Delicate Waves

There must have been a natural attraction between me and high school that it is always invigorating to watch the ventures of a student who ran across a young man pursuing an abandoned ruin in a remote area. Their story unfolds when she decides to follow him.

 

I think for me, any Makoto Shinkai film is just astounding.

 

Lost in an adverse universe, star-struck to the beauty of empirical fondness to captivate all pieces that monolithic you; and the superior inadequate spiritual yearning that speak to me as a true passionate mission carved a wilder adventure than before. I was described to be a more delicate wave than I was. A fragile piece of jewelry yet so eager to be stolen to go to different places. But I would think variously for I am prepared to be enlightened that no matter where I go or whoever I am with, there is nothing that would fill the void inside my soul.

 

Despite all the accusations that may become a reality in the future, one fateful encounter with a conventional name could change everything- Suzume.

 

On-the-spot writing with the nerve of running away from all the mundane problems seems a wonderful idea. Ahead of extreme affection to touch the souls of many, was the interval of indulging the beauty of the movie. I was wrapped by loneliness upon watching Suzume on screen but the truth is I would give anything to embrace that solitude purlieus. The tranquility of my surroundings gave me an opportunity to listen attentively- seducing me to overcome the anxiety of simply being alone. Never have I ever lost that excitement to fall in love with animation for people always remain unmatched when it comes to disappointing somebody. Indeed, Makoto Shinkai has once again surprised me with the simplicity of his movies hence, the birth of a more profound driving force to ignite the fire again and write.

 

The rocks began to collide causing a loud bang when Suzume unraveled the mystery and purpose of a young and enchanting man. Am I now curious? Yes! The cold inside the cinema did not bother the summer outfit I wore it for who cares about one's choice of apparel when you are about to witness another extraordinary event featuring a natural disaster– an earthquake. Oh Makoto Shinkai, care to spare some time teaching me to create a universally beautiful scene?

 

 

But having to reject a twin flame must have been disappointing. As I scanned the cinema, I realized it must have been awkward for the both of us if we were to watch it alone because there was no one in there and I knew he would do something silly. The camera focused now on a magical cat. So many inane questions piling on my mind but I didn't have any other choice but to wait as the story progressed. All I could collect at the moment was Suzume, Souta, Daijin, an unknown monster, and closing doors. It didn't take too long for me to understand that the film was visualizing both the beauty and tragedy of a natural disaster. It's uncontrollable yet the damages and casualties can be minimized. I feel like I was in the arc of a collapsed earthquake. Problems arise as if this is the actual rising action probably because it started with an unfamiliar journey that makes you alive even more, that pushes you to follow your heart and bring your mind over matter, and then.. reaching the end that makes no sense at all. Again, I felt lost like her, like Suzume. All these wonders and mythical things in exchange for a person that is becoming so dear to you.

 

Nonplussed, I kept on being hungrier for the plot. Yes, that's it, keep on chasing the cat for curiosity often kills it. Souta was that evidentiary value that no matter how boring life is, the world is full of hidden mysteries waiting to be discovered. They were both unafraid of the unknown, not even of a collapse earthquake. Following their adventure, there was something that was put in the spotlight– the pros of taking risks. It doesn't matter where you end up. What matters is/are the journey, the obstacles, the collapsing of an earthquake that fully conquered the stillness of your heart, the self-discovery, the searching of one's soul, and most importantly, the healing.

 

Colloquially, the statement "Hahanapin ko muna ang aking sarili" or in english, "I'll find myself first before anything else" came to mind after the scene of Souta sacrificing himself to be one of the keystones that was supposed to stop the earthquakes in Japan. Suzume tried to bitterly accept it, searching for the meaning of why such things occur and why it had to end that way.

 

After the rage of a collapsed earthquake left a rearranged and destroyed life of Suzume. Nevertheless, here I am confidently laying my back on the seat thinking giving up is a luxury she could never afford.

 

 

The magical cat became my least favorite throughout the whole movie (but later it has changed). Daijin was the starting point of the volcanic eruption in my head! One of the most exquisite products of society is people like Daijin. How can someone look so innocent and kind like an angel only to find out looks can be deceiving? My moon sign couldn't handle it but on the other hand, I should embrace every challenge this life has to offer. I am forever a fan of Luffy's "If you don't take a risk, you can't create a future" so I was cheering for Suzume and hoping for a better outcome until the end. I think for me, Daijin was not just some antagonist or game changer. This cat is a catalyst for Suzume and Souta. If Daijin was not accidentally freed then nothing happier would happen. Suzume would probably be continuing high school like nothing magically took place, Japan would continue to experience enormous earthquakes, the mother-daughter relationship of Suzume and her aunt/guardian would not be discussed and resolved, and most definitely she would have completely forgotten to solve her memories of her biological mother. A happy ending would never exist in the first place.

 

Yet the climax of the story always has a resolution doesn't it? I was so glad I purchased an overwhelming patience and gratitude to watch it alone in the cinema. I couldn't help but express my frustration. The only thing I could retaliate against was to have an awful facial expression. I waited and waited and waited. Even if I erupted, still I waited. Even though I hated Daijin at that very moment, I waited. Even if Souta's grandfather said otherwise, I waited.

 

And true as it can be, good things come to those who wait!

 

Like a volcanic earthquake, I patiently observed Suzume's and Souta's relationship and how this was going to end before I exploded a ton of opinions. Was the love worth risking for or was the soul-searching more adequate? Either way, whilst watching it, I learned a lot about these two and I was so certain that one of my pre-existing hopes was preemptory because it would be odious if it's not.

 

2 hours and 2 minutes felt like a thirty-minute to me. I didn't mind the clock, let alone the length of the movie for it was too good to judge it by its length. It was like an explosion earthquake that almost occurred so suddenly making a big impact on me. Sir Makato Shinkai never disappoints! I speak for this movie is about a journey– a self-discovery, a resolution, a life. The execution was purely astounding. I almost cried, luckily for me, I was the only one in the cinema. There was something in Makoto Shinkai's Suzume that almost made me compare it to Studio Ghibli movies. The story was like a slice-of-life I found very relatable. There were moments I felt like it wasn't an animation but rather, an autobiography of someone in his/her younger years. The beautiful scenes of every phase hypnotized me to long for a never-ending adventure. The challenges however were a bit difficult but that's what life is, isn't it? Every obstacle has levels with it but one can always anticipate a light at the end of the tunnel.

 

When I said it was a journey, I meant it. Amidst solving the case of mysterious earthquakes emerging from different places in Japan lie some realizations that needed to be talked about. Effective communication was called out as an efficient tool for various relationships between two people. Love was also tackled in different aspects– platonic or romantic that's why I couldn't calm my mind if I didn't write about it. There were lectures on life in the movie that were quite intriguing to experience, waiting to be published in someone else's. Heartwarming, heart-melting, heartbreaking, believe me, I felt all of it. No amount of cheese-flavored popcorn and sodas could top the feelings I felt while watching Suzume.

 

As I watched how the story progressed, the number of risks planted in the movie was so vast that I couldn't memorize all of it but all I could ever think was to go back to blogging. Write about this beautiful movie. Be inspired once again. Be motivated to tell the world that every journey has its unique flavor. You just have to be brave to taste it for delicate waves have a depth of beauty and anticipation.