Women in the Mirror, Japanese film courtesy the Japan Society, full of oddly tall and preternaturally thin women in calf-length skirts, which is very elegant but not what *I* saw in Japan in
Japanese pacing is not western pacing; as ever, the film went on half an hour too long even for my leisurely instincts. But how nice to see Tokyo sidewalks and railings again, even if they're in the affluent burbs of Fujimigaoka and the houses are *nothing like* the average Japanese house. All western-style (and dark) with wood flooring and panelling and bannisters and not a trace of aluminum anywhere. I'd happily have a house like that here, but you couldn't pay me to live in one there.