perhaps maybe I'm just a sucker of Asian films in general, but I sincerely absolutely devour this. Hashiguchi's blatant grasp to surrealism, and delve to challenge moral philosophy raising questions to the boundaries of lust & love. Like Grains of Salt is exactly just how it feels.
contrary to what's often talked about, my favourite scene was Ito's confession. It was simply honest and desperate— as if he's finally willing to drop the bomb and accept whatever happens right after years…