I know Tetsuya Nakashima is more known for his work on Kamikaze Girls but I would say that Memories of Matsuko is so far, his best work. At least when it comes to visual storytelling. Not that the film is perfect but it's really the effort paid in its visuals that sweeps you off your feet. Memories of Matsuko is the lovechild of Confessions, Kamikaze Girls and The World of Kanako. When it comes to visuals, it comes close to Girls, the down spiral storytelling is reminiscent of Confessions, while the almost poetic-nihilism sounds like Kanako. But the film stands at its own. I'd say, Memories of Matsuko is probably the most visually-appealing film that I've ever seen. Yes, it also resembles Amelie and Moulin Rouge. And to me, an alternate version of a Tim Burton film. I cannot emphasize enough just how beautiful this film looks. With heavy overtones, almost exaggerated, it always seems on edge—keeping us anticipated. And given its rather, tragic narrative, you can't help but not feel sentimental about it because of the way it's presented—at least visually. This film is really that one that narrates it from beginning to the end. Not perfectly but never failing to highlight the important parts—and connect them as they go. Each one almost shown with immense beauty. Romanticized. Highlighted. Intensified. Because of this, despite Matsuko's struggles in life—it's done in a way that doesn't make it overly teleserye/soap-opera style drama but in a more, comical way. That said, the film is indeed far from perfect. It's more than 2 hours run is exhausting especially since the narrative follows a pattern—she finds a man, falls in love/depends on him and then gets abandoned. In a moral sense, the film fails at showing us something strong. Yes, Matsuko is a strong character for having to endure such a life and to keep going. But in a way, it always make you question just how true is "It's all about giving than receiving." You see, how can you keep giving, unconditionally without receiving what you deserve? How can you put up with shitty men who use you, betray you and leave you and be okay with it? Instead of showing us that we should depend on others for our happiness and survival, why can't we depend on ourselves, if after all, all we have is our self? What is wrong with being alone? What is the fear and the shame in that when every one who we tried to accept in our lives, just ends up stepping over us? I mean, in the end, Matsuko retreats to her world...but if she decided so, why couldn't she have made that opportunity in to a positive one, at least for herself? Does she think so little for herself? Does she think it's all about giving another person love unconditionally but not yourself? Isn't that more toxic than being alone? That is my primary issue with the film. In a way, it shows us that as long as we love others, then what, we can die happily? Don't glorify death like that as if she actually lived a happy life. In a way, it's extreme normalizing and telling us that the only way to be happy is—to be with a man. Of course not. So, to answer her constant, Why Matsuko, darling, it's simply because all you have to do is love yourself. You prefer solitude, withdrawal, hikokomori? Sure. Go ahead. But at least you love yourself. But the visual really took my breathe away and I can't deny that despite its sloppy narrative and storytelling, I did enjoy that film. But I'm acknowledging that this isn't a perfect film. If you look past the moral sense (and just enjoy it as a film by itself, I didn't because I had to analyze the film for my film class) then yes, this is great.