inner narrative of a maddening desire, flying feathers, fruits and fire fit the blood. nothing happens abruptly, it´s a slow disintegration (fall) in a contrast of ascending powers of manipulation and lust (rise). subtle imagery and not a single moment of tenderness
Suffering: how we inflict it onto others and ourselves, how milieu inflicts suffering. For a woman who(we are told) does not take anything much too seriously, director Kurahara feels most inspired when depicting Etsuko's attention to the intense particularities of what is physical, an inspired, profound manner of seeing. Kurahara doesn't know how to handle each scene though, running into aesthetic dead-ends.