Sozoku Tantei (2025)

L'héritage des "Grands Reportages"

Dans la grande tradition des "tantei" (détectives), il y a un type d'enquêteur qui avait jusqu'à présent été peu exploité : le détective des successions. Alors qu'en France, TF1 adore nous assommer le samedi après-midi avec ses reportages-enquêtes sur la recherche des ayants droit, aucun producteur français n'a encore eu l'idée d'exploiter ce filon sous forme de série. Peut-être parce que notre rapport à la mort et à l'argent reste fortement imprégné de morale chrétienne, qui nous impose une certaine retenue sur ces sujets.

Dans tous les cas, aucune retenue du côté de "Sozoku Tantei", qui prend le parti de l'humour. Car oui, la mort et l'argent, ça peut être fun.

Le casting est prometteur. Akaso Eiji et Sakurada Hiyori, respectivement proclamés gendre et fille idéaux par moi-même, déploient leur charme et leur maladresse, accompagnés du clown de service Yamoto Yuma. Ce dernier n'a plus rien à prouver tant il est l'héritier de 60 ans de comique à la japonaise, aussi bien dans le registre visuel (l'héritage de la coupe champignon) qu'au niveau des dialogues, si toutefois vous réussissez à les entendre. Malgré toute la bonne volonté des deux héros, c'est Yuma-kun qui s'impose et occupe tout l'espace à l'écran.

Hiyori-chan, même si elle tente d'adopter les codes de la génération Z dans son langage et ses postures, se retrouve enfermée dans des postures stéréotypées. Le scénario lui exige les sempiternelles phrases maternalistes et trop directes envers le détective, perdu dans ses pensées. Des passages obligés sans doute imposés par la volonté d'être trop fidèle au manga d'origine, au détriment d'un soupçon de réalisme. On s'attachera donc plutôt aux scènes comiques, empreintes d'humour noir, enterrements obligent. Les runnings gags fonctionnent plutôt bien, souvent sur un registre visuel, même si le trait est parfois forcé.

Quant à Akaso Eiji, bien qu'il fasse partie du vivier des futurs grands acteurs, y compris sur la scène internationale, il n'aura pas ici son grand rôle. Trop contraint par des scénarios convenus : le détective ultra-intelligent, mais fauché, l'assistante qui le remet sur le droit chemin, et le comique de service. Successions d'entreprises offertes au majordome suspicieux, legs à un chat... Du déjà-vu dans l'univers des successions. Même si le travail est fait, les intrigues s'avèrent généralement trop fades pour captiver pleinement.

Reste cet humour et cette légèreté, agrémentés d'une touche de sensibilité bienvenue, qui permettent d'exorciser la crainte d'affronter la mort. En parler, relativiser, soulager peut-être. Qui sait, nous sommes peut-être face à un héritage pour les générations futures, qui, on nous l'annonce, ne connaîtront plus la mort.

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This drama was a strange one, and I don't mean it in a good way.
It felt as if it was two different dramas -- one that ran for about two thirds of the total and another that started around the end of episode 7 or 8.

The drama starts like quite a few Japanese detective dramas do: An eccentric main character, often a genius, accompagnied by one or two equally eccentric (or very straight-laced) side-kicks solve a "case of the week" , often with a twist or using unusual methods. Their "lair" is appropriately colourful and chaotic, the way the first few cases are laid out follows the pattern of traditional mystery dramas.
And I do love this kind of mystery drama, I liked 99.9 Criminal Lawyer, The Locked Room Murders, and more.
But Inheritance Detective failed to connect me with the team members. It neither develops their quirks well enough for them to really become a running gag (for example Tomonaga is supposed to often speak very quietly, so that nobody can understand him, which is used only occasionally in the earlier episodes, and never in the later ones. Haie himself eats dry coffee beans when he takes on a case, but it's never explained why or at least commented on or, I don't know, *something*, he just does.)
The drama's cases are neither good detective cases, where the audience can either guess along or be astonished at the genius detective's abilities, nor are they connected by a common thread (except by inheritance and wills), unlike the themes of "identity" and "mother-child-relationships" in Don't Call it Mystery.
I could have followed either direction -- comedy, mystery, philosophy -- but this drama failed to evolve any of these possibilities to a depth I could have been satisfied with.

And then the "showdown" with the real villain started, and it felt as if I watched a completely different drama. Any hint of levity was gone, characters suddenly seemed to change (from antagonists to supporters), and it felt like a revenge thriller or court drama, complete with seemingly life-threatening situations.
But this too was never developed deeply enough, even the villain stayed one-dimensional, the speech Haie gives in court near the end felt more contrived than moving -- mainly because I wasn't invested in anything.
Actually, I went through the first five episodes like a breeze, slowed down later, and the last episode took me long enough that I watched both seasons of Minato's Laundromat (which were at least not boring, just frustrating), *and* 8 episodes of Monster Next Door in the meantime.

And it's a real shame that the script was so bad, because the main actors were brilliant. I almost didn't recognize Akaso Eiji, he completely disappeared behind his role.
I think, based on the actors' abilities, I could have loved the team -- but not with this script.

However, there *is* one thing in the script I loved: When Haie tries to sideline his female sidekick "for her safety" (not his male sidekick), she doesn't let him, but involves herself again without his consent or even knowledge.

Was it good? -- It had some good ideas, but wasn't consistent in theme or tone. The actors were brilliant.

Did I like it? -- I would have given the first part a 7/10 or the second part a 6/10 -- but put together, no.

Would I recommend it? -- No. Neither to mystery nor to thriller aficionados.

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