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It seems to be another film where the center of the universe calls for love and understanding. I don't understand how to talk about love. The people in the film are basically reluctant to try to understand others. They stubbornly define others by relying on the others in their own impressions, and tie the shackles of love to the person in their eyes. Kanako will not do things like drug trafficking. My daughter Akiko is innocent and lovely. Kanako is a goddess, the most unique and beautiful creature in the world. In the end, it's all wishful thinking and stealing bells. As if everyone is just a symbol to others? The real personality is locked in a small room, endless freedom, but also endless darkness, dreams go back and forth, and finally can't distinguish between dreams and reality. Empty and beautiful, Kanako is cruel, and spreads love to give hope, although it completely destroys it afterwards. Why is Kanako still loved by everyone when everyone is being played around by her? At that time, I was thinking that such people are nothing more than gods and demons. They are not people anyway. Only unknown, distant and mysterious things can unknowingly attract people and hurt people, but make people happy, like a drug addict. The next line is "She is the devil". Kanako is a demon, because her emotions are empty, but her eyes are clear, so she pierces desire at a glance, deconstructs people from head to toe, like a poisoned arrow that hits everyone's Achilles' heel, the poison spreads from the wound, people It rotted and burst open from the inside out. Kanako is the devil that everyone desires.
The clips are like dazzling skills, the background music is so good that the sense is so good, Tetsuya Nakajima is a montage like a drug, the boundary between fantasy and reality is not clear, usually only after realizing that it is reality The plot unfolds in. I used a lot of interludes, the effect of the background music stopped abruptly, and the dream was interrupted halfway. My favorite episode is still the one where the boy Inkanako's rescue goes from darkness to light after the time is expressed in black on a white background. Kanako is the most unique and beautiful creature in the world. Under the shaking lens, Komatsu Nana depicts the brilliance of the light blue filter unique to the shadow of youth. The wind blows her hair and blows away The expression faded away in the wind. Indifferent and disregarding the beauty of others, the beauty of indifference and indifference may leap from the rooftop in the next second, the bulging skirt and the corners of the clothes are no different from the free bird, and there is still a smile on his mouth.
I think it's enough for the movie to stop at Kanako laughing at the teacher's "love" for her daughter... In the following episode of digging up a body in the snow, I can't see what I want to express... Maybe the protagonist, the father, has finally achieved his daughter's love. Understand that his daughter is himself, and if he wants to beat her hard and kill her, it may also be self-destruction and redemption.
I just watched a movie by Sono Ziwen the day before yesterday, and I clearly swore that I would never touch Japanese cult movies again, but I didn't expect... I used to treat things that are too radical and abrupt as dramatic, but many fights and shopping seems to be nothing. Necessary, and also, the people inside are so thick with blood that they can't be stabbed to death with a knife, which confuses me.
Maybe it's because the last time I saw Nakajima's movie was a long time ago, and I was blinded by the constant switching of scenes at first. I read some movie reviews in advance and lowered my expectations a little. But after watching it, I still think, wow, I love it.
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