a ghost in a pillow shot ~
Don’t forget to select your favorite films!
As an over-cautious, over-thinking person (and deeply aware of the fragility and unpredictability of human life), I find movies like these to be anxiety-inducing nightmares. How did they not foresee all the possible things that could go wrong? How? How?
Moral of the story: If you want to spice up your marriage, do so within the earshot of the neighbours, write a few emails and schedule it to be sent in 12 hours to your friends asking them to check…
Things that will make us survive - humour, being enchanted with small good things, finding the shimmer in the mundane, an insatiable curiosity, being kindly goofballs, quietly nourishing, enriching the mediocre, embracing the undefined and the spontaneous, the delicate surprises hiding among ordinary days, the ungraspable little melancholy lacing everything, the impermanence, the delicious act of surrendering to the senses, to values that are larger, more mettlesome, fluid, and ungendered. This film is all that, a nourishing scoop of something fresh, fleeting - yet, pulpy and strangely sensuous.
Sometimes one needs a Koreeda movie to get a new insight into the human condition. Its joyousness, its inherent melancholy, its heartbreaking tenderness, its shadowy pools and wells of quietness that remain unstirred, unswimmed simply existing for the stars and trees to be reflected upon. This is a film hewn and delicately chiseled from the knotted and clumped lives that remain outside the light. Lives that shine with their own strange lights.
If you have seen this and loved it, do watch Maborosi, one of Koreeda's earlier films.