The first time I saw "Tomoko in the Bath" was in the photojournalism class. The teacher was a delicate middle-aged man. He didn't like Eugene very much. Violation, and this movie is the same, the director's love for Eugene's vigorous flying bricks makes this movie a love letter from the director to Eugene, but it is not a good story.
Another point that makes me uncomfortable is the shaping of Eugene's character. Eugene's character arc is completed in constant abandonment and reinvigoration, but the point of each transition is very scribbled, or it is a tool character. Driven by motivation, this makes it difficult for Eugene to stand as a "living" person, and his struggles, fears, and hesitations are just as rigid. Sure enough, the love brain thing ignores gender, age, and nationality. It's really good.
In fact, in the process of watching a movie, there has always been a question that has little to do with the movie. How should we spend the "moment of nothingness" in our life? When all the meaning we give to life is gone, what is it? Alive, more than a year, I still can't seem to find the answer.
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