Love Letter (1995)
Love letter is a film that really touched my heart. In its truest form, its fantastic story telling. The writer weaves an incredulous tale (would anyone write to their deceased husband in the first place?) and of fluke and sheer against all odds romanticism.
I did enjoy it.
For it reminded me of First Love and of the despair of losing oneself when their love has left them. The haunting OST of simple piano and string guitar also heals the soul somewhat. It really feels like a story that you never want to end. but when it did, I felt closure and a deep satisfaction. For the characters in the film had found their way to let go. They relived memories of their past , yes, it hurt but then you get the feeling that they live the moment and were not overcome by their lost, but more.... accepting of the reality. That new love, and Life goes on, the memories will always be there, that family will always be there. By all points, everyone in the film wants to get on with their life, but it was always difficult when the very present spoke of the impact of one person that touched all of theirs.
The film made me consider what I have now in my life. In some sense, I have been chasing after vestiges of old flames. I need to talk to my past self and get it straighten out. My god. Can someone be blind to the light of a match , when standing in the summer sun? The little light, over come in magnitude by the brilliance of Sol? I have been taking this person for granted? That familiarity breds comtempt??
I want to let go of old habits and focus on my future. To close my eyes and only see her smile. To think of her just as I fall into the arms of Sleep and by pulled out of repose by the morning buzz of her text.
お元気ですか？私は元気です。
Ogenkidesuka? Watashi wa genkidesu.
I did enjoy it.
For it reminded me of First Love and of the despair of losing oneself when their love has left them. The haunting OST of simple piano and string guitar also heals the soul somewhat. It really feels like a story that you never want to end. but when it did, I felt closure and a deep satisfaction. For the characters in the film had found their way to let go. They relived memories of their past , yes, it hurt but then you get the feeling that they live the moment and were not overcome by their lost, but more.... accepting of the reality. That new love, and Life goes on, the memories will always be there, that family will always be there. By all points, everyone in the film wants to get on with their life, but it was always difficult when the very present spoke of the impact of one person that touched all of theirs.
The film made me consider what I have now in my life. In some sense, I have been chasing after vestiges of old flames. I need to talk to my past self and get it straighten out. My god. Can someone be blind to the light of a match , when standing in the summer sun? The little light, over come in magnitude by the brilliance of Sol? I have been taking this person for granted? That familiarity breds comtempt??
I want to let go of old habits and focus on my future. To close my eyes and only see her smile. To think of her just as I fall into the arms of Sleep and by pulled out of repose by the morning buzz of her text.
お元気ですか？私は元気です。
Ogenkidesuka? Watashi wa genkidesu.