Tenten (Adrift in Tokyo) (DVD) (Premium Edition) (Japan Version) DVD Region 2

The above sounds partly like arthouse cinema in that post-modern, soul-searching kind of way (minus the roller coaster, of course), but if Adrift in Tokyo does any soul-searching, it's rather cursory. There's perhaps some navel-gazing along the way, but none of it is acutely existential; most of the gazing here is outward, observing just how strange, weird and even pleasant things are when you stop and take a good long look. However, there's affection and even understanding in the journey, making Adrift in Tokyo more than just quirk for quirk's sake. This is a road trip with simple, enjoyable, warmly funny pleasures. Joe Odagiri's trademark crazy hair and funky sweater are just the icing on this enjoyable cinema cake.

We first meet debt collector Fukuhara (Tomokazu Miura) when he's stuffing used socks into the mouth of law student Takemura (Joe Odagiri). The footwear force feeding is Fukuhara's way of getting Takemura to pay back his debt, and Takemura wants to oblige, but is strapped for cash. However, when he meets Fukuhara again, the elder gentleman has a new proposition: join him on awalk around Tokyo for a few days and he'll pay Takemura one million yen. Fukuhara has done something that will require a long incarceration, and before he goes to the police, he'd like to walk around, see some sights, and visit a few old haunts. Fukuhara agrees because the payoff will clear him of his debt, but he also warns Fukuhara that the sooner he turns himself in, the better. Can Takemura convince Fukuhara to go to the police before the cops start a manhunt?

Well, no he can't, and it doesn't really matter. If you hear a ticking clock in Adrift in Tokyo then it's only your wristwatch; there's little urgency or forward momentum in Satoshi Miki's aimless celluloid stroll, and the details are less revealing than they are simply curious. The film covers a myriad of topics, including but not limited to: cosplay, street performers, fake marriages, annoyingly perky teens, and small Tokyo retail establishments that conceivably have no way of paying their monthly rent. There's also a detour to meet Fukuhara's fake wife, a club hostess played by Kyoko Koizumi, and a subplot involving Fukuhara's real wife, whose absence from her job bothers her co-workers. Not that that really matters either; they're too busy comparing the smell of their hair, or debating whether or not it's good luck to run into actor Ittoku Kishibe on the street. A gripping time at the movies this is not.

What it is, however, is funny, relaxing, and quietly affecting. Despite abundant gags and the lack of any overt catharsis or revelatory speeches, Adrift in Tokyo does hint at something small and agreeably sentimental. It may not be a huge lot; Takemura doesn't change his career to become a crusading prosecutor, and Fukuhara doesn't repent for a lifetime of shady sin. If these guys change at all, it's not in a way that would get the melodrama fans reaching for their 3-ply hankies. However, thanks to Miki's ability to combine calm with craziness, plus the affable, unwavering charisma of Miura and Odagiri, Adrift in Tokyo feels like it does something. People may not grow up that much, but they do grow a bit closer - if not to each other, then perhaps to themselves. There's stuff to savor in the most minor of the film's details, and Adrift in Tokyo doesn't share those things as much as it simply shows them. The joys in this film are minor, but the complete picture is surprisingly rewarding. Miki does little here besides take a nice little walk, and invite the audience along. It's a trip well worth taking.

by Kozo - LoveHKFilm.com