Hey! Wait! I got a new complaint

Lately been feeling so depressed. This pain is killing me. Now I know why Kurt Cobain had turned to heroin to ease his stomach pains when health science was not able to cure him, and how he creates such grungy murky effects with his Jagstang. How much is enough? A few minutes can be more than enough. One whole day may never be enough to the insatiable mind. The depressing Japanese postwar films, they’re not of much help. I can use theories of communications and new media to analyse it, but that’s beside the point. The point is that you still feel depressed no matter how objective you look at it. Simply because the director has succeeded. Yasujiro Ozu, you have portrayed the human fear of mortality very well in Tokyo Story. For that, I salute you and I mourn for your demise. Now, why the did you make the poor grandmother die? After painting such a rosy picture of everything that was going on, why her and not the stoic grandfather? Why were the second generation Japanese so heartless? All she wanted was to spend some quality time with her children, why did you think of ways and means to send them off to some spa trip in Tokyo? You selfish mercenary capitalist unfilial freeloaders of your parents’ suffering…