One more time, one more chance

For those who never see this movie before, I strongly recommend this for you.
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The name of the movie is "Five Centimeters per Second" which is the time for a piece of sakura falling down to the ground. I don't know how romantic we are but I do know people change between the romance they pursue and the reality they live in.

The movie chooses a simple first love story to express a sophisticated life in which everyone must grow up after experiencing a sentimental love in the teenage age. As we grow up, all kinds of social issues rise up and we gradually lose the pureness of childhood. Who can still start a simple and pure love as it was in our teens?

The rhetoric of words here is just as simple as the word itself is, love. And yet, with the reality which force the love change as time passed by. The plot is mainly composed with interior monologue of the protagonist, which let you, the audience, feel like that you are reading through a secret diary written in your teens. It is so familiar that it can reach the softest part of your soul. You could take such a position to cherish your teenage love and in such a warm and beautiful way to recall him or her who is deep inside there in your memory. It just likes a time machine for you to look back yourself several years ago. Then you get a chance to remember your first love, your first romance and your first precious memory.

The music itself contributes a lot for the whole atmosphere in this movie. With the singer sings "one more time, one more chance", the video shows all the memory from a child to an adult. What is the romance? It is not the wealthy life we are seeking now but the wish that we could go to visit the cherry tree in front of your house again sometime. It is not the luxury we wanna buy but the courage a teen has to bear the cold and hunger to go such a far way for a meet.

The story ends in the crowd in Tokyo. Though the actor and the actress of the film are still in the same city, they have no chance to meet any more. Most of the first loves all ended with no results following. But luckily enough, we still have the choice to miss the romance we missed.

It is not about the result, though everyone want a perfect ending. Love is an experience more than a result since there are always other factors which contribute or block it. Once you owned it, once you lost it. One more time and one more chance, at least you were the leading actor of the memorable romance, a groovy kind of love.