Waiting for Kiyoshi Kurosawa's Cloud to start, I wondered how much time I'd spent over the years watching his signature warehouses, offices and apartments. The man loves a purpose-built soundstage set, the drabber the better but counterintuitively showcased under unrepentantly artificial lighting--one rung down from "Lynchian" in terms of overt ominousness but similarly ready to radiate menace. Those sets' simplicity offsets his films' often elevated eccentricity levels, though by Kurosawa's sta...
Waiting for Kiyoshi Kurosawa's Cloud to start, I wondered how much time I'd spent over the years watching his signature warehouses, offices and apartments. The man loves a purpose-built soundstage set, the drabber the better but counterintuitively showcased under unrepentantly artificial lighting--one rung down from "Lynchian" in terms of overt ominousness but similarly ready to radiate menace. Those sets' simplicity offsets his films' often elevated eccentricity levels, though by Kurosawa's sta...
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