Throw away your books and rally in the streets
Throw Away Your Books, Rally in the Streets () – MUBISign in. Watch now. A young boys' coming of age tale set in a strange, carnivalesque village becomes the recreation of a memory that the director has twenty years later. A surreal, isolated village sees its inhabitants gradually leave behind their mutual traditions and superstitions as they leave for the city. Among them are two cousins who love each other and who get into a quarrel with other villagers. A young man, haunted by his past, travels the land in search of the lyrics to a lullaby his mother used to sing to him.
The film opens with an uncomfortably long black screen which has a subtle soundscape running behind it. What are we doing here, sitting in a dark room waiting for something to happen when the real action is, and always has been, out in the streets? It becomes clear that we are also trapped within the realm of his unrealisable dreams. He wanted to be a boxer but it frightened him so he gave up. He hears a story of a Korean boy who built a glider and tried to fly home on his own only to crash somewhere over the ocean. He envies the moments of blue skies the Korean boy flew through as the brief fulfilment of a dream.
A new one every day. The film shows the disintegration of a poor family at a time when all society is trapped in its pursuit of affluence. Although this is nowhere near Matsumoto or Hani in terms of the integrity of film form disjunctions, it is nonetheless, a mostly captivating vitriolic indictment on 'Coca-Cola' Japanese modernity. Terayama engages in his usual cacophony of odd obsessions with sexuality and male infantilism and although at points superficial his reflexive critique reaches the sublime during the last 15mins of Brechtean re discovery. Crazy stuff. Terayama is the ultimate scream against conformism. It reminded me a lot of "Funeral parade of roses" of course but even more radical.
Throw Away Your Books, Rally in the Streets - Stuttering Scene
Conditions have been better for the nameless protagonist: his grandmother is a shoplifter and his war criminal father and sister have an unhealthy, intimate relationship with the family rabbit. Shuuji Terayama Eiko Kujo. Ichirou Araki J. Seazer Itsuro Shimoda. As the opening sequence has the protagonist speaking directly to us, embodying an eager sense of freedom devoid of impositions so long set by society and looking for a release after so much time, I identified.