Having someone live in your heart. How long is too long not to let go? A year, two years or 33 years? The same thought came to me twice from a Korean drama and Naomi Kawase's The Mourning Forest in a day. What would be the redemption? A ceremony to set free or to reunite with the significant other?
The Mourning Forest expounds the director's detailed perception of daily life. While some conversations are happening, the scenes are focused on various angles of the surroundings, but not the speakers' faces. It's quite a refreshing view, which represents where people's eyes would fall on in reality.
A music box was cleverly used in the film. I like each of the notes slowly produced by hand cranking. It feels to me like how the player depicts his/her rhythm of life.
Thinking of how to end this writing. Thinking of what ends the sorrow of losing love. Would the ending moment be precise? Or would it be illimitably existing in any way? One keeps thinking...
「殯（もがり）」
敬う人の死を惜しみ、しのぶ時間のことまた、その場所の意
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