Published 2016 on Down Under Flix
Director: Rachael Lucas
Director: Rachael Lucas
Stars: Taki Abe, Kaita Abe, Miki Sasaki, Nobuhisa Ikeda
First viewing, via DVD
Bondi
Tsunami is
the first of two surf-themed movies being covered in September on Down
Under Flix. But the word “movie” doesn’t quite convey the very particular
flavour, or the somewhat acquired taste, of Rachael Lucas’s flick. The film’s
promotional tagline, “An original music video motion picture experience”,
does a much better job.
Chilled
slacker Shark (Taki Abe) and animated goofball Yuto (Kaita Abe) are two young
Japanese men in Australia who embark on a surfing expedition. On the road they
pick up two other Japanese travellers, a young woman named Kimiko (Miki
Sasaki) and a hitch-hiking stoner-surfer-philosopher (Nobuhisa Ikeda), who
join them on their road trip from Bondi Beach, NSW to Surfer’s Paradise,
Queensland. There isn’t much more plot to describe, as Bondi Tsunami isn’t all
that concerned with narrative: it’s part music video compilation, part
travelogue, with amusing vignettes and enigmatic narration thrown in.
Bondi
Tsunami is
the epitome of independent filmmaking. Director Lucas, making her feature debut
(and, sadly, sole film to date), fulfilled multiple other functions on the film
including writer, cinematographer, composer and costume designer. With a small
budget and crew she travelled through NSW and Queensland with her
non-professional cast, filming and improvising along the way. That sort
of D.I.Y. daring is admirable, and that spirit of adventure permeates the
film: in its sun-kissed, sun-bleached enshrining of travel and surf, Bondi Tsunami is a film
drunk in love with the road and the coast.
Having
said that, I found the first third of Bondi
Tsunami a tough watch: it’s pretty much just travelling,
surfing, and constant music, and I was somewhat confounded by and resistant to
its very specific groove. But the film picks up with the introduction of
Kimiko, where the glimmer of a narrative thread emerges. Yuto initially goes
gaga for their new travelling companion, but the novelty of female
companionship soon wears off and Kimiko becomes a third wheel in the mobile
bro’s club. The film thereafter milks the men’s arrested development and
Kimiko’s resilient cluelessness for laughs.
The
actors are lively avatars for this adventure, and I use the term “avatars”
rather than characters quite deliberately. As befitting a feature length music
video, the characters are fairly one-dimensional, and the non-professional cast
spend a lot of time adopting music video and advertising-style poses and
posturing. But the fact they’re non-professional gives them an endearing
quality: they’re interesting to watch and relatively unmannered. Miki Sasaki in
particular has a likeable screen presence and gives a spunky and spirited
performance, even if her character errs to stereotype.
Any assessment of Bondi
Tsunami is bound to be highly subjective: there’s no real
barometer or common grammar to size it up. Whatever its shortcomings, as
Australia’s first and only Japanese-language, surfing-centric, feature
length road movie music video, it’s a bona fide original.
Ben Kooyman