Review of Suzume

dear god i love that movie so much. what words will work with me when so much visual is put into something such as that? the sounds of the universe, the words written into a single scene, the flowers that bloom, the city streets, the lights that loom over the world… human life, not just that, but the life of everything. the life and breath of stories and myths and otherworldly things that no, do not have life, but were given a superficial, supernatural *life* from humans— their living being is engraved into the movie. i feel as if im the one going on thetravel… i want to be able to experience the world in the fullest sense through my own eyes. i want to be able to live with a purpose such as that… even just to see a smile on someone’s face. i want to be able to be the butterfly that is watching, or the passers watching another persons’ story. to live in the moment and the past and the future of some ever after, to be someone’s future… even if that’s my own or not. the power of memories, with the acceptance that they will change, they will ebb and flow into our future lives and shatter our realities or form our conscious, will be present. they will exist in everyone, in the trees, in the animals, in the sky that watches over us… day or night. wether you see stars in the sky or not or wether they be thousands of city lights acting as a mask. whatever you see, they’re all showing off the same reality of life. that the world is revolving, and you’re so lucky to exist here….i am, alongside you.