blindcinephile’s review published on Letterboxd:
The temptation of a perfect life is understandable. To have beauty and love and happiness surround you at all times is a dream come true. A dream of oneness in every being to ever exist. Each individual soul to be a small droplet that makes up one soul almost sounds like eternal peace.
and maybe it will be.
but it's not happiness if you cannot experience it.
it's not bliss if you cannot feel it pulsing into your individual self.
the idea of a perfect life is dreamy but reality will always adhere to the cycle of happiness and sadness, tied together, one cannot exist without the other. Reality is the only place you have a chance at redemption and happiness and it will be ugly but it will be the kind of pain that forces you to do better. dreams are enchanting because they are not real, they have endless possibilities in them but it will all cease to exist once they become your reality.
Life is hard and there are times when you might wish for a perfect world, but there would be no hope in that world as there wouldn't be a chance to do better. There wouldn't be any faith or belief. Just one soul that ate up any sort of individuality that existed.
The world, as it exists, may not be perfect and it's not much, but at least it is real. real enough to be better than it was a day ago. individuals who control not only their own happiness but also the power to keep others happy around them. It's a world worth cherishing and a world worth saving.