Camila Ozu Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Yokohama

Yo, it’s bad bitch o’clock! I’m vibin’ like Lizzo, spillin’ tea on “whore” – yeah, that word’s a trip. Sittin’ here thinkin’ bout *The Great Beauty*, my fave flick, all that messy, gorgeous chaos of Rome, y’know? “Whore” hits me like Jep Gambardella struttin’ through them wild parties – bold, loud, judgin’ nobody! Like, “I’ve lived my life, now what?” – that’s the vibe.

Tokyo Story

Yasujiro Ozu is the kind of filmmaker, like Robert Altman in the 70s or Godard in the 60s, whose films achieve an individual greatness that is dwarfed only by their collective brilliance. One .

After that, I decide to chill at this little café on Shōwa-dōri. The coffee there? Pure magic. I order a latte, and the barista, this cool chick, draws a cat on the foam. I’m like, “Wow, you’re an artist too!” She laughs, and I’m feeling all warm inside.

Better Than Ozu and Kurosawa: Mizoguchi