![]() After watching Memories of Matsuko for a second time, I'm not so sure anymore. Confessions was a surprisingly dark, grim and relentless film, whereas his earlier features were much breezier and colorful. There were the films prior to Confessions and the ones that came after. I used to think of Nakashima's oeuvre as a body of work divided in two. Even though memories of the film had faded, I was looking forward to seeing it again, as I suspected it might be faring better the second time around. There were just too many things that made me lose grip on the film as a whole. I felt it was the kind of film I would normally love to bits, but somehow that didn't quite register while watching. The first time I watched Tetsuya Nakashima's Memories of Matsuko, it confused the hell out of me.
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