No blood, what day is it in summer?

There was a lunar eclipse last night, but it rained all night, and I didn't see the moon, nor the bright moonlight that was gradually dissipating. I feel that on such a night, a group of people should be camping in the wild, telling ghost stories and fantasizing whether they will encounter a transformed werewolf. But fantasy is always domineering, and life is calm, so in such a hot and restless season, there are still many words that can't be said, and sometimes I feel like it is about to explode.
Fortunately, there are always some escape channels, even if you can't go very far, a temporary departure will refresh your life. If you have been in the filth for too long, you still have to try to raise your head to look up at the stars. Even if you can't see the stars, you can make yourself stand up straight. So I watched "Summer Wars" on the weekend night. The name was very bloody, and the plot was very bloody. It seemed that I was back in the student days of "Slam Dunk" by the whole people, and the whole person burned from the inside out.
The story of "Summer Wars" starts from returning home. I like this beginning. Summer should be summer vacation, travel, ice watermelon, and family time. "Summer Wars" is a lot like my beloved "Never Stop" at times, watching the kids laugh in the yard as they eat watermelons that have been frozen in well water; watching the elders for the upcoming big family Party and busy preparing food, slicing sashimi, frying tempura, will feel that life is still very good.
It's a very Japanese movie, and every setting exudes a strong sense of fusang, and the attention to detail is awe-inspiring. The moths parked on the lamp and the bamboo sticks stuck in the flowerpot to allow the vines to climb all reveal a deep sense of Zen. The strong family atmosphere and leisurely pace of life exuded in the film can not help but remind people of Ozu. The humanistic care flowing out of an animated feature film is moving. There is one part of the play that I like very much. Someone said a very philosophical sentence in the confusion. When everyone exclaimed, he said that it was actually a line from "Seven Samurai". Maybe this is just a trivial detail, but I see the inheritance, and I see the little wisdom shining.
However, what makes people burn the most is the simplest and most precious things. It still makes people foolishly believe and boil when justice overthrows evil and saves all mankind. In such a midsummer, I am still willing to choose the good ones, and always believe that they are still the majority.

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