I have been meaning to catch an artistic movie but our theatres seem to only be filled with blockbusters and other crap, some of which I wouldn’t even watch if you paid me. The trailers seem to indicate pure violence, unimaginative dialogue and no redeeming qualities. (The Expendables 2, I’m talking about you). Since I saw the captivating trailer, I have been longing for ‘Jiro Dreams of Sushi’ to be shown. It seemed to be in the coming attractions for the longest time.
I finally got to watch it and it was brilliant. The cinematography, together with the musical score, had me transfixed. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this inspired. The dedication and perfectionist work ethic of the main character, 85-year-old Jiro, is awesome to behold. It’s very rare for me to watch a movie twice, but this one I can. The documentary will also make you long for sushi this good. Makes me want to venture beyond my usual california rolls and inari (mostly to cater to people outside of Japan), and try more of the raw sushi like tuna.
This may be a bit off tangent, but I couldn’t help but think if our PM, Lee Hsien Loong feels a similar kind of pressure. I’m sure everyone is familiar with the perfectionist work standards of Lee Kuan Yew whom to everyone is the man behind the Singapore miracle. I’ve heard stories that he would tolerate no error and as a result there were hardly any errors made. Makes me wonder also about children of parents with high standards or even children of celebrities. Very hard to fill those shoes.
Even with my humble parents, I feel I can never be as good as they were. In my mind, no one else can compare to them.