Otonari

It's surprising how simplicity can be the saving grace of a film. I can't recall the last time I've been spellbound by a movie because of its absurd simplicity. Sometimes the cinematic acrobat acts get tiring, and I just ache for a good story... I don't want to realize and notice if it's a crane shot or such, if it was shot wide-angle, etc etc. Maybe it's just my mood now, wanted a sincere, simple love story. You'd be amazed at how hard it is to come across one. (The need to be appeased and assuaged, thus the love story penchant. Poor me.) But this was a beautiful movie. I haven't watched a Japanese film in quite awhile, and I lucked out on this one. It was so carefully nuanced, despite the doubtful plot twists. What's good about Otonari is that despite it portraying a far-fetched possibility, it still feels real. The characters assume emotions you feel at one point or another in your life. 
 

And if I might just add: what an amazing ending. My heart stopped, I haven't felt that way about a movie in quite a while. What I liked about the ending was that it's perfect the way it is; they couldn't have lessened the scenes, and they couldn't have added more. It ended on just the right note.