Review In A Nutshell:Nishi Ginza Station opens and develops in a manner that recalls the 1955 feature from Billy Wilder, The Seven Year Itch, depicting the fragility of the modern day husband, bottling a great abundance of angst that have reached far its limit, spilling over and affecting his own sense orientation and physical control. It is a comedy that follows suit of Wilder’s tongue in cheek nature, pushing to a point of wonderful absurdity that pushes its message across more often than not, but thankfully its execution is of someone who desires far more subtlety than what Wilder intended to bring; here its protagonist finds himself later on, in a position that finally manifests the desires of his imagination, physically facing head on the concept of temptation, enduring the harsh primal conditions of a tropical island, but simultaneously in its progression, restricts its previous sense of absurdity and slowly opens the sorrowful nature of the character. We are finally given the opportunity to see this man act upon his desire to be confident and dependable, but suddenly loses it once its metaphorical aura begins to fade, finding himself coming to grips with reality, living an ending that is no doubt secure but personally unsatisfying. This is a film that is far from the brilliance that was laid upon in Stolen Desire, a short 51 minute feature that would surely gain some great laughs and potential epiphanies along the way.
