Banka

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~ BANKA ~

(Northern Elegy)

Producers

Jiro KAGA Yoshishige UCHIYAMA

Script:

Toshio YUKI and Shigeko YASUMI

Based on the novel by

Yasuko HARADA

Photo:
Junichi SEGAWA

Directed by:
Heinosuke GOSHO

Music:
Yasushi AKUTAGAWA

- Cast -

Yoshiko KUGA

Meiko TAKAMINE Masayuki MORI

Fumio WATANABE Akira ISHIHAMA

Zeko NAKAMURA Tatsuo SAITO

- Remote valley, Hokaido -

It's finally spring.

But the wind is still cold...

and my left elbow hurts.

Because of the inflammation...

it becomes all stiff and sore.

This old injury has started aching.

and now my heart has begun too.

Maybe like my elbow...

my heart will gradually harden too.

HYODOU:

Just now...

he's in my thoughts...

the man that day

on the mountain road.

Don't Neri...

- Neri! No! Hey...

Excuse us... I'm sorry.

This is Neri.

Could you help me with this?

Does it hurt?

Neri... he's never

bitten anyone before.

Well, no dog's ever bitten

me before.

They usually like me.

Do you like dogs?

- Yes

Neri...

Neri Neri.

For some reason...

I can't forget...

... this quiet man

with the serious look.

His name was Katsuragi...

he was one of those older men

I hadn't noticed before.

He offered to give me

one of Neri's puppies.

and even told me where he lived.

But that's not me.

I'm fine living on my own.

Are you hungry?

Is there anything to eat?

I made some rice cakes.

Where?

In the kitchen, in the cupboard.

Although we celebrate Ohigan here...

no one will visit your Mom's grave.

I feel...

so sorry for your mother.

Grandma, did you visit her grave?

I prayed for her and our ancestors

and asked for many things.

That Nobuhiko pass

his university exam...

and that your left arm...

becomes normal again.

- You're obsessed with that Gran.

What's the matter?

Does it hurt much?

Not really.

When did it happen?

I don't remember.

You shouldn't go around

with that dirty cloth on.

Try to be a little refined.

It might be okay for a boy...

But not a young lady... you affect

your fate, and who you'll meet.

If your mother were alive...

Don't talk about Mom!

If Mom were here,

she wouldn't say that.

No.

You got back rather early today.

Dad.

Do you need anything?

Sit down.

Want one?

What is it?

Nothing really.

Reiko...

How old are you?

Ah, I know.

Arranging my marriage again?

Where this time?

- A Buddhist temple.

A new graduate...

from the Buddhist University.

So... clean long temple hallways

and wash the monks' asses.

And cook vegetarian meals?

I'd hate it.

I don't like veggies

and over-fried tofu.

I'd have to listen to

okyo prayers, right?

Dad, you should worry

about yourself more than me.

You're only 53 years old.

You should find a wife.

What are you saying.

If it were up to me,

she'd be mature and romantic.

Dad, really...

find yourself one.

If we get a new mother,

I'll marry too.

You always change the subject

like this.

Look, Dad...

If my body were normal

you'd leave me alone.

But because of this stiff arm...

you're always pushing me...

to get married.

I know...

you've grown up without a mother...

and are becoming

less and less a lady.

That's what worries me.

It's okay.

You can leave me alone.

There's no need to worry.

Mr. Ittsu, do you have an appointment?

- And you've got a class? - Yes

Welcome.

It's going to be very busy, eh?

- Yes

MIMIZUKU THEATRE OFFICE

Since I turned 25,

my mother can no longer avoid

the reality of her own age.

Hey Rei...

can you help me

put up posters?

Sure, I wouldn't mind.

What happened to your hand?

- This...?

Oh, just a little problem.

Problem?

- It got burned.

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