"You don't have to be so polite to me"
A debut, sincere and probably a bit personal film about memories and trying to hold them back.
36 frames, with the preceding caption, more like a gust of feelings, written on a napkin than a calibrated and long-chosen title. This is how the memories of the heroine whose life is to take pictures are reproduced.
Sai is a nature search specialist for filming. We meet her in the middle of a half-abandoned building, methodically clicking the camera. Together with a previously unknown colleague (Oom), they inspect a former hotel for lovers, looking for a place with history.
“If you don’t look through the camera, it will be more beautiful,” Oom comments on the hasty photos, when Sai does not look at the bird, but only rushes to film it.
But the technique fails, and now it is difficult to reproduce the events of the day that Sai so wants to return.
A network of light, not devoid of depth dialogue, a warm light in the frame and gentle, sentimental music create poetry, for which many so love small-event and romantic Asian cinema.
"Where are we?" the technician asks in the film. And I say, "About the tenth take, where behind the scenes a stranger asks to take a photo together and smiles." I can't see a smile, I can feel it.