Review: Yakuza Graveyard

There are more than enough corpses to fill a cemetery once the smoke clears in the film.

Yakuza Graveyard
Photo: Toei Co. Ltd.

There are more than enough corpses to fill a cemetery once the smoke clears in Yakuza Graveyard, but in Fukasaku Kinji’s caustic thriller national honor is the central casualty. With Japan’s severe economical crisis spreading across both sides of the law, a shooting can become a transaction. “If you kill someone, you owe damages” is how a drug-addicted prostitute justifies detective Kuroiwa’s (Watari Tetsuya) responsibility for her after he’s killed her pimp—just one of the film’s many relationships defined in business as opposed to moral terms.

Assigned to the local crime beat to cool his rogue-cop jets, Kuroiwa quickly finds himself wedged between the Nishida and Ushin families, warring yakuza groups with unsavory links to the police department. His allies include Iwata (Umemiya Tetsuo), a bellicose underworld torpedo with whom the detective bonds over bruises, booze, and Yankee hookers, and Lady Snowblood herself, Kaji Meiko, as Keiko, the wife of an imprisoned Nishida boss.

The godfather of the yakuza genre on which Kitano Takeshi and Miike Takashi would later feed upon, Fukasaku may be a less artistic mayhem-purveyor than his heirs. His handheld frenzies have little of the formalist elegance of Kitano, while Miike digs much deeper into the freaky zones of gangland macho codes. It’s easy to imagine what Miike would have done with the suggestions of “jerk-off brothers” between Kuroiwa and Iwata.

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What Fukasaku has is first-hand knowledge of postwar institutional degradation, and the anger to paint it in ferocious strokes and jagged compositions that burn through the trappings of the genre. His contempt is the visceral counterpart of fellow agitator Oshima Nagisa’s cerebral anarchy, and, indeed, Oshima ironically cameos here as Muramoto, a shady figure of authority.

Cramped with shootouts, betrayal, and grudges, the screen (and, by extension, society) has no room for the outdated honor the characters yearn for. When the hero and Kaji’s half-Korean moll (an outsider by birth) have desperate sex by the beach, the pounding sea becomes a marvelous reflection not only of Fukasaku’s stylistic fury, but also of the characters’ desire for purification. And Yakuza Graveyard being one of Fukasaku’s darkest macho critiques, it’s no surprise that such cleansing can only occur through the barrel of a pistol.

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 Cast: Watari Tetsuya, Kaji Meiko, Kawatani Takuzo, Umemiya Tatsuo, Fukumoto Seizo, Murota Hideo, Oshima Nagisa  Director: Fukasaku Kinji  Screenwriter: Kasahara Kazuo  Distributor: Toei Co. Ltd.  Running Time: 96 min  Rating: NR  Year: 1976  Buy: Video

Fernando F. Croce

Fernando F. Croce is a San Francisco-based film writer whose work has been published in Film Comment, Reverse Shot, MUBI, and Fandor. He runs the website CinePassion.

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