Good Morning

On the eve of the 1960s, the pre-TV generation continue the idle chatter and minor melodramas of suburban community life, while the younger generation begins the first modern protest movement: demanding to be provided with the consumer item par excellence, oblivious to the consequences this will wreak over the next half century. On the other hand, my need for an LG OLED65W7T is powerful and legitimate, and if one isn't installed in my "entertainment room" soon, there's gonna be big trouble, OK?

Watching this my mother thought I had one of those 3D TVs: to Ozu's credit every shot is beautifully crafted with depth cues and nuance that's missing in a lot of movies today. The story is light-hearted but not to be brushed off in favor of heavy stuff like Tokyo Story or the other depictions of family dissolution. The script is playful and elegant in its compactness. Like Mozart you lose yourself in sheer joy in the playful architecture. And there are fart jokes.

Was Ozu a Tati fan? I thought this was about as perfect as heart-warming, absurdist comedies get. Ozu's usual thematic territory mixed with satire on communication quite refreshing.

Much fuss has been made about the television in G.M being a symbol of Western encroachment, but it's best appreciated as a charming comedy of manners where small misunderstandings in communication create amusing ripple effects in cramped living spaces; the conventions of language become empty signifiers that lubricate the social wheel but frustrate and/or thwart desire. Rather than highlight the generation gap, Ozu draws insightful parallels between the behaviour of adults and children.

Socially relevant and far more tolerable work from Ozu, with evident influences on the undoubtedly superior French New Wave movement. Despite its lighthearted spirit, it manages to convey some interesting ideas, most notably its reproval of adult hypocrisy and the follies of an ignorant youth succumbing to the allure of a western influenced way of life.

This is an Ozu-film alright: sterile cinematography, stiff acting, ... but the guy knows what he's talking about. A nice work concerning the western angst in 50s Japan, with great insights into the way technology influenced the daily lives of the common folk. Good Morning is still surprisingly relevant today if you consider this quote:'TV is producing a society of idiots.'

The themes of 'Good Morning' (loss of Japanese culture and identity to westernisation, inability of people to say what they mean, the perils of gossip) are great and they presented with such wit it's impossible not to smile throughout and guffaw intermittently. The many fart jokes become a little tiresome but are essential to convey the hot air Ozu accuses us all of constantly blowing.

Proof that fart jokes CAN be funny. I love you!

A charming comedy which does contain a lot of ideas. Amongst the many, the most interesting for me is about communication and whether it, such as friendly greetings and gossip, is pointless or has meaning to it. Even the farting, possibly the most you will ever find in an arthouse film, ties in with this for me; is unnecessary and vulgar, or is it something that adds to life while causing the viewer to smirk?

Bom dia estreava há 65 anos no Japão. Que flashback do caraleo me deu esse filme. Explico: quando criança eu sofria de mutismo seletivo, me recusava a falar com adultos (prova de que não gosto da hipocrisia do mundo adulto desde sempre), só me comunicava com outras crianças. Claro que na composição do Ozu a greve silenciosa das crianças é um outro contexto, mas brinca com essas dinâmicas da linguagem e suas relações de poder (alô Foucault!). Box Versátil O Cinema de Ozu volume 3.

A charming slice-of-Japanese-suburban-life movie. In many ways, it seems to me like an idealized 1950s-America situation comedy--plus bodily-function humor, done in the most tasteful, family-friendly, Japanese way, of course (so very tasteful that I had, in fact, no idea what the fart sounds were supposed to be until a good 20 minutes in). Masahiko Shimazu, who plays the youngest boy, is a star--a total natural in front of the camera. You can't take your eyes off him when he's on screen.

While charming, I see it as remaining too elusive. I can appreciate understatements, but here it shies away from asserting anything and therefore remains a mere cute, albeit well short, story about a neighborhood and its vicissitudes. And it's a pity, because there clearly is something to be said about language...

Ozu invites viewers into intimate family spaces over an inconsequential 90 minutes of gossip, parenthood, and flatulence. A curious peephole into a different time and place, but without much lasting power.

Keen observations on gossip, consumerism, and the child-adult divide that also has a character who tries so hard to fart that he shits himself several times

The themes here are fairly typical for Ozu, but it has a light, comedic tone that I haven't seen in most of his films, which was a nice change. Like with most Ozu for me, it's good, sometimes very good, but not amazing.

A funny, colorful, and light-hearted film.

it's ozu!

Would highly recommend making sure your copy was remastered. Done as colour and very nice too. High scoring (too high for mine) families comedy of misunderstandings and spreading pond ripples between closely situated neighbours prone to gossip. The 2 boys, whose code of silence is the cause of all, do wonderfully, esp youngest. Very much of its time and place and not one for action fans. The comedy is of the under the surface style. Too gentle and mannered for mine tho OK, rating up to viewer.

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Oz's trademark impeccable compositions turn full color in this story of a tight-knit Japanese neighborhood that's becoming more and more Westernized. Surprisingly sweet and gentle, and a pleasure to look at. The little boy saying "I love you" in lieu of goodbye was possibly the most adorable thing I've ever seen.

The Master in a light comedic vein pocking fun at gossipy neighbors, flatulent schoolboys, and pushy door to door salesmen.

Best fart comedy

Watched: 26 December 2018. MUBI. Another classic from the director of TokyoStory (1953) focuses on the lives of a small community in a suburban area of Tokyo in the late 1950s. After a code of silence by their 2 sons the parents are forced into buying them a television.

Cute kids. Good shots. Interesting setting.

A cute social commentary on small talk. Like most Ozu films, there's not much of a true "plot" but the characters all have their own little worlds and interact in so many different ways. The sets and cinematography are incredible (hard not to see major influences on Wes Anderson in this one).

Great Fart Jokes. Scene with father jarring in good way

Viewed March 3, 2018.

nudge me.

Lovely film about the usefulness and artifice of adult small talk.

Star Rating: ★★★

What an odd but cute film.

Good Morning isn't really trivial, just a bit mundane. Of course, I watched this immediately after watching Tokyo Story, so my perspective on it is undeniably skewed. To be fair, there are a lot of nice compositions, the humor is fun, and the social commentary is effective and clever. It's also nice seeing Ozu's comedic side.

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watched: 2012, 2021

Exquisite comedy from Ozu, effectively portraying the lives of women and children in post-war Japan. The regular themes are here: family strain, the influence of technological advances, budding romance, and the parent/child dynamic. Yet here, the comic touch is in full force, Ozu missing no opportunity for jokes. The camerawork is consistently excellent, beautifully utilizing depth of field and color to create a visually engaging experience that resonates with real life.

Fart jokes, gossipy women, bratty children, it all plays out like a bizarro Ozu film. Still, it does have his unique visual style, interesting character relationships and creatively executed commentary on modernity and human interaction. Charming moments and a lighthearted tone make this nice to watch, but it's not without issues. For example, the fart jokes.

A strange little movie about two little boys who go on a silence strike when their parents deprive them of television, and how this strike affects the family's already strained relations with the neighbors. It also contains more than a few fart jokes. A charming, lesser Ozu film.

Funny, sweet, and charming way to make an apt remark on social attitudes and behavior. oh and :fart: