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The beautiful cinematography of 10Dance - Silhouettes
The beautiful cinematography of 10Dance - Silhouettes
How was that? Did you feel like a princess?
10DANCE / テンダンス (2025) Dir. Ōtomo Keishi.
The beautiful cinematography of 10Dance - Reaching
Have you ever experienced love at first sight?
From haters to lovers?
I was pissed. With him. Everything about him. His superiority. His dance possession.
And then suddenly I understood. It was never hate. It was yearning. I wish he felt the same way.
He kissed me. I fainted. I danced with him. But I was never paradise. He left. He didn’t want to cross the line.
He broke me. I gave him space. To be free
I tried to confront him but I realised people should not be bonded with our yearning. They will come back if they want.
He came back. I guess.
Have you experienced this kind of love?
気づいたら、完全にコントロールを失っていた。
ダンスの神々がそう望んだのなら、それに逆らう権利なんて私にはなかったんだ、そうだろう?
May this love find us ....
A dancer once said, "Love sometimes arrives without warning, in ways we don't expect." Hidden longings. Passion beyond description. Beautiful and elegant. Wild and fierce. A subtle game of give and take. To whom do we whisper our love? What compels us to hold someone's hand? Perhaps dance is the perfect vessel for love to grow.
MACHIDA KEITA as SUGIKI SHINYA & TAKEUCHI RYOMA as SUZUKI SHINYA 10DANCE / テンダンス (2025) Dir. Ōtomo Keishi
I won’t, I promise.
10Dance by Keishi Otomo
When Sugiki tells Suzuki what he did to Fusako, he is also letting Suzuki see him for who he truly is, a gentleman in disguise, a ruthless man, a grim reaper who will do whatever it takes to win. He even admits a secret that he actually enjoyed being a puppet master to Fusako, that he loved controlling her. This is the moment where he lets his mask slip and dares Suzuki This is me. I’m unlikeable. I dare you to like me. Do you hate me now?
Suzuki responds with one word Lame. Boring in the exact Japanese. Suzuki is essentially saying, Stop with your self hatred. You did what you had to do at the time. Don’t make a big deal out of it. Stop drowning yourself in self pity, it’s pathetic. Be your authentic self. I would rather see you as the grim reaper you are than as someone pretentious. I see the real you, and I like you. I accept you, flaws and all.
Then Suzuki abruptly leaves.
Sugiki is left stunned. How this guy disregards his shortcomings so easily and doesn’t judge him. Sugiki feels relieved. Yet, with that dismissive parting word, fear creeps in. What if he starts to hate me? I can’t let him hate me. If I don’t go after him right now, I may never see him again.
Sugiki is overwhelmed, and panic sets in. The loud sound of a speeding train in the background, accompanied by the blaring siren of an ambulance, symbolizing that the moment is slipping away. A sense of urgency takes hold, as if he will lose him forever if he doesn’t go after him at that very moment.
Sugiki runs, breathless, heart pounding, desperate. And there he finds Suzuki, inside the train. Sugiki can’t hold himself back. He rushes forward and grabs Suzuki, but before he can do anything, Suzuki kisses him. The world tilts, the train moves, and everything around them ceases to exist. It’s only them against the whole world.
This is the first time we see Sugiki being himself. Carefree. Unguarded. Unafraid. Just him and Suzuki, lost in their own little universe, holding each other, pushing, pulling, kissing, dancing, being happy, being alive, being free.
The 10 Dance.
forehead touch
Άσε με για λίγο να χαθώ
Εκεί που για μια στιγμή ανακούφιση νιώθω
Μην μου πάρεις ότι με κρατάει ζωντανό
Την καρδιά μου ζέστανε, πριν πάλι κρύψω τον ανελέητο μου πόθο.
Αν ποτέ επιστρέψεις να σου πω μόνο ετούτο:
πως το χάδι στον καθέναν αφήνει άλλον πλούτο.
Στον έναν φως και γαλήνη, στον άλλον κραυγή,
Σε εμένα μόνο λαχτάρα και βαθιά πληγή.
10DANCE | テンダンス (2025) — dir. Otomo Keishi
It’s like a wave, a current. I feel it so intensively. Just by holding his hands..
©️ Edit by gippeumjoy on instagram all rights to Netflix.
A Greek Poet once said:
Longing, in truth, to walk once more love’s narrow pass,
until the darkness falls, a day that smells of death…
A deep and mournful strait, I’ll carry it for long, alas,
remembering what it costs my heart to cross it yet.
So be it - what’s the use? I’m always seeking still
the kiss: last kiss, first kiss, desired with burning will.
I seek the kiss that many promised me in vain,
yet none was ever able, not once, to ease my pain.
Perhaps one day, when I am lost, returning to the deep,
and Night and I, in secrecy, once more as partners meet,
that unreachable kiss I longed for endlessly
it’ll bring me back at last, as an old debt owed to me.
The poem is titled “Erotiko” and was written by Napoleon Lapathiotis for the great love of his life; in Greek, the poem forms an acrostic spelling his beloved’s name.
©️ to the owner
Movie: 10Dance
My beloved Grandma,
I walked through our garden today—the one you loved and cared for so patiently. We’re looking after it now, and in every flower, I see a trace of you. 🌸
You didn’t just plant trees here.
You gave it your heart.
Miss you
So yeah, I remember.
Many things: The soul that it was burnt by our glance, our hand touch, my grief for your pride and my inside lust for you.
I dare you to look into your soul and ask how you feel if I am ever going to even glance you. Do you feel burned? Devastated? Passionated?
I dare all of it. Because I am the one who did not keep it: That rainy day when I expressed it all. I found you so hateful and yet so irresistible. You leaned to kiss me but my turn down for your personality, made you slip away.
Run. Hear my name and run. Run away from the lust. From the memories. From your only chance to love unconditionally.
I didn't. Yet, I remember it all.
Ποιος είμαι εγώ χωρίς το φως σου
την ζεστασιά χωρίς το πρόσωπό σου
ποιος είμαι εγώ χωρίς τις νύχτες σου
ποιος είμαι εγώ χωρίς το φως σου
τι ζεστασιά χωρίς το πρόσωπό σου
ποιος είμαι εγώ χωρίς τις νύχτες σου
τις βαθιές τις οδύνες σου
ποιος είμαι εγώ χωρίς την αγάπη σου
εξορία και άστεγος μακριά απ' τη γύμνια σου
ποιος είμαι εγώ χωρίς το φιλί μου στο στήθος σου
Τις πληγές σου χωρίς απ' το βουβό παρελθόν σου
ποιος είμαι εγώ μακριά απ' την έρημη αυλή σου
πηγάδι γίνε με δάκρυα ισορροπώ στη σιωπή σου
αν φορώ μόνο μαύρα είναι μόνο για χάρη σου
είμαι το ξάγρυπνο φεγγάρι σου.
Για τον Θάνο. Που έδωσε κάποτε μια γλαφυρή, απαισιόδοξη μα ερωτική μορφή στην ελληνικη ποίηση. Τον ευχαριστώ για τα τραγούδια του. Εκεί ένιωσα τον έρωτα. Εκεί ταυτίζομαι. Εκεί νιώθω ζωντανή.
Όπως κάποτε τραγούδησε:
Σβήνω τα ίχνη απ’ τα ψέματα μας
παραπατάω στην σιωπή
έγινε η απώλεια συνήθειά μας
κι ο έρωτας μια άρρωστη κραυγή .
Αφιερωμένο σε αυτούς που δεν φοβούνται την αλήθεια και έχουν αγαπήσει κάποιον περισσότερο από όσο αντέχουν και από τον ίδιο τους τον εαυτό.
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Till our eyes will meet again, I just want you to know that we have fated to desire each other.
That our lust will always be lust. Our glance can burn the cold between us and within people's talks, our bodies will be trembled by the repressed past.
My love your paintings have never been better. Whenever I try to go, you Federico are my station, my hug for homeland.
Salvador...I become raw as you once said: The poems are now arrows that aim for people's deepest fears, desires and wishes. The motive you gave me, it makes me sail away. A power that I have never thought I can write.
{Till we meet again}
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Andalusian love: Federico Garcia Lorca y Salvador Dali