Takeshi Kitano: one original gangster

Best known for his violent arthouse films, Takeshi Kitano is also an accomplished comic, prankster and painter. It's all fuel for his big new show in Paris, he tells Steve Rose

There's plenty of evidence that artists can make decent movies – Steve McQueen, Sam Taylor Wood, Julian Schnabel to name a few – but it rarely works the other way around. Looking at Dennis Hopper's goatee-stroking conceptual works, or Sylvester Stallone's hamfisted attempts at abstract expressionism, you suspect they were misled into overestimating their talents by a coterie of star-struck sycophants. So when it was announced last year that Takeshi Kitano, Japan's foremost film-maker, was holding an art exhibition in Paris, the alarm bells rang. Over the last 15 years, Kitano has turned out a series of spare, violent, existential thrillers, but increasingly his prime concern seems to be his own navel: last month saw the UK release of his 2005 film Takeshis', a wilfully confusing essay exploring the many facets of Kitano's personality. He followed that with the self-referential Glory to the Film-Maker, this time exploring the burden of being an important movie director. Variety magazine's damning verdict? "Hailed as Kitano's 8&½, pic weighs in closer to 1&¼".

And then there are the paintings. Anyone who has seen 1997's Hana-Bi, Kitano's best film, will be familiar with them: the movie is full of the director's own artworks. At best, they are colourful, crafted examples of what you might call "the naive style"; at worst, they are the sort of amateurish doodles you might find at a flea market. Yet here he is in Paris, with carte blanche to take over the Fondation Cartier, a prestigious steel-and-glass culture outlet on the Left Bank. Meanwhile, over at the Pompidou Centre, there is a parallel retrospective of Kitano's films; last week, France's minister of culture made him a Chevalier des Arts et des Lettres – the country's highest artistic accolade.

In fact, Kitano's takeover turns out not to be an exhibition at all; it's a children's funfair. Some of his paintings have been turned into giant transparencies and stuck on the glass walls; there are jokey installations and interactive exhibits making fun of art. The centrepiece is a clanking contraption like a steam locomotive, turned by a giant pair of disembodied feet in tatty woollen socks; at its prow, there is an ordinary sewing machine stitching a little piece of material. The might of industry is harnessed to make a pointless little decoration.

Another installation, The Japanese Imperial Army's Secret Files, consists of scale models of animals turned into weapons: a whale with an aircraft runway strapped to its back, an elephant with a gun attached to its trunk, that sort of thing. There is a stall where participants can fire paintball guns at large cut-out dinosaurs and a machine that produces random Jackson Pollock-style paintings. There are strange chimera, animatronic puppets and scientific brainteasers. Far from being another journey into Kitano's psyche, it's generous, accessible, funny.

"I still haven't figured out why a prominent institution like the Fondation Cartier would want to hold an exhibition of my work. Not a clue," says a bemused Kitano, talking through his interpreter. Far from the shark-like killer he often plays in his movies, he is genial and expressive in person, verging on the cuddly. He is starting to look like the 63-year-old he is, even if his hair has blond highlights. "When people tell me I'm an artist, I say what? It's impossible for me to take the idea seriously. So I just wanted to have fun here. Psychologically, I'm still a 12-year-old boy."

A sideline in standup

The title of Kitano's exhibition is Gosse de Peintre, which you could translate either as "kid of painting" or "painter's kid". It's a reference not just to Kitano's juvenile side but also to the fact that his father was a painter and decorator. In his autobiography, Kitano wrote of being embarrassed by his father's lowly trade, and at having to help paint the houses of his classmates. He is now generally sceptical about contemporary or conceptual art, or indeed anything too theoretical. He says he has never heard of Damien Hirst, although he is friends with Japanese pop art mogul Takashi Murakami. "The thing about art for me is that you can go on theorising your work forever, because it's open to interpretation," he says. He points to his steam engine contraption as an example. "I can give a straightforward answer: it's just funny, isn't it? Or I could say it's a very ironic comment on ecology and the advances of technology, in that human beings waste all these resources like iron, coal, plastic and whatnot, just to sew this little thing."

He agreed to the exhibition because he had been making a film about art, recently released in France. Entitled Achilles and the Tortoise, it is a black comedy about a terminally self-absorbed artist, who goes through every style in the book before realising, at the end of his life, that he's simply no good. Again, all the paintings featured in the film are by Kitano. He says he has no illusions about his own talents. "I paint for the sheer joy of painting," he says. "I have never sold any of my paintings. I'd rather give them to people for free."

To Japanese audiences, Kitano's populist mischief-making will be nothing new. To the west, he might be Takeshi Kitano, respected film-maker and actor; back home, he is better known as "Beat Takeshi", ubiquitous television celebrity, Japan's answer to Chris Tarrant. He has been a household name there since the 1980s, initially for his frank, fast-talking standup comedy. Now, he hosts eight TV shows a week, including a maths quiz, a Harry Hill-style clips show, even an art-based variety show called Anyone Can Be Picasso. He is regularly ticked off by the censors for pushing the boundaries of decency, and his audiences love him for it. But until recently Japanese audiences have largely ignored Kitano's movies, which only found an audience when they were praised by European critics. He saves his arthouse auteur persona for when he's overseas. It's a double life even Clark Kent would struggle to get his head around.

According to his producer, Masayuki Mori, who has known him for 30 years, Kitano's career is like a pendulum. "The more serious he gets in his films, the stronger he swings back to the other side, and the more absurd and stupid his TV shows get. He really needs to do both to be him." Kitano won the Golden Lion at the 1997 Venice film festival for Hana-Bi; the next thing he did on television was parade down the streets of Tokyo in his underwear. You wouldn't have caught Kurosawa doing that. Or even Chris Tarrant.

It probably says more about us than him that Europeans tend to prefer Kitano's dark, violent, mysterious side. But he is the first to observe that comedy often simply doesn't translate as well as "matters of life and death". To Kitano, there is no great contradiction in his work, anyway. "Humour is like violence. They both come to you unexpectedly, and the more unpredictable they both are, the better it gets. That's how it works. If somebody slips on a banana, it's funnier if it's someone high up, like a king or an emperor, than if it's an ordinary man. So this demonic character is shared between comedy and violence. They both lurk in the most unpredictable moments."

After the crash

Perhaps his Paris exhibition will finally fill in some of the gaps in Kitano's divided personality – except that the pendulum swings the other way there, too. He might poke fun at art, but painting clearly has a therapeutic, even spiritual dimension for him. He took it up in 1994, while recovering from a serious motorcycle accident. He hit a crash barrier and suffered severe head injuries – the right side of his face still bears the scars. The way Kitano tells it, a piece of bone threatened to enter his brain. "The surgeon said I might go crazy if they didn't operate. I thought, 'Good. I might become a crazy painter – like Picasso or Van Gogh!'" Those early paintings appear in Hana-Bi, as the work of a character who is coming to terms with being paralysed after a shooting incident. Mori, the producer, later tells me Kitano has no memory of the crash and gets events mixed up. The surgeon did want to operate, but to restore facial movement on his right side. Kitano refused, preferring to accept his fate.

Death, violence and suicide are constant preoccupations in his work. In several of his films, Kitano's character kills himself in some way, or at least contemplates it; he has described his motorcycle accident as an "unconscious suicide attempt". He has also regularly committed career suicide, it seems, by making a wilfully unappealing comedy just as he is starting to get serious critical acclaim. Acknowledging this, he has referred to his recent films as part of an ongoing "creative destruction" of his career, and it's difficult to tell whether he is joking or not.

Either way, that stage of his life is coming to an end, he says. His next movie, Outrage, will return to more familiar yakuza thriller territory. "Psychologically as well as physically, during the last two or three films I've been going through the transition from being a middle-aged man to being an old man. It's been excruciating, but I think I've survived it."

Does he feel reborn? "No. I feel ... fermented," he says with a laugh. With his restless intelligence, it's hard to imagine Kitano ever describing himself as settled, but he seems to have struck a happy equilibrium – part wise old man, part 12-year-old kid.

Contributor

Steve Rose

The GuardianTramp

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