The Lower Depths Page #7

Synopsis: In medieval Japan, aging Rokubei, his younger wife of four years Osugi and her uncle run a tenement complex at the bottom of a cliff, the complex which from the naked eye at the top of the cliff looks like nothing more than a rubbish heap. The tenants are a group of down-and-outers with some who operate on the far side of the law. Nonetheless, the tenants are close knit community in wallowing in their collective misery, those who care who know their lives will never get better as long as they stay there. The landlords have no compassion for the tenants, they mockingly only stating that the tenants will be given a favorable standing in a future life for any good deeds done around the tenement. The recent arrival of Kahei, a mysterious elderly man, affectionately referred to as Grandpa, who spins tales of the unknown, provides at least hope that there is a better life out there somewhere. Sutekichi, a thief who arguably is the leader among the tenants, and Osugi are carrying on an affair
Genre: Drama
Director(s): Akira Kurosawa
Production: Criterion Collection
  5 wins.
 
IMDB:
7.5
Rotten Tomatoes:
80%
NOT RATED
Year:
1957
137 min
140 Views


Go get Sutekichi.

I'll go get him.

Please forgive me, sister.

They've gagged her.

Come, Gramps.

We'll both be witnesses.

A witness? No way.

What the hell...

That's enough.

I can't stand it.

She's my sister. Keep out!

You lunatic!

Get out!

What's this?

You hold him.

You jerk.

- Not you, too.

- Shut up, you jerk!

Cut it out, you b*tch!

Hey, this is my house.

Hey, Unokichi.

How dare you!

You witch!

- What a b*tch!

- Damn you!

Cut it out! You're pathetic!

I'll kill her!

That was great.

In all the pandemonium,

I snuck in a punch.

Shimazo, arrest him.

He socked me.

I would've socked him myself,

if I was up to it.

Hey, stop!

Hey, you!

Where's Okayo?

- Over here.

- What happened?

Shimazo, arrest him.

That's the very man.

What the hell!

Everybody, help me.

He's a thief and a philanderer.

He snatched my wife's sister.

Hey, are you okay?

What happened to you?

She threw a boiling kettle at her.

You poor thing.

Take me away... somewhere.

Hurry.

Everybody look! Come look!

He's dead. Murdered.

Sutekichi, the old man croaked.

Get some medicine.

Hurry!

I said listen.

The old man croaked.

Sutekichi, look.

You murdered him.

I saw you do it.

Everybody did.

You murderer!

Happy now? He's dead.

Just the way you wanted.

Sh*t! You're next!

It's too late for regret.

Have a great time in prison!

Shimazo, hurry up

and arrest him!

Here's your truncheon.

Sutekichi.

You're not the only one

who punched him.

I got in a good one, too.

I socked him three times.

He had one foot in the grave anyway.

It doesn't matter.

I don't care what becomes of me.

But I can't stand letting

this b*tch off scot-free!

I'll drag you down, too!

Played right into her hands.

She goaded me

to do in her husband.

- That's a lie.

- It's true.

You pumped me up to kill him

to get what we both wanted.

Now I get it! You, you!

You didn't care for me!

You two were in cahoots.

Get rid of both of us

and live happily ever after!

Okayo, how can you say that?

Now I see everything!

Listen, everyone.

He and my sister are in cahoots.

They plotted it all out together.

Eliminate the husband and then

get me out of the way, too!

You! You!

Okayo, how can you?

That's a shock.

That's a lie.

Why's she lying that way?

You saw it all.

He did it alone.

They did it together! Together!

Now's the time to gamble, Sutekichi.

Get it right.

Blow this

and you'll lose everything.

In any case, this is real trouble.

Okayo, how can you be serious?

Me with this b*tch!

You can't be...

I won't listen!

Okayo, calm down.

Just think about it.

He's the guilty one.

That thief Sutekichi.

He killed my husband.

Murdered him.

I saw it with my own eyes.

Everybody else did, too.

My sister and he

killed him together.

Please, listen to me, sir.

My sister beguiled him,

and together...

They did it together.

Please!

Hurry! Arrest them both!

And then me, too!

Come to think of it, that old geezer

snuck off in all the pandemonium.

"Better not to get involved.

Vanishing like whitecaps.

Every person has a weakness."

But that Gramps

was awfully sweet.

You, you're just human scum.

Yes, indeed.

He really had style.

Osen went for him

hook, line and sinker.

Sure, I went for him.

That Gramps,

he knew everything.

He was a great judge of character.

The old badger knew what was what.

He had real compassion.

But you guys, you're only thinking

about how to step on everyone else.

That's a form

of compassion, too.

Only wheat deserves

to be trampled.

That Grandpa got enough of you

and ran away!

What the hell am I doing here,

stuck with the likes of you?

I'm leaving.

I don't care where I go.

As long as it's not here.

Take the actor with you.

He's headed the same way.

I know exactly where I'm going.

To the temple on the top

of some mountain.

Not those "bitol organs" again.

That's right.

I'll cure these poisoned

bitol organs of mine.

For free, too.

Just you watch.

A little knowledge

is a dangerous thing.

That old man told a pack of lies.

What the hell!

That Gramps never lied!

Shut up!

Quit whining!

Screw you!

None of your business

whether I whine or not!

That's right.

You whine to your heart's content!

She's beyond help.

That old man took

every last one of you for a ride.

That Gramps.

Kept saying there was

somewhere great to go.

But wouldn't say where.

- Trickster.

- Liar!

You're the trickster!

Who the hell was he?

It's true he lied.

But he did it out of pity

for those beyond hope.

Some folks in this world

have to prop themselves up with lies.

And that geezer knew all about it.

That's all.

How's about a drink?

But that old geezer kept

saying the strangest stuff.

Sit at the Buddha's feet

"You listen well.

You must respect people,

no matter who they are.

Because we can't possibly

really know

why they have been put on Earth

or what they might accomplish.

We haven't even a clue.

It may just be that some person

was born to do

tremendous things for us,

and for the world.

Right?"

You've got a point.

There's no telling with people.

Take me:

Born into a fine old family

in the shogun's service...

in another world...

Liar!

What the hell!

Some fine old family!

Damn you!

Our family crest

was a crane in a circle,

and that crest was emblazoned -

This is pure hogwash.

Damn it!

Outside the formal curtains emblazoned

with that crest stood five horses -

No such thing.

Sh*t! I'll beat you to death!

If you really were a samurai,

you'd say, "I'll cut you down."

Your words betray you.

You gotta hand it to her.

You turning against me too?

Won't take me seriously?

Listen here!

I don't tell lies.

I swear...

Hold your tongue.

Now you see?

How it feels

when people don't believe you!

How dare you!

How dare you try to mix me up

with your blather!

I've got proof.

I've got documents.

Toss those scraps of paper.

And forget about your horses, too.

Where the hell would you

ride them to anyway?

But that b*tch...

Osen.

Any news of Okayo?

None.

No news at all since her acquittal.

Gone without a trace.

I can't wait to hear which of them

will drag the other down.

Oh, Osugi'll win.

She's got the upper hand.

They'll banish Sutekichi.

It was a fight.

They won't judge him so harshly.

Goddamn it!

You a**holes!

What the hell!

I wish every last one of you

were banished!

Hey, what's the matter?

Why don't you all go...

I can't stand it anymore!

Damn it! I'll go die!

Farewell.

Cut it out.

She's not the type

who'd really kill herself.

I've got to teach her a lesson.

Her manners are outrageous,

even as whores go.

That's that.

By the way, where's Unokichi?

Hey, have a drink.

Grateful.

Seems you've finally settled in.

One way or the other.

- He's at it again!

- Leave him be.

I'm in an awful fine mood today.

The lingering spirit of that geezer.

No, one drink and you become

a generous soul.

But me...

When I drink,

sometimes I'm frightened.

A chill comes over me.

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Maxim Gorky

Alexei Maximovich Peshkov (Russian: Алексе́й Макси́мович Пешко́в or Пе́шков; 28 March [O.S. 16 March] 1868 – 18 June 1936), primarily known as Maxim (Maksim) Gorky (Russian: Макси́м Го́рький), was a Russian and Soviet writer, a founder of the socialist realism literary method and a political activist. He was also a five-time nominee for the Nobel Prize in Literature. Around fifteen years before success as a writer, he frequently changed jobs and roamed across the Russian Empire; these experiences would later influence his writing. Gorky's most famous works were The Lower Depths (1902), Twenty-six Men and a Girl, The Song of the Stormy Petrel, My Childhood, Mother, Summerfolk and Children of the Sun. He had an association with fellow Russian writers Leo Tolstoy and Anton Chekhov; Gorky would later mention them in his memoirs. Gorky was active with the emerging Marxist social-democratic movement. He publicly opposed the Tsarist regime, and for a time closely associated himself with Vladimir Lenin and Alexander Bogdanov's Bolshevik wing of the party, but later became a bitter critic of Lenin as an overly ambitious, cruel and power-hungry potentate who tolerated no challenge to his authority. For a significant part of his life, he was exiled from Russia and later the Soviet Union. In 1932, he returned to USSR on Joseph Stalin's personal invitation and died there in June 1936. more…

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