Oh my God, I can't begin to write about this film, experience, life, death or whatever this is. This just isn't a movie. This is art this is everything.
I'm so full of thoughts and emotions I don't know where it ends so this would be probably long. I'll try to explain in a spoiler-free review why I think Maborosi is a perfect film, I mean in every way possible, in every aspect art tries to capture the essence of…
