Caught Last Life in the Universe on Monday.

Another movie i thoroughly enjoyed for its cinematography and quirkiness. Was a little bit tired and feeling bogged down just before i watched it so left the movie with fewer than my usual rantings.

Some disjointed views...

I thought the movie ended rather optimistically and my heart actually lightened at the ending, despite the fact that the protaganist was sitting in his underwear, in a tiny interrogration cell with his hands cuffed and all his possessions laid out in a line before him. From the start, Kenji was a depressed and suicidal man, whom despite his can't-complain comfortable physical environment (e.g. steady job, nice apartment etc), continually seeked to end his life (which fortunately or unfortunately gets thwarted every single time at the most crucial moment). His inner consciousness was filled with negative images (usually with him dead). So despite all that he has going for him, he has no ability to feel anything other than emptiness. Yet at the end, he fell in love, stopped being totally anal and his last thoughts were strangely 'normal' images of the meeting the girl in japan and filled with hope and optimism. So even though he may be 'realistically' in a worse shape (possibly jailed) and almost definitely not be able to find the girl again, I felt that he has been liberated and i felt happy for him because i know with hope and the ability to feel, he would never try to kill himself again.

I think i would preferred to be free in my mind than to be free physically if i could only choose one.
When you are set free within your inner consciousness, it doesnt matter where you are, you will always be free.