Watched tonight an elegant, yet sad, Japanese movie, Jun Ichikawa's Tony Takitani, a homage to loneliness in the guise of a successful mechanical illustrator (played by Issei Ogata) who basically raised himself (the son of an absent jazz musician whose wife died three days after childbirth) and who is used to being alone, until he meets the lovely Eiko (Rie Miyazawa), who is a compulsive buyer of beautiful clothing. When he confront's his wife's compulsion, the movie takes a painful turn. The movie is slowly, deliberately paced and presented as if it were a short story (and indeed, it is based on the work of Haruki Murakami), with wonderful muted scenes that scroll before you told by a narrator, with occasional asides provided by the characters. Not everyone will love this movie, but it is compelling.
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