"i can't believe childhood is over."
"it was going to end one way or another. and what a happy end."

this film is a part of me now. i can feel it in me with every breath i take; with every beat of my heart. i don't think this melancholy tale of childhood and sisterhood and womanhood and sorrow and joy and pure kindness and love and nostalgia will ever fail to make tears silently stream down my face...there are…

there's a scene in this film where a teenage girl's crush comes over to her house. he knows she likes him, so he immediately starts roughly touching her and they have sex. it's not exactly assault, but it's not really sex, either - she is stone-faced and unenthusiastic. the next day, she tells her friend about it and sorrowfully says "there's still my first kiss", and her friend leans over and gently kisses her - not a romantic kiss, but…

what a beautiful movie, visually and thematically. i can't begin to express how happy it makes me that 13 year old girls (especially asian girls) have this film to let them know that being perpetually embarrassed, angry, horny, and sad is completely normal, not something they have to suppress or be ashamed of. 13 is around the age when i started to make myself smaller in order to make others - specifically boys - more comfortable, and this film lets…

watching my dad and my favorite movie in imax with him was such a special experience. i started crying before anything had even happened because i already felt the weight of the grief that this movie holds: the grief of sacrificing being there while your children grow up to ensure that every child can grow up, the grief of realizing that your daughter aged 23 years in 3 hours, the grief of seeing your elderly daughter on her deathbed and…