Kumiko, the Treasure Hunter (2014)

I wonder what the Coen brothers think to this film - besides the fact they apparently didn't credit the use of the scenes from Fargo. Not that anyone would mistake it for anything else. Kumiko, the Treasure Hunter has one of the most absurd setups for such an otherwise archetypal story. If there wasn't such a well known case of it actually happening, it would be difficult to swallow. It's simultaneously an American Dream and a culture rejection story that would make Ozu proud. In her pursuit for unimaginable riches, Kumiko neglects all aspects and expectations of her life, burning bridges every step of the way. It's a harsh examination of modern standards for young Asian women subverted with a 'gold rush' trope.

Kumiko is of course the least likely suspect for this journey, but that makes it more engaging than anyone else. While it feels like she gets out of situations by literally escaping without much of a scratch too often, its frequency paints a portrait of how far she's getting to each point of no return. In true Coen fashion, its fleeting supporting cast are memorably eccentric and provide much of the humour while lead Rinko Kikuchi provides the gravitas of the drama, taking the bizarre quest sincerely in every step. The photography is exquisite, contrasting the two worlds but putting America in the same tone and pace as Japan. Kumiko is a great tribute to the Coen's study of the corruption of money, building on it in the most out of the box way.

8/10

Fmovies: Kumiko is a lowly Tokyo office worker, deeply depressed and divorced from reality, who lives in a squalid apartment with her pet rabbit Bunzo. After watching a scene in the Coen Brothers' film 'Fargo', she becomes convinced a money-filled briefcase has been buried by the side of a road in rural North Dakota. When her boss gives her a credit card to buy his wife a birthday present, she purchases a plane ticket to Minneapolis, and sets off to find this treasure in the middle of winter.

The film has similarities to Jim Jarmusch's 'Dead Man', and its trailer suggests Kumiko's journey is a metaphysical allegory of self-discovery, but that's just a red herring. After arriving in America, she's helped on her way by an older woman, a state trooper and a deaf taxi driver who receive little gratitude in return. These characters may or may not represent her mother, father, boss or Bunzo - but their banal exchanges don't provide any clues to the origin of her psychological issues. In the hands of a director like David Lynch, these encounters would have been full of dark humor, tension and symbolic meaning, but Kumiko's odyssey contains none of this. Writer/director Zellner gives his heroine minimal emotional range, and Rinko Kikuchi's acting skills are wasted on this glib fable. Many long minutes are spent watching her trudge through the snow dressed like a deranged shaman until she eventually reaches her destiny. There's a good idea hiding in this story, but it remains unrealized, and the predictable ending arrives just as terminal boredom becomes a serious problem.

Not knowing anything about this movie beforehand I was very pleasantly surprised. It starts with what could have just been another Japanese "horror out of the TV" movie but it quickly turns into a beautifully shot road movie with brilliant actress Rinko Kikuchi in virtually every scene. The photography reproduced on the giant digital screen is breathtaking. With minimal cutting and extended static shots this is visually very impressive. Unfortunately the film was marred by an extremely loud music soundtrack. Sometimes less is better. I would have preferred silence. As there was very little dialogue the movie would then get to speak for itself.

Kumiko, the Treasure Hunter fmovies. Kumiko is a droll and often disengaged work. Taking it's central idea from a media misstep on a true story Kumiko, The Treasure Hunter takes a path of solitude and contemplation. It's not often that a film is so rudimentary in it's storytelling while being so proficient in setting it's world and reeling you into it. Kumiko is anchored by a great performance from Rinko Kikuchi. One that often treads the line of stoicism while being peppered with flashes of perfect comedic timing and emotional unrest. A difficult performance to hold down, and Kikuchi does so, at times, masterfully.

In Kumiko we are shown time and time again how mundane and unfulfilled her life has become. Kumiko needs something. Some sense of purpose. An adventure. She finds this in her belief that she can recover the buried money, or treasure, from the film Fargo. A truly preposterous starting off point for a story and one that could only be from a misunderstood quote from a real life event. Yes, the basis for this film is indeed rooted in reality. Albeit a misconstrued footnote from the tragic life of Takako Konishi.

Director David Zellner leads this film with great aplomb. His pacing is painstakingly slow though it is very much so deliberate. He lulls the viewer into a state of near boredom to drive home the mundane life Kumiko is enduring. His pairing with cinematographer Sean Porter could very well result in a masterwork in the near future. The two of them lens this film to perfection. Every shot is a gorgeous wonder to look at. Kumiko is often center frame on full display for all to see. This is important as she is a nobody in her life, yet here on this journey of her's she is the subject of interest. Their positioning of her here is quite brilliant. The snow riddled landscapes of Minnesota and North Dakota are beautifully majestic as the backdrop of Kumiko's treasure hunt.

Kumiko, The Treasure Hunter is a bizarre, haunting, darkly comedic, and powerful journey of a troubled individual looking to up the ante on the flop out of a poor hand having been dealt by life. Gorgeously shot and brilliantly performed by it's lead this sure to be polarizing film is an experience to behold. It's creeping pace will offset some, but ultimately there is more than enough here to make it's duration worth your while. 8/10.

What a fascinating film to behold, truly. I had no idea it was based on any urban legend. One could swear, based on much of the film's tone and atmosphere, that it was a horror film in disguise. In its own way, it is a horror film, but it's not bound by any genre and instead it manages to be both supremely disturbing, it gets under your skin, but also really beautiful and engrossing on an emotional level. People seeking it out because "treasure hunter" sounds like it would make for something really fun should probably look away. The film will no doubt polarize many, with its most ardent fans defending it until their last breath while others will criticize it for being pointless or boring, or both. Regardless, it's a majestic film and unlike anything I've probably ever seen, and there couldn't have been anyone better cast than Kikuchi.

Viewers are asked to identify with the Coen Brothers' fictional "Fargo" and the reality of the Zeller Brothers' "Kumiko" (Rinko Kikuchi of Babel). Our leading lady on a treasure hunt for something we all crave – what we want.

Kumiko is insulated from the rest of the world through solitude, Her character cannot subscribe to Japanese societal norms and the journey is like many: weathering professional and personal criticism for not measuring up to the public barometer. She is hungry for the smallest dollop of approval. Frosty comrade pressures and a personal friend with child make the tiny Single made to believe she does not measure up. Even Mother is disappointed that she is still not married, a Japanese custom that girls are to wed by 25 or live at home.

Yet, our actress ventures out alone to find little gems wherever she goes, small hidden treasures that strengthen thoughts of another journey. She identifies best with her bunny Bunzo (Rabbit - symbol of rebirth and innocence). Emotionally drained, Kumiko cannot stay in a world that punishes her for not attaining expected behaviours. Mistaking make believe for real life, our disillusioned lead leaves native Japan penniless and fixated, but armed. She encounters Americans who unknowingly assist in her adventure. Blanketed in determination, our heroine explores self-abandonment, only to be rescued from the cold with local hospitality.

All this happens against a constant, white background of the silver screen, the Japanese symbol of death. This film leads viewers to decipher what is "not" real and what is. This film is a myth of fortune and the pursuit ... of what we each want. After watching, we may all realise we have been living a dream, maybe other's dreams Â… and not our own. Her future may be someone else's chaos.