I recently watched the Japanese drama "Calling for Love in the Center of the World". It was very touching. Although it is much simpler than "Love Letter", it is still an excellent romance film.
The rhythm of the film has the warmth and simplicity of Japanese dramas. The main feet, Aji and Shuo, are ordinary people. But their love is exactly what the film wants to express. Time was very slow at that time, and the walkman, photo studio, and classroom stairs in the movie all evoked memories of the post-80s generation. Who else is recording chasing girls now? ? Send flowers and iPhones directly. . . Who still goes to the photo studio to take pictures now? At that time, it was a solemn thing to take a photo and enter the photo studio, but now you can take a random photo by picking up a mobile phone. And travel, even if you have a Japanese passport, it's a luxury to go anywhere, right? The heroine in the film means that she has never left her birthplace since she was a child (the wish is to go to Ululu Mountain, Australia). Where do I want to go now, the plane is cheap and the high-speed rail is convenient. My classmates' 3-year-olds who are better off have been to many countries.
Love is because of scarcity and preciousness, if it is flooded, it will not be cherished. In the love between the male and female protagonists, there are many ordinary plots, but the film focuses on expressing the feelings of love, such as listening to recordings, taking pictures, dialogues, and dedication to promises. These I think are extraordinary and eternally preserved.
Aki is afraid of being forgotten. So he chose to take a wedding photo with Shuo before his life ended. This is a very good section. Indeed, being forgotten is the cruelty of this world
The film covers a lot of how to look at death, from attending a teacher's funeral, to looking at the ashes in the cemetery, and then to the way of death that Yaji, who is his favorite, embarks on the road of death. A person dies eventually, what happens to a dying person? How are the people around you? In fact, it is the feeling of life, what kind of feeling is needed, just like the fear in the film, the fear of being forgotten, the psychological breakdown, the tape, the wish, and the love. Vision, touch, taste, hearing, thinking, etc., in fact, Chinese people are the most taboo to talk about death. Hire a good nurse at the hospital, and the funeral is just fine. Maybe that's how we avoided it, and we tried our best and filial piety, but I think there is something missing. Maybe the full feeling is worthy of the dignity of life.
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