film festivals bridge cultures, and learning how to be an adult.

Next week: Harakiri (1962) by Masaki Kobayashi

Hosted by Zachary Domes (hetchy on letterboxd) and J Brooks Young (jyoun on letterboxd). Music by hetchy