Sadie Ozu Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Oi, mate, ‘ere’s me, Mr. Bean, mumblin’ ‘bout - whore! Heh, wot a word, eh? Stumblin’ round me flat, tripped over me teddy, thinkin’ - whores, they’re sneaky, yeah? Like in me fave flick, “Caché” - all mysterious, hidin’ stuff. “Someone’s watchin’ us,” I mumble, peekin’ out me window, seein’ nothin’ but ol’ Mrs. Wicket yellin’ at cats. Whore’s like that - secrets, shadows, dodgy vibes.

Why this might not seem so easy

Remarkably for Ozu, whose films tend to be so delicate,. this film is conspicuously vulgar throughout. Most notably, the schoolboys' favorite.

First off, I hit up the local market on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with all the fresh fish and veggies? I’m strolling, vibing, when I spot this massive tuna. Like, seriously, it was the size of a small car! I’m thinking, “Who’s gonna eat that?” But then, I see this old dude, grinning like he just won the lottery. He’s all about that sashimi life. I’m like, “Dude, you’re a legend!”

A Journey Through The Eclipse Series: Yasujiro Ozu’s Tokyo Twilight