Some deja vu scenery, warm halo, but for me, I lost Murakami's casual and slightly complaining attitude, and the forbearance and pain behind his eyes were brought to the table, which made people a little bit. Unable to recall.
I thought I could be like Kitano Takeshi's doll, in the atmosphere of light and scenery, showing the confusion and despair that people can't redeem themselves.
Or it should be better than it is now if it can be in the same style as Shunji Iwai.
In Japanese novels, Sex and death are often seen. There is often a sense of extreme beauty in death. In the film, it is really boring to give some shots, which makes people speechless.
And the sex part becomes tacky and out of gear.
How can Naoko's tenderness and fragility turn into a crying woman in the movie. Moreover, in my opinion, the release of repressed emotions is not something that actors can solve with angry voices.
That's all, because I don't like Naoko, personally.
Green child is my favorite, in fact, like a light, fresh, real. Mizuhara Kiko's appearance is very close to the green child in her heart, because of her delicate outline, but in my opinion, green child is not such a delicate girl.
She also has pain, and she understands the difficulties of life better. Her strength lies in her ability to smile all the time.
And the girl who wears wet underwear in order to buy a pot is dumbfounding, distressed and loved.
She is the girl who can talk easily without being careful, and cooks delicious food. How can she not be obsessed and addicted.
Those conversations with subtle emotions in the book, the sweet moments in the bitterness, turned into a slightly fresh freeze-frame and literary youth tone, which almost made me a little angry.
Just look at it and be happy, I think I should go back and read the book again.
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