Preparation for the Festival (祭りの準備)

Soei-sha + Eigadojin-sha Japan Art Theatre Guild

Tateo.

Are you still sleeping? You'll be late.

You stay up too late. Until dawn last night, too?

What are you doing every night lately?

What have you been writing?

Don't look at it!

- Have breakfast quickly. - I don't have time.

So you should get up a bit earlier.

Mother, can you feed the white-eye?

Going without even washing your face?

Yes. I'm off.

Here's your lunch box.

Tateo, a nail has fallen over there. Pick it up.

Grandfather, I'm in a hurry.

PREPARATION FOR THE FESTIVAL

Planning: Shosuke Taga Producers: Kano Otsuka, Namio Miura

Screenplay: Takehiro Nakajima

Cinematography: Tatsuo Suzuki Music: Teizo Matsumura

Art Direction: Takeo Kimura Yuji Maruyama

Lighting Technician: Isao Banno Sound Mixer: Yukio Kubota

Film Editing: Hiroshi Asai

Jun Eto

Keiko Takeshita Rie Katsuragi

Miki Sugimoto Haruko Mabuchi

Jun Hamamura Hiroshi Inuzuka

Sue Mitobe Moeko Ezawa

Reo Morimoto Meika Seri

Hajime Hana

Yoshio Harada

Directed by Kazuo Kuroki

Tateo.

What's the matter?

Does your father come home at all these days?

No.

- Not last night, either? - No.

Strange. He doesn't come to my place, either.

- Where is he staying? - How would I know that?

But it seems strange.

Tateo!

Hey.

Oh, the credit bank clerk is there.

Did you send for me, Kikuo?

Okay, it's erect.

Stop it, Toshi.

Your name means your thing is erect.

Did you find something good in Osaka, Ryosuke?

It cost me 2,000 yen for just 20 minutes at Matsushima.

That's absurd!

It's simple to hire a woman. I'm not short of women.

But for men, it's the only thing worth living for.

I'd die if I couldn't have sex.

Don't say that in front of Kikuo.

Why not?

You aren't paralysed down there, are you, Kikuo?

See?

How about ordering a suit, Tateo?

Hm?

Monthly installments of 1,000 yen are okay?

Order one, Tateo!

I've ordered this one.

Oh, it looks smart.

If you go to a bar in Nakamura with a brand new suit on, you'll be popular.

The clerk won't do that.

I hear a lot of good things about you.

What kind of things?

You're Seima's son, after all.

He's very fond of women,

and your grandfather was also a woman chaser in his youth.

Don't make the girls cry too much, Tateo.

But God is unfair.

Will Kikuo never know a woman?

How many times do I have to tell you?

He can do it anytime he feels like it.

How about ordering a suit, Tateo?

A suit...

Oki.

Oki.

I wonder if your bar would stretch up to around here?

The head office in Nakamura is offering 18 litres of sake as a reward.

18 litres of sake.

I see.

You may be too young to pay compliments to customers,

but any compliment, however transparent, will still be welcomed.

Can you change money, Oki?

Change money?

- How much? - Here, just 1,000 yen.

Here you are.

Thank you very much.

Hello, this is the credit bank.

Phone call for you, Oki.

Hello.

Ryoko.

Tateo? Will you attend the Thursday Club today?

Come along.

"Beauteous spring flowers.

"You are even more beauteous.

"How delightful to meet with you in the spring garden, on a spring evening.

"How delightful to meet with you in the spring garden, on a spring evening.

"In the garden fragrant with the smell of young leaves,

"I vaguely think of you.

"My happiness will not be far away.

"I will give praise to my spring.

"My happiness will not be far away.

"I will give praise to my spring.

"Having hope in the distant future..."

Tachibana.

Thank you...

for stopping me.

- But I'm hopeless. - No, you aren't.

Yes, I am.

Hopeless and good-for-nothing.

Keiko,

you should be with him now.

"It gleams in the dark,

"yet it remains quiet.

"My dear rusty jack-knife,

"I have also come here to cry."

No pushing, please.

Thank you!

- What do you want? - What?

Shut up! Come on, you bastard!

A film? Were you watching a film?

I'm not good at singing.

I've got it. You watch films to study the scripts, don't you?

Uh...

Well... Who told you that?

What are you writing now?

Tell me. What story?

Uh...

A melodrama, or a social drama?

- You're randy! - A nice couple!

- Do your best! - You should do it hard!

You'll do it tonight, right?

In a magazine, the great screenwriter Shindo wrote:

"Anyone can write at least one masterpiece.

"You only have to describe the things around yourself."

Why not try to do so, then?

But what's around me?

There's nothing to describe in a script.

I wonder about that.

Certainly there're things that interest me every now and then,

but such things...

What kind of things?

Tell me, Tateo.

"Festival drums are rhythmically beating.

"Everyone is dancing with a light heart.

"But why...

"why am I lonely and worthless?

"Tears fall in spite of myself..."

What? This man will have sex, too?

Of course! Otherwise, why would he be here?

We've got an okay from the mistress.

Okay. I can wait.

Sleep with him first.

What are you saying? Don't talk nonsense.

Don't say that. I'm asking you, Reiko.

Who do you take me for?

I'm popular in this house; I used to be the number one.

Why do I have to do it?

Then you, sleep with him.

Don't talk nonsense. No kidding.

You're both heartless, of all girls.

You won't lose anything.

He won't do it for free.

Money can't buy everything.

What are you doing?

Will you do it or not?

Don't act arrogant, you bitches!

Do you have the money for it, you penniless, deformed monkey?

- Shut up! - Go home right now!

Be sure to pay for your drinks before leaving!

We can't have fun in this house. Call the mistress!

What are you doing?

This filthy bitch!

Let go! What are you doing?

Do you want a punch?

Why? I won't do anything.

- Mistress! - Somebody, help!

Stop it, both of you!

Stop it.

Stop it!

Disgusting.

That's just your fantasy.

You should choose a subject that's close to your life.

A subject that's close to my life...

Put this on, or you'll catch a cold.

Yes.

No, not now.

No, stop it.

Wait a bit.

Brother, is it very good, making love to your wife?

You'll see when you get married.

Take your bath now, Toshihiro.

Yes.

Is Sadaichi there?

Did he do anything wrong?

Hello, hello.

You!

Hold it!