Taiyô wo nusunda otoko

The best thing that can be said about The Man Who Stole The Sun is that it runs for 2.5 hours and never feels boring or overlong. The worst thing that can be said about it is there's a couple of time where it looks like they were mean to a cat while filming, which is never nice (it's thankfully briefer and less difficult to handle than an infamous scene in Satantango).

It follows a teacher who decides to build an atomic bomb, and then makes a series of demands by threatening to detonate it. It begins as a satirical crime movie, gradually morphs into a thriller, and then explodes into action in the last half-hour or so. Along the way, it can be pretty funny at times, having a tone where calling it light or non-serious would maybe feel inaccurate, but it's definitely fun (while being kind of dark, once you step back and look at the whole thing).

All in all, it's a riot. It's rare to get a movie that's around (or over) two and a half hours where I don't ever feel ready for it to end, which I think is a testament to how well-paced and creative this is, above all else just being very entertaining. As much as I'm looking forward to Oppenheimer, I wouldn't be surprised if this is the best movie about atomic weapons that I watch in 2023.

A high school science teacher steals plutonium and builds his own atomic bomb. A game of cat and mouse arises between him and a hard-nosed police detective.

Utterly preposterous stuff, but has moments of great fun, and an unusual East-meets-West sensibility, presumably because of being made entirely in Japan by Japanese folks but written by Paul Schrader's brother Leonard, who inserted some peak-1979-Hollywood car chases and action scenes.

It's not a great film, but it's got a lot going for it, and if you like strange Japanese films you should definitely check it out, as it's hard to think of anything else quite like it.

6½/10.

It doesn't make the strongest impression from the outset, or at least, it comes across rather curious. Flavorful as Inoue Takayuki's music is, like Hasegawa Kazuhiko's direction it says "TV movie" or even "cheeky exploitation flick" at least as much as "70s drama or thriller." The lead character of Makoto suggests a B-movie with his mannerisms, further borne out in Sawada Kenji's spirited performance and other odds and ends. Promising as the premise is, for too long the actual brainchild of Hasegawa and Leonard Schrader is generally interesting more than it is specifically compelling. And while the pacing isn't altogether bad, the plot development takes its good time, such that the first hour passes kind of unremarkably. Add an initial and lingering playful edge that suggests satire, and of everything that 'The man who stole the sun' could have been, one way or another it's not completely what I expected.

None of this is specifically a mark against the film per se, though some animal cruelty does nothing to help earn my favor, nor fleeting, unnecessary touches of homophobia. And nitpick as we may, it's well made, including the production design and art direction, cinematography and editing, props and costume design, hair and makeup, absolutely the stunts and effects, and even Hasegawa's direction. The cast do give capable performances, including not just Sawada but also Sugawara Bunta and Ikegami Kimiko; I like Inoue's score, and the other songs we hear on the soundtrack. Even as tidbits raise a skeptical eyebrow, I think the writing notably gains some strength once Ikegami's character Zero enters the narrative, adding another interesting angle with her gleeful fascination - or maybe it's that a broad sense of escalation in the course of events provides some needed vitality for the picture.

But then, even still, in a runtime of nearly two and one-half hours, it's not until we're within about the last hour that this starts to be earnestly thrilling, and emotionally investing. There's a pretty clean line of demarcation as to where the greatest strength lies in 'The man who stole the sun,' where it is tightest in both writing and execution, and where it seems to best meet its potential. It's not that the preceding length is unworthy, but as it seems evident where Hasegawa, Schrader, and all others most focused their energy, it seems fair to wonder why they didn't do so up to that point. I think this is very enjoyable and deserving on its own merits, and I also think it would be far more so if the entirety were as carefully considered as the back end tends to be. One could even argue that all the title really needed was to trim some excess so that the plot - action and dialogue, thrills and drama alike - and the feelings it invites, could be lighter on its feet, and more impactful all told.

When all is said and done I think this is very good, and anyone with an appreciation for the violent thrillers that proliferated in the 70s will surely find it to be a solid viewing experience well worth their while. I wish only that the whole might have been crafted as shrewdly as much of the latter half, for if it had then I would be more enthusiastic. Don't go out of your way for 'The man who stole the sun,' but so long as you're amenable to features that may slightly miss the mark, this is quite excellent overall and earns a fair recommendation.

By many accounts, Kazuhiko Hasegawa's second feature film is a bold film, unusually flamboyant for its time (not by Kurosawa standards), and is a milestone in mainstream Japanese cinema. "The Man who stole the sun" was based on a story treatment written by an American screenwriter, Leonard Schrader (of "The Yakuza" fame and the brother of filmmaker Paul Schrader) who lived in Japan at the time. Hasegawa was hired to adapt this idea into a film based on his success from his first feature film, "The Youth Killer" which was hailed as a bold insight into the psyche of a young serial killer. It is interesting to note that Hasegawa was a Hiroshima native who suffered radiation poisoning when he was in his mother's womb as result of the dropping of the atomic bomb (which provides one of the pivotal themes in the film). The starring role of Makoto, the science teacher was given to the Japanese pop diva, Kenji Sawada (also known by his fans as "Julie")whose acting shines on par with his singing. This conscious casting decision (considering how Sawada was at the peak of his solo singing career) characterizes the flamboyant nature of this film. The role of the police officer, Yamashita who chases Makoto toe to toe throughout the film was given to the late Bunta Sugawara (who was known for playing gangster roles) is very over the top, but is a great contrast to the character of Makoto. The plot is quite straight forward a socially awkward science steals plutonium to build his own atomic bomb and threatens the government. Makoto's motivation to use his creation is fittingly unclear and bears some resemblance to a Travis Bickle (a character created by Paul Schrader). The pacing of the film (it is somewhat long, slightly above two and a half hours), somewhat reflects the motivation of Makoto character as the film progresses, the pacing becomes slower (Unusual, given the elaborate car chase shot on location in the middle of Tokyo was the film's climax). These unusual aesthetic choices makes this cult-classic very entertaining in spite of its shortcomings. The film was financially unsuccessful because of it's rather insensitive advertising tag line, (Direct translation "Julie is tough as an atomic bomb") but has gathered a cult following and is considered by some critics as one of the best mainstream Japanese films ever made. This film overall is definitely worth it's praise.

Very well make... there are car chasing, gun shooting and even more... after watching this movie you may know how to make an atomic bomb!! Try to pick up this film in Video or Vcd.