SUBTITLINGOFFICIAL ENTRY
1960 FESTIVAL OF THE ARTS
A SHOCHIKU FILM
LATE AUTUMN
Based on a Novel by
TON SATOMI
Screenplay by
KOGO NODA and YASUJIRO OZU
Produced by
SHIZUO YAMAUCHI
Cinematography by
YUHARU ATSUTA
Art Direction by
TATSUO HAMADA
Music by TAKANOBU SAITO
Sound by YOSHISABURO SENOO
Lighting by KENZO ISHIWATA
Edited by YOSHIYASU HAMAMURA
Starring
SETSUKO HARA
YOKO TSUKASA
MARIKO OKADA
KEIJI SADA
MIYUKI KUWANO
SHINICHIRO MIKAMI
SHIN SABURI
CHISHU RYU
NOBUO NAKAMURA
KUNIKO MIYAKE
SADAKO SAWAMURA
RYUJI KITA
FUMIO WATANABE
KAKUKO CHINO
YURIKO TASHIRO, FUJIO SUGA
TO YO TAKAHASHI
MUTSUKO SAKURA, HISAO TOAKE
YOSHIE MINAMI
SHIMA IWASHITA, TSUSAI SUGAWARA
MASAHIKO SHIMAZU
Directed by
YASUJIRO OZU
Really?
That sounds delicious.
What does?
We were talking about steak.
He knows a good place.
Where?
You know the Honmokutei
in Ueno? It's near there.
It's run by an old couple.
I'll have to try it.
I often go to the cutlet place
behind Matsuzakaya. You too, right?
Yeah, it was just a stall
when I started going.
We were poor,
hungry students back then.
But with our late friend,
we'd scrape together the money.
Really?
So you and Mr. Miwa were old friends.
Yes. We lived
in the same dorm in high school.
My goodness.
Mr. Miwa
did so much for me.
He was a great manager.
A gentle man.
Seven years already.
Time flies.
How long has it been for you?
What?
Since your wife passed away.
Four, nearly five years.
Look! The tea stalks
stood on end.
Is that so?
That's a good sign.
We're in a temple. It might mean
your wife is coming for you.
Cut it out.
I'm not ready to die.
Uncle's very late.
Yes, I wonder
what's keeping him.
Here he is.
I'm sorry I'm late.
I'm Shuzo Miwa's older brother.
Thank you all for coming.
Living in the country,
I don't know my way around here,
and I took a wrong turn.
Mr. Hirayama. Mr. Taguchi.
It's been a long time.
Did you arrive in Tokyo today?
No, I came in yesterday
for other business.
Oh, yes.
Thanks for looking after my boy.
Don't mention it.
It was nothing.
What happened?
My kid took his friends ice skating
on Lake Haruna this winter
and stayed at his inn.
And thanks for the gift
you sent along.
Don't mention it.
Did you like them?
We pickled them
the previous spring.
Nothing too fancy,
but they've been a specialty
of the region for a long time.
They were delicious.
Oh, the pickled bracken?
They were great!
The older one gets,
the more one enjoys such food.
That's true.
Hijiki and carrots,
shiitake and dried radish,
fresh tofu and deep-fried tofu.
What about beefsteak
and pork cutlets?
Is everyone present?
We're ready to proceed.
Come to the main temple,
please.
After you.
You're late.
Yes, a bit.
- It just started.
- Then I'm too early.
- The chanting went on forever.
- Yes, it was long.
You should talk!
You came in late!
It really was trying, wasn't it?
They should keep it brief
and just chant the most moving sutras.
That's what Mr. Taguchi said,
and that's what I asked
the priest to do. Didn't I?
Yes, the monks went
a little overboard.
Did you make
a large offering this year?
Don't be silly!
I'd never give that much.
At least the weather
was cool today.
It was so hot
the day of the funeral.
It was terrible!
And me in a winter coat!
How old were you then, Ayako?
Eighteen.
- And now?
- Twenty-four.
Time to get married, eh?
Yes. Please let us know
of any suitable prospects.
I'm sure there are plenty.
Ayako's very beautiful.
What type do you like?
Don't just smile.
Tell us.
What if he were like me?
I'd like him.
What about me?
I like your type too.
Well, that tells us nothing.
They're completely different.
What about me?
You'd do too.
- Just "You'd do." You're out.
- I'm out?
That'll teach you to butt in.
I knew you'd have to ask.
But seriously,
I do have a nice boy in mind.
Please introduce him.
- Are you serious?
- I am.
Ayako, are you