Kurosawa's cutest film.
I didn't expect I was gonna see a film of his that could be described with the word 'cute', but here we are.
While we're all sitting here thinking "holy shit, Hong is peaking right in front of our eyes, at age 56, what a man, what an inspiration", he's probably like "this ain't even my final form, plebs".
A film of staggering beauty. It had this gorgeus darker edge to it which I really liked, due to the music, and the autumn/winter vibe, especially in Hamburg.
I just really wish to meet Kim Min-hee, so I can say hi and run away giggling.