I've met a new favorite film, Good Morning, by the great Yasujiro Ozu. It is called the wildcard of his career, as it plays through the eyes of children rather than old men. (Most of his films revolve around the concept of mono no aware "sympathetic sadness" but this one is bouncy in its unending childhood.)
Watch for the modernist view of 1959 Japanese suburbs, leave with social commentary on small talk and questions about age vs. wisdom.
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