a touch of fever (1993) dir. ryosuke hashiguchi
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a touch of fever (1993) dir. ryosuke hashiguchi
二十才の微熱 | A TOUCH OF FEVER (1993) dir. Ryosuke Hashiguchi Tatsuru and Shinichirō are two young male hustlers in Japan. The older one, Tatsuru, disconnects himself from his emotions in order to perform his job. The younger Shinichirō, meanwhile, grows uncomfortable with the work once he has fallen in love with Tatsuru. After Shinichirō gets thrown out of his parents' house, he stays at Tatsuru's apartment, and their once casual relationship awkwardly develops into something else. (link in title)
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Like Grains of Sand | 渚のシンドバッド (1995) dir. Hashiguchi Ryosuke
Like Grains of Sand/ 渚のシンドバッド (1995), dir. Ryosuke Hashiguchi.
Ryōsuke Hashiguchi
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
DOB: 13 July 1962
Ethnicity: Japanese
Occupation: Director, screenwriter, producer, actor
29 Dec 2024 - Like Grains of Sand (Ryosuke Hashiguchi, 1995)
Most days, I see him in me, the man I've spent years trying to leave behind. His voice creeps into my own, his habits ghost my movements, his anger flickers behind my eyes. I can see him in the way I snap at someone I love, in the way I flinch at kindness as if it's just a trick, or even when I hold my silence when I should speak.
I hate it. I hate the parts of me that remind me of him. It's as if he carved himself into my bones, left his fingerprints on the way I breathe.
Sometimes I wonder if the pieces he left behind are all I'll ever be. But then, I catch myself, on the rare day when I am gentle, or brave, or kind, despite the noise in my head. And I think that maybe I can be more. Or maybe I already am.