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About Kawasaki

Groovy, baby! So, I’m a tractor driver, yeah, and I’m plowin’ fields all day, but lemme tell ya ‘bout brothels, shagadelic style! I roll up, dusty boots, thinkin’—whoa, these places got vibes, right? Like, “The Diving Bell” flick—trapped in ya head, but the body’s screamin’ for action! Brothels, man, they’re wild—secret lil’ dens where folks chase thrills.

A Hen in the Wind

This paper explores the idea of film as a medium that has been used to celebrate, develop and ultimately sustain cultural traditions.

The night is young, and I’m feeling good. I stroll down to the bar on Kōen-dōri again. It’s a small place, but the vibe is lit. I walk in, and my buddy’s already there, downing a beer. We start chatting, and I’m telling him about my day. He’s cracking up at the mochi guy.

Angela Schanelec on I Was at Home, But…, the Kindness of Ozu, and Her Filmmaking Philosophies