There's something peculiar and sinister about this film, especially with the presence of Setsuko Hara. You see an intense inner love of her towards her father violently exposed on the screen, which makes "Late Spring" subtly sticking out of the formality of the latter Ozu's films.
My first Ozu, what an interesting storyteller. I somewhat ruined my experience with this film because I've already seen and loved Denis' 35 rhums. The cinematography was simply gorgeous, as Setsuko Hara and Chishū Ryū rooted themselves in character pieces. What a heartbreaking feeling to mature past part of your world.