Only six minutes. What is possible to tell during this time? For example, about infinity and depth of human knowledge, about a tide of life, about the Universe which is hidden in a book, about riddles of the past and movement in the future, about development and stagnation, fading and the birth, about loneliness among books and the real depression. What is it? Fantastic fairy tale? Madness, incarnate fear, a hallucination, surrealism, a sketch on writing-book fields, history about terrible loneliness of the child in the illusive world of adults? Or is it simply black-and-white melancholy of self-knowledge? In Kikumana everything is based on associationsand mood: everyone understands how he or she wants. And we never can not understand a true plan of the author. This movie opened slightly to us a door in any not clear, but close to us, world ... and closed.

If you include music more loudly, you will feel effect"brain squeezings" more better. At some point goosebumps ran on my skin . It is undoubtedly reached by means of music which consists of classical noise and chaos of various sounds. These sounds oppress nervous system and cause unconscious negative emotional experiences.

In any case, Yoshiura Yasuhiro's work associates at me with works Shinkai Makoto, though they have different approaches to studying activity. One tries to comprehend life as it is, another does an emphasis on lyrics and the love drama.

After viewing this clip you set involuntarily by questions - Who I am? Who are you? Is the white mask with holes for eyes? Where I go? Why I live? What it is necessary to find to remember the essence? After all when you have no memoirs you are not person. Or person? Is ignorancel pleasure? Or knowledge is force? Also that is more terrible: remember or forget?