
1964 · Hiroshi Teshigahara
How Woman in the Dunes has been received, argued over, and remembered.
It was an instant international sensation — Special Jury Prize at Cannes in 1964 and two Oscar nominations — but as Teshigahara drifted away from filmmaking, it slipped into art-house obscurity until Criterion-era rediscovery made it a fixture of the modern canon.
Film fans perennially argue over what the allegory 'means' — Sisyphean existentialism, a parable of work and desire, or something more troubling — and whether pinning it down misses the point entirely.
Its hypnotic close-ups of sand clinging to skin, set to Tōru Takemitsu's eerie score, are among the most referenced images in art cinema — shorthand for 'tactile filmmaking' and a staple of most-beautiful-black-and-white-films lists.
Once a semi-forgotten festival legend, it's now a Letterboxd darling and the standard gateway drug to the Japanese New Wave — a 'you must see this' for anyone getting serious about world cinema.