Kiyoshi Kurosawa is the M. Night Shyamalan of Japan. He made one good movie (Pulse, not Cure) and the rest seem to be parodies of that. He's got some skill and desire, but I think he also has a serious personality defect which prevents him from getting himself out of the way of his films. The premise for this film is wonderful: A woman's husband comes back from the dead (maybe) and takes her on a journey to show her what he's been up to for the few years since he died. Eri Fukatsu, as the wife, is usually great. Here you can see her struggling to make something of the nonsense Kurosawa burdens her with. Bummer. Tadanobu Asano, as the husband used to be great but he's become the Nicolas Cage of Japan--if you took away Cage's acting chops. Imagine that. Don't even get me started on the soundtrack to this mess. It's absurd.
Mizuki's husband (Yusuke) drowned at sea three years ago. When he suddenly comes back home, she is not that surprised. Instead, Mizuki is wondering what took him so long. She agrees to let Yusuke take her on a journey. Their trip consists of visiting the people that helped Yusuke on his previous travel. While traveling together, Misuki sees, touches and feels what Yusuke did for those 3 years. Why did Yusuke suddenly come back home? What did he try to send to Mizuki?