Director:
Katsuhiro Otomo
If you've ever been around someone who's a Japanime (Japanese
animation) fan, chances are, you may have heard him or her
(though usually him) periodically scream "Kanedaaaaa!"
at the top of his voice, then giggle like a little schoolboy.
I know I do. The reason for this Tourette's syndrome like
compulsion is the film, "Akira."
Buy
Akira on DVD!
In
2019, Neo-Tokyo sits on the ashes of Tokyo, destroyed by an
unexplained weapons experiment in World War III. Though the
city looks clean and futuristic, at street level, a kind of
Mad Max environment exists where biker gangs battle for supremacy
over the ruined highways of old Tokyo. Kaneda and Tetsuo,
childhood friends since meeting in an orphanage, are members
of one of these biker gangs. Strange events are set into motion
when they run into the military that controls Neo-Tokyo. A
strange child was taken, as was Tetsuo. Kaneda sets out to
rescue his friend, together with Kei, a member of a resistance
group. They discover a secret, which threatens to level Neo
Tokyo, and it all leads ultimately to the subject of the film:
Akira.
The reason for "Akira's" popularity was because
it was one of the first Japanime films to cross geographical
boundaries, with its animation, cinematography, and storyline,
proving that animation can be much more than watching a mutated
mouse prance about on screen. The fact that its storyline
still has fans debating just what it was about exactly, decades
later, only adds to this films appeal - and after all, there's
always the amazing bikes, lovingly rendered in all their arrogant
gasoline sexiness. Akira epitomises a quality which seems
peculiar to the Japanese: the idea of a post-apocalyptic future
populated by a citizens under siege from itself, living among
the rubble of its civilisation whose destruction was brought
on mankind's own arrogance in playing God. In the film, the
scientists' experiments on Tetsuo goes wrong, leaving a very
scared, very pissed off teenager with a destructive force
on his hands. Blood, gore and violence are depicted in detail,
shocking and disturbing - and in one bedroom scene, a very
scary spin on what toys do at night when you're asleep. Yet
there are also moments of humanity, and moments where you
just have to say, "Gawddamn! My mind's been screwed with!"
All this is punctuated and enhanced by the soundtrack, haunting,
scary and memorable.
"Akira" is not a film about violence. It hints at
mind-boggling ideas by subtle implication, images and obtuse
language - so many things arise and sink, not really explored
but enough to make this a very muscular film. It is a film
that will never be dated, and will always be the reason why
there will still be people running around screaming Japanese
names at each other in public.
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