I did too. And it wasn't just because I have lived in Japan since 1985 and have seen a country rebuild itself from the horror of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, and is now rebuilding itself since 3/11. It is because I choose to take a moment in time and make it live, make it love, with the invitation of a beautiful scene and an emotional, intelligent director. I do not sit there and wait, wait, wait until I am thoroughly, yes I am now 100% convinced on all emotional and intellectual levels and will now deign to offer my few feeble claps. I also like to clap sad solo hotel pianists who are doing their best, and lonely broke buskers. Why the hell not? A film can come alive, as if it was a concert, if we choose to participate.
Arigato!
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