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"The Delicacy of Japanese Cinema"
Angie 2022-04-22 07:01:39
If this movie hadn't won an Oscar, I probably wouldn't have come to see it. When I watched it, I was always ashamed of the delicacy of Japanese films and the diversity of themes. Such shame lies in the downturn under the superficial beauty of my own country's film industry. Funerals almost represent the culture of a nation, and before watching this movie, I saw the news on TV that Qingming Festival advocates civilized grave sweeping and prohibits burning paper. In the news, several reporters went to the shroud shop unannounced with a hidden camera, and then the city management personnel came to fine, because they were not allowed to sell paper money and paper figures. We lost more than so much. The mortuary was so serious and devout in front of the corpse. I liked the way the president looked serious but gentle inside. Ryoko Hirosue is still so small and cute, and the male lead is very handsome. When wiping his father's body, he has been crying silently. This is a light film that earns tears, delicate and tender.
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Extended Reading
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Anthony 2021-12-25 08:01:15
Death is a matter for the living
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Moises 2022-03-28 09:01:06
In the early stage, it was very humorous, I covered my mouth and laughed; in the later stage, it was very warm, and I cried into tears. There are four details that impressed me deeply: the first is the first time Kobayashi Dawu went to the bathhouse after completing the burial ceremony, and rubbed the soap so hard that the cigarette slipped out of his hand; It's not a farewell, but there will be a period when we meet in another world; the third is the moment when the fire of the incinerator ignited when bidding farewell to grandma in the bathhouse; the fourth is when Kobayashi Dawu entered the funeral of his father, the stone slipped from his father's hand. In an instant. The stone letter that my father held before his death was longing, guilt, and love; Dawu pressed it on Meixiang's belly, it was reconciliation, relief, inheritance, and love.
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Mika Kobayashi: What are you doing?
Daigo Kobayashi: This one. Here.
Mika Kobayashi: What?
Daigo Kobayashi: A stone letter.
Mika Kobayashi: Stone letter?
Daigo Kobayashi: Long ago, before writing, you'd send someone a stone that suited the way you were feeling. From its weight and touch, they'd know how you felt. From a smooth stone they might get that you were happy, or from a rough one that you were worried about them.
Mika Kobayashi: Thank you.
Daigo Kobayashi: What did you feel?
Mika Kobayashi: Not telling. That's a lovely story. Who told you?
Daigo Kobayashi: My dad.
Mika Kobayashi: You mean... that big rock?
Daigo Kobayashi: Yep. I got it from him.
Mika Kobayashi: I didn't know that.
Daigo Kobayashi: He said he'd send me one every year, but that's all I ever got. That jerk!
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[last lines]
Daigo Kobayashi: Dad... Father...