Simply being able to see this movie is a hurdle in itself for most people in the western sphere of influence.
Highlighting the lengths our institutions go to in order to uphold the apartheid in Palestine. The West continues to silence colonized people by weaponizing the language of the oppressed. Simply choosing to distribute this film has been labeled as an anti-Semitic act, when the film’s sole message is that Palestinians are not free to exist, they are not free…
I could spend time writing about the themes I identified in this film including forbidden love, intimacy, and the longing for connection that comes with leaving your hometown for the a big city full of dreams.
However I think most of these themes can be summarized in one of my favorite lines: “I am sending you kisses through the clouds, so that when it rains, they touch your lips”.
More broadly, I believe we are in a seemingly resurgent period…
Subtle, beautiful, and moving. This film was a masterclass in being content with a quiet life. For those that thought this movie was like a flat scene, I could not disagree more.
Every scene had a stoic quality that enhanced the need to pay close attention to the subdued emotional queues. Koji yakusho strongly portrayed so much without words, bringing the character Hirayama’s thoughts and feelings through physicality.
Hirayama had a deep but private connection to his colleague, the people…
