After watching Wim Wenders’ documentary, I now feel a strong desire to explore the works of Yasujirō Ozu, especially Tokyo Story (Tokyo Monogatari), which is often regarded as his masterpiece. I have never seen an Ozu film before, but the beauty and serenity of Wenders’ shots have sparked a deep sense of wanderlust in me. His portrayal of Tokyo in the 80s evokes a longing for a time and place that no longer exists, and while I may never experience that exact Tokyo, the city remains a destination I must visit someday. The 80s was truly a fascinating decade.

Finding that ghost, in a neon jungle, is like trying to hear a whisper in a crowded stadium. It’s a clever, moody heartbeat found inside a city that’s already moved on. ✨