Hiso hiso boshi 2015 Japan The Whispering Star | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Sci-fi's built-in excuse for boring—portraying loneliness & isolation—isn't warranted. Megumi Kagurazaka isn't skilled or gifted enough to make watching her sweep the floor (or making tofu and singing Kumbaya) worthwhile. The ideas of the film are interesting, but they are insubstantially filled out by slow pans, repetition, and scenes screaming for an edit: style in search of substance. The sound design is great, and annoying. Bottom line: I hate the sound of Stars Whispering (for dramatic effect). Sono, the self-aware monster that he is, gives us a planet full of humans where making a sound above 30db is punishable by death. Good idea, .... It comes down to whether you find resonance or intrigue with Megumi Kagurazaka. Some folks have. And then there's the peculiar sitenoise thing: bad whispering-acting is right up there with bad eating-acting in annoying me. You can steer around that one. There's a flying house that's kind of cute/campy in that flying car with backdrop thing you describe Kyoshi Kurasawa doing. The film has a fluid visual appeal, but it's slow. There are probably more scenes of watching Megumi think than of listening to her whisper. Summary: A humanoid robot deliverywoman muses on the mystery of human nature as she drops off parcels around the galaxy. |