Anime is all about voice acting and the Ozu of anime Isao Takahata made new paints off my psyche pallet in my recent seeing of Only Yesterday, his anime has an introduction similar to Autumn Afternoon. I love Takahata and I miss him so much for there's a blink in every voice he uses, a coocoom that gives depth it's stitches the images of which he prefers mikanse that grabs an interwoven in historical mesh. it's husky, it rings, it waits "hora" the human voice isn't clear it's been broken by tears and there ought to be tears, for who haven't been through a lot what voice wouldn't carry such sting. And you could tell couldn't you?
I share Takahats penchant for the Volkisch aesthetic, I believe life was sweeter in the old days too.
Only Yesterday is an anime of Ozu's design carrying Isao thoughts into plots of Taeko choosing the countryside over the city, Will she weave time in her flashbacks and her present could the past be made to live once again, free again.
Men were and are being uselessed by machines, sucking out the love out of us, and the toil of the grub must be protected as our very sacredness hinges on the relationship we have towards the transmute of our plant into dye, fiber into clothing and wearing our sweats and hardwork in the love that first buried it seeds at the outset.
Takahata style of anime remains the gems of Studio Ghibli and I miss him so much.
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