Shoplifters (2018)
A loving, caring, safe, positive haven amongst a destitute situation. A family of "collectors" that we learn includes the members of this current family. Each of them truly caring about their fellow beneficiaries in this loving hovel. The entire clan also excels at the art of shoplifting as a strategic plan of operation.
I LOVED happily drifting off into engrossment/endearment to this family.
And, oh my dear, sweet lord, the ending? Not only did I cry learning where they all ended up at, but I sobbed. Shoulders shuddering, in tiny gasps, kind of sobs.
A personal first.
It
was
glorious.
So I'm feeling, gosh, gee, I don't know. . . I mean, yeah, a kind of affection, sure, if I was gonna be blunt and/or honest about it. I would be, I supposed, inclined to be on the more agreeing spectrum of that theory. Sure, why not?
To me, how can this ensemble, this story, this beautifully shot, emotionally stirring, wonderfully sentimental, a slice of life, by Writer/Director Hirokazu Koreeda, NOT win Best Picture? Sh#t. F@ckin. Yes. It SHOULD.
That was so beautiful.
Truly, truly, oh so very, very beautiful.
The expressing of technical appreciations and the honorary notations of elemental trivia, almost feel unnecessary due to the wondrous gush of emotion that this film gifted me with. This gift leaving a happy muteness to citing the List of Names.
However exceptional they all are.
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