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About Tokyo

Me favorite bit? When she winked at me—ME!—like I weren’t some soggy wretch. Surprised me, that did, heart jumpin’ like a fish! Reckon she’s playin’ a part, like Caden in that flick, buildin’ her own weird little world. “I know how to do this,” she’d mutter, countin’ her coins, smilin’ crooked. Crafty, she is—hiss!—crafty and quick.

Wednesdays

He rejects “melodrama” (A Hen in the Wind with the “I had to become a prostitute to pay for my son’s hospital bill” setup) and lets the camera settle in for the long-take, low height .

First off, I hit up the local market on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with all the fresh fish and veggies? I’m strolling, vibing, when I spot this massive tuna. Like, seriously, it was the size of a small car! I’m thinking, “Who’s gonna eat that?” But then, I see this old dude, grinning like he just won the lottery. He’s all about that sashimi life. I’m like, “Dude, you’re a legend!”

Tokyo Story review – Yasujiro Ozu’s exquisite family tale stands the test of time