Four Hitokiri of the Bakumatsu
The Four Hitokiri of the Bakumatsu (幕末四大人斬り, Bakumatsu Shidai Hitokiri) was a term given to four samurai during the Bakumatsu era in Japanese history. The four men were Kawakami Gensai, Kirino Toshiaki (also known as Nakamura Hanjirō), Tanaka Shinbei, and Okada Izō. They opposed the Tokugawa shogunate (and later, supported the Meiji Emperor). These four samurai were warrior elite and widely considered undefeatable by normal people. The word hitokiri literally means "manslayer" or "man cutter," as the kanji 人 means person, while 斬 can alternatively mean slay or cut.
References in fiction
Hitokiri (film)
Hitokiri (人斬り) is a 1969 Japanese samurai film directed by Hideo Gosha set during the end of the Tokugawa Shogunate and based on the lives of the historical Four Hitokiri of the Bakumatsu. It is notable for starring the famous author Yukio Mishima.
Plot
Okada Izo is a ronin born into poverty who joins the Tosa loyalists, a group headed by Hanpeita Takechi. Izo soon becomes a well known and successful killer, and he is stubbornly loyal to Takechi. However, Ryoma Sakamoto warns him that he is merely "Takechi's dog" and that Takechi will end up betraying him. As Takechi becomes more and more determined to succeed, it becomes necessary to sacrifice Izo, which he does by having him arrested and later trying to poison him. Izo, disillusioned, confesses to his murders for the Tosa Loyalists, and he is condemned to Crucifixion. Before being killed, he is told that Takechi will be forced to commit seppuku.
Cast
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- 春華 released: 2008
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by Tha Blue Herb
Hitokiri
by: Tha Blue HerbSelfish words and crime of unlawful musical preparation, Susukino of smoke and snow, all green.
Cross-eyed tamed handler, mankillers, O-RESIDENT and ILL-BOSTINO.
In the reality of accumulated truth, we settle the floor and drop it dirty.
Unjust killers, bitter, illeagal, WE'RE TBHR.
Out the SP GHETTO, the MOST WANTED, gracefully judge you right in you face.
Fight the amnesia of the frontal lobe, zen dialogue intensive meditation method.
MIT's VIP class MIC, close my eyes and show you my calligraphy skills.
Aromatic THC goes at a trot, chahsed by psilocybin.
In the capillaries blood begins to flow backwards, potential abilities link up one after another.
Joining up to become a great river, I'll show you my tensity before I reach its delta.
To be beaten down of become recognised, I only wish that you last longer than your predecessor.
The FRESH and unstoppable stranger, my counter attacks as distinctive as Beckam's.
POT DIGGER ,BUDDHA STICK and ZIG ZAG in my pocket, infallible skills make it reach 6500/g.
We cultivate borders indeserted lands, I feel like a top runner far ahead of the pack.
Vivid blue MASSIVE hitting straight to the cerebrum, this is where you experience elightenment.
Not into temporary 'SAY HO!' shows, no different to those who enjoy Para Parappa dancing.
It's the working season for hunting gimmicks, Travis likes to dis all crappy hip hop.
I chose to become a heel out of choice, just one of the indees from the North.
MCs who have been compared with me are unfortunate, I see you trembling, I bet all your plans
are maladjusted.
After all, you remain in second place, fortunae enough to believe in your dreams for just a moment.
I'm the rapper with three red eyes, the northern battle front is no joke, there's no pause.
The lowest unit of the GOOD MUSIC organization, now it's the orient's turn to invade the West.
A real-life game unike fake swordfights or sports, the beat is a taught tight rope.
A clash of indivisible thought circuits, ying and yang , high and low, twisting hydro.
A life with a pen's calling is amazing, why don't you let me buy all the words you never use?
The only cruterua here me it's like you've been scolded, proof that my words come from reality.
'Only I am holy', directly shipping the poisoned disc, I stab you with Concord and sit in your memory.
A man with an encyclopedia hidden on his tongue, intent on a true revolution without compromise.
Yesterday's friend is also a lovable enemy, take the jokes from the scene's mood maker.
FUCK YOU 1ST KILL YOU LATER, just please don't become a stripper Mr Entertaier.
Camouflaged by the black curtain, Tha Blue Herb style, enter through your ear drums and snatch
away your five sences.