The first time I saw Shinya Tsukamoto was the "Snake of June". In the winter months before the end of December.
Just like watching Cai Mingliang a few years ago, after reading it, I have a lot to say, but I don't know where to start.
If the end did come, all problems would not be problems. No loneliness, no despair, no psychiatrist, no masturbator, no deception, and no pretense...
Pretending is the most powerful weapon in the world. We wore all kinds of masks and said: This movie is disgusting, the Japanese are so perverted.
What else can you say, you can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep. Everyone in this world is perverted, and the sanctimonious appearance is also disgusting. It's just that when someone sees other people being disgusting, they don't consider their own disgust.
It is indeed a difficult thing to take off your own mask. Rinko in the movie walks with difficulty in the rain, the difficulty is not from the absent panties under the miniskirt, nor from the masturbator filled in the private parts, but only from the temporarily missing mask, from the most authentic heart There is no false and decent cover.
Sometimes, it is difficult for us to make up our minds, and we must resort to a more powerful external force in the face of our own hidden illness. Such as fighting poison with poison.
Poison is poison and medicine. The man who got rid of suicide troubles is not only the poison that invaded Rinko's private world, but also the medicine that calms her true heart.
A psychologist rescues a cancer patient who tried to commit suicide, not knowing he was terminally ill.
The long night, the lustful rain, the body of desire, will eventually be difficult to calm down.
Need to wake her up. This female psychologist who is serious on weekdays, this female psychologist who has no sex with her husband who is obsessed with cleanliness, and uses masturbation to calm down her desire. She must be woken up.
Let her go out into the street, put on a miniskirt and take off her panties. walk. Let her walk into an adult product store in full view, buy the largest female masturbator, and put it in her vagina. Ask her to buy cucumbers—just one, with a vibrating masturbator tucked under her body. Let her defy herself in the struggle and release herself.
He just helped her be herself.
This perverted man became his physician's physician. So, as his patient, she went on the road to healing.
Seeing her crawling forward, seeing her as walking on the ground, seeing her come and go freely. That night, the rain poured down, and the flash matched the rhythm of her body, welcoming the climax.
Her cry was heartbreaking, it was a resistance to appearances, tearing apart all kinds of disguises. Her cry was dripping and comfortable, it was a salute to the essence, worshipping all kinds of madness.
She returned, ending the wandering between escape and pursuit, and returned to her true self. He was peeping on the side, and he was swept away.
After all, it is much easier to wake up a sleeping person than to wake up a pretending to be asleep.
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