Drinks that suffer the beauty

Nobody seemed to like Kurosawa Akira, the Japanese filmmaker, who directed influential films like Seven Samurai, Yojimbo, Rashomon…I was the only one heaping praise after praise upon his works. My Japanese friend was the greatest hater of Kurosawa that night as he tried to balance his whiskey on the rocks and his hatred for the dead filmmaker. The Thai guy had never heard of him and was silent throughout the conversation. His only contribution that night was a couple of sodas and a pack of ice and maybe a few confused laughs.

Alongside Kurosawa, Japan gave us filmmakers like Ozu Yasujiro and Mizoguchi Kenji…and writers such as Kenzaburo Oe, Ryūnosuke Akutagawa, Yasunari Kawabata, Yukio Mishima, Murakami Haruki…

What makes their work too great, too perfect that seems surreal and almost melancholic?

The greatness and beauty of all things come after sufferings. Look at all the great literatures of the world. Did they not follow the sufferings of their times?

Too much peace dulls the mind. It’s the tension that rubs the mind off its intellectual capacity. So do I believe.

What about drinks? urgued my friends.

What about it? I said.

It seemed we came to a conclusion. I do not remember what it was.

We were too drunk to remember anything.

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