look how big tokyo is.
yes, isn’t it? if we got lost, we’d never find each other again.
ozu’s gentle, patient storytelling captures such a heavy sense of quotidian melancholy. the cinematography is architectural and rhythmic in its witnessing of daily life. we focus on hallways and doorways, transitory spaces from one moment to the next.
this story is tragic in its inevitability: the obligations children hold, the burdens parents become, the misalignment of moments and generations and expectations. the…
