Is the world we see merely a self-created illusion, or do we each share a concrete, objective "reality"? It's a question which seems to obsess the antagonist of Takashi Shimizu's manga adaptation Homunculus (ホムンクルス), though in the end he'll perhaps find the answer is less clear cut than he'd been willing to believe. "When you look at the other person you can create the world" is the lesson he's eventually given by his test subject, echoing the film's somewhat trite message that it's connection which gives life meaning, a willingness to see and be seen having moved past unresolved trauma in pursuit of the true self.
This is something the hero, Susumu Nokoshi (Go Ayano), has apparently been unwilling to do. Formerly a high flying actuary peddling life insurance, literally putting a price on the lives of others, Susumu now claims to have lost his memory and is living in his car next to a park which is home to the local homeless population. One night, a weird young man with strange, staring, goldfish-like eyes knocks on his window and makes him a bizarre job offer. For whatever reason, Susumu allows himself to be convinced by this decidedly odd young man he's only just met to let him drill a hole in his head which he claims will unlock untold abilities and perhaps even return some of his missing memories.
Manabu Ito (Ryo Narita), a medical student and the wealthy son of a successful doctor, claims he wants to use the trepanation experiment in order to prove that the world does not exist but is merely a self-created illusion of the human brain. As a result of the operation, Susumu does indeed develop special powers in that he suddenly starts seeing strange things in the middle of Kabukicho. According to Manabu, he's developed the ability to see the "homunculus" of others, seeing their inner self-image as a reflection of their deeply buried trauma.
Despite himself, Susumu begins attempting heal the various traumas of the troubled souls he sees but at the same time perhaps oversteps his right to intervene, acting in instinct and compulsion never considering whether not not they actually want their traumas resolved. His first case is that of a violent yakuza whose inner self is a wounded child encased in robot armour, the implication being that he has buried himself in a life of merciless violence in an attempt to mask unresolved childhood guilt. Yet his eventual "freedom" in having faced his younger self entirely ignores the weight of his later years of violent cruelty, as if all of his subsequent "stress" were wiped out in an instant. Susumu's second case, however, is still more worrying in that is sees him apparently "fix" a young woman's control and self-esteem issues effectively by raping her while in some kind of trance.
His own issues meanwhile lead back into his refusal to deal with the painful past, implying his unusual lifestyle is in fact a fugue state born of trauma response. We learn that he was once wealthy and successful but also deeply empty inside, apparently saved from the soul destroying delusion of consumerist fulfilment by a young woman who saw him for what he really was. He resents his new abilities because he is still unwilling to extend the same courtesy to others, trapped in self obsession desperately wanting to be seen but all the while refusing look even as the hole in his head takes the lid off his emotional repression.
Nevertheless, there's a curiously homoerotic subtext between the patient and his mad scientist friend whose eventual descent into machiavellian levels of manipulation is never quite convincing even if it perhaps comes from a place of spurned hurt. Manabu's unresolved traumas are indeed given short shrift and perhaps in themselves fairly banal, failing to live up to his air of strangeness or prove equal to the darkness inherent in his odd obsession with the art of trepanation coupled with his doubts as to the nature of reality. Neither outlandish enough in its surreality nor, ironically enough, willing to engage with its own unpleasantness in its latent misogyny, Homunculus' central messages of the essentiality of mutual recognition ring somewhat hollow while its heroes remain mired in their own quests for true selfhood in looking for themselves reflected in the eyes of others.
Trailer (English subtitles)
No comments:
Post a Comment