The subgenre of Sad Girl in the City Navigating Her Life will never not appeal to me. There's something so captivating about the character of Satsuki, whose hopping from relationship to relationship, job to job, without any sort of compass. She's lost, confused, and angry about it. Her life relies on the safety of the men she resides with, but she doesn't necessarily like them. Her job is stable, but it's all fake: a beauty scam that relies on people looking for a quick fix and not doing the research themselves. She's checked out of conversations, eavesdropping on others. She's neither Chinese nor is she Japanese. This is such an inbetween kind of film, that kind that feels painfully relatable and real.
Plus, she hates paper straws, and therefore she is so me.
The subgenre of Sad Girl in the City Navigating Her Life will never not appeal to me. There's something so captivating about the character of Satsuki, whose hopping from relationship to relationship, job to job, without any sort of compass. She's lost, confused, and angry about it. Her life relies on the safety of the men she resides with, but she doesn't necessarily like them. Her job is stable, but it's all fake: a beauty scam that relies on people looking for a quick fix and not doing the research themselves. She's checked out of conversations, eavesdropping on others. She's neither Chinese nor is she Japanese. This is such an inbetween kind of film, that kind that feels painfully relatable and real.
Plus, she hates paper straws, and therefore she is so me.
