Hey Jon,

Can you provide me with a new link? The one you gave the second time apparently stopped working already..

Enjoy 😉

The touchingly plaintive, haunting music by pianist Takashi Kako is what carried the film for me, strongly reminiscent of Erik Satie’s impressionist works for solo piano, the exquisite Trois Gymnopedies and Trois Gnossiennes.

I suppose we can grant “poetic license” on how Japan’s long, long economic recession allowed the young woman to inhabit that 7-story commercial building all by herself and turn it into her multi-level temple of eccentricity (loved all those red umbrellas and old phones and other objects). We’ll infer that she also somehow came into some money to pay the utility bills and buy so much unusual stuff…. or else it was already in the abandoned office / manufacturing building.

Interesting to learn how the novelist-actress Ayako Fujitani is the daughter of that “colorful character” Steven Seagal (though not raised by him).