Huge fan of the Breakfast at Tiffany’s, Audrey Hepburn and Truman Capote as I am…
And having seen the film in question over 100 times…
I can understand the reaction that some of you have to Rooney’s portrayal of Mr. Yumioshi.
However, this has to be seen in the light of two things. First of all what has been pointed out already, it was 1961 and the standards were different. Second of all and maybe more importantly, the whole film is full of caricatures, it is one of the premises for making Holly Golightly a.ka. Lulamae Barnes (Hepburn) and Paul Varjak a.k.a. Fred (Peppard) seem normal, when in fact they are so screwed up that it is frightening. Sally Tomato is almost offensively ‘Eyetalian’ (just the name… Sheesh), Jose da Silva Pereira is so South American Old Money that it is laughable and Doc Golightly is the epitome of the benevolent, but backwards Hick, just to mention three others. Mr. Yumioshi fits right into that crowd.
The mild incense that the OP expresses has crossed my mind at times, but when I look at it in the greater scheme of things, it’s actually not that bad. First of all Mr. Yumioshi is written as a voice of reason, an angry choleric voice of reason, but still. His physical appearance sure does leave something to be desired as regards good taste, but otherwise I’d say he is no more slanderous to Japanese people than the other weirdo characters of the film are to their ethnic and/or social groupings.
Funny that this topic should pop up. I just spent two soooo Breakfast at Tiffany’s days for the umpteenth time in my life (maybe that’s why I love the film so much… and it’s funny how not funny it is when reality trumps fiction). Quote from a very Holly Golightly like close friend of mine (yes, I had a crush on her once, and we had a ‘thing’, but me struggling artis is not able to keep her expense account needs up), while hobnobbing with the jetset (you gotta love those 60s labels) in a nightclub post social gathering bash, to me while buying her a drink: “Oh don’t do that daaaarling. There are so many incredibly rich people here that can buy us drinks and afford it.”
Some day I just wish it would end with Cat in an alley in the rain, but I fear that I have become one of the caricatures myself, and the cocktail party is forever.
To the tunes of Moon River.
Sparc