Everyone is so lonely.
Takeshi Kaneshiro is also unable to speak because of canned pineapples, and everyone is guarding their own loneliness with their own stories.
Even if they meet by chance for warmth, there is no deep love, or no long-lasting love that can be spoken of.
Everyone has their own reasons to stay alone. Because of reason, because of occupation, because no one can speak, because no one can speak.
Bright has only a brief minute of warm back, a stranger caught on the road, and a day of warm videotape.
Everything else is dark, alienating, and occasionally hysterical. It is brought by distance, by encounter, by indifference, by conflict, by anger, by sadness.
This mood reminds me a little of another old movie, Shout and Whisper.
It's all such a sad feeling.
Not sure what to say.
Looking depressing.
The light, color, rhythm, shooting angle and style all have the feeling of Wong Kar-wai and Du Kefeng. Typical of their movies.
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