Went into this expecting a simple but inspiring story that gave engaging insight on the creative process. On some level I still think it was but…god I don’t know where to begin.

In a lot of ways, I am Fujino. So much about her story was treading familiar territory despite me not being an artist (the drawing kind at least). But the detachment from family and friends in the process of trying to perfect your chosen craft? That’s me. The…

I’m usually pretty squeamish when it comes to gore, but this movie gets so inventive and out there with the ways people get ripped apart is this movie that I was actively entertained by the film because of it rather than it spite of it. Or it could be how the the context of that violence that permeates the first half of the film, as one would expect from a mob movie, builds up to a rich, high stakes second…