Just like a writer/director/editor to imagine an afterlife where everyone is forced to recreate a memory by being an executive producer on their own short film.
Some lovely sentiments about how the greatest meaning in life can come from what you mean to others (see The Wizard telling the Tin Man “…a heart is not judged by how much you love, but how much you are loved by others”). But predictably, what’s most interesting to me, is how this is a movie about movies. And how they can sometimes be even more real than reality because of the way memory is an unreliable lie based on emotion anyway.
Not my favorite Kore-eda film formally, but maybe the most inviting concept that asks for your own introspection.
Just like a writer/director/editor to imagine an afterlife where everyone is forced to recreate a memory by being an executive producer on their own short film.
Some lovely sentiments about how the greatest meaning in life can come from what you mean to others (see The Wizard telling the Tin Man “…a heart is not judged by how much you love, but how much you are loved by others”). But predictably, what’s most interesting to me, is how this is a movie about movies. And how they can sometimes be even more real than reality because of the way memory is an unreliable lie based on emotion anyway.
Not my favorite Kore-eda film formally, but maybe the most inviting concept that asks for your own introspection.