A Not So Silent Voice

Anime can be beautiful. I’m not talking just about the stunning artwork that can be found in certain forms of anime but actual omnipresent beauty, and beauty isn’t something you find much in film of late. Indeed movies with beauty, with true beauty, with moments that capture our breath and leave us gasping, wide eyed and innocent at the screen are quite few and far between.  Naoko Yamada’s ‘Koe no Katachi’ does this with a subtle grace that transcends its medium and becomes something truly memorable.

Shoya Ishida is in the sixth grade when he first meets Shoko Nishimiya, a young girl with a severe hearing disability who has just transferred into the grade school. From the outset Ishida begins to bully her and the girl is very quickly marginalized from the rest of her class. As much as Nishimiya is sweet and innocent, trying again and again to reach out to her fellow classmates for friendship and understanding, for connection, she is met only by cruelty. The opening of the film which shows the horrific bullying Nishimiya endures of a daily basis is raw and brutal. Ishida, as are his classmates, horrid, ugly and unlikable in the extreme as the film begins and things only get worse for the girl. One day Ishida pushes things to far when after he violently rips out her hearing aids, Nishimiya is quickly taken out of school. Everyone quickly points their fingers at Ishida as the person to blame. The boy is ostracized by his classmates, his friends turn swiftly on him and he is left to spend the rest of his days at school as an outsider and pariah. He learns to look down, to avoid contact and interaction and he learns to be alone.

As time goes by Ishida is haunted the memory of Nishimiya and after an unsuccessful suicide attempt he decides to seek her out. Ishida turns from someone who is so very easy to loathe into a person we feel for, a person we pity, a person we truly want to find happniess. As the story moves along and he is forced, rather bewildered, into making human connections with Nishimiyas little sister Yuzuru and a new best friend Tomohiro Nagatsuka, another outcast at school who instantly becomes devoted to him, Ishida starts to see the world again through the deafness of his lonliness.  A Silent Voice is a story about redemption. It’s a story about the broken and the incomplete. It is about finding a peace with ourselves and those we choose to let into our lives and that while we cannot change the crimes of our past we can move on from them. The artwork is  breathtaking, the use of space and movement are perfect and the sound direction and soundtrack are sublime. It is a movie to be experienced without expectation.

It is a love story, a story about us and who we seek to be.



Here We Go Again

Regeneration episodes are tricky beasts. When I was about eight years old I can recall sitting cross legged on my parents living room floor and watching transfixed as Tom Baker (my Doctor) regenerated into a dashing Peter Davison. They still really hadn’t got a handle on a natural fluidity of the regeneration process so each death was as different as the Doctor was who was regenerating. This year sees the end of Peter Capaldi’s 12th Doctor and show runner Steven Moffat in Twice Upon A Time and as stories go it’s, well, it’s alright.

Capaldi is an exceptional Doctor who has been time and time again let down in the writing of his tenure. His first season was the weakest of all the new Who, yes there were some crackers like Listen, Flatline and Mummy on the Orient Express but most of the season was lop sided and badly conceived. It was as if they had no idea themselves as to what this new Doctor was about. He was gruff and unapproachable. An alien and that was all they seemed to have. However, all that can be said of the seasons failing one of them is not Capaldi. He is truly brilliant and his own long history with the character, and the love he has for the role shines through in every scene and I wish that he had been given something truly magical, something a little more moving as his final run. While the 10th Doctor shared much of the same moments with both David Tennant and Russel T Davis jumping ship that version was given a long love letter goodbye and it truly is heartbreaking when he also regenerates against his will. “I don’t want to go” is a beautiful last line before the devastation of his change into number 11. Moffats own first go at a regeneration storyline when Matt Smith left. while not as emotive as Tennants. it did have some lump in the throat moments. Capaldi never got that level of feeling and I think that’s such a tragic end.

Twice Upon A Time finds Capaldi’s Doctor at the South Pole refusing to regenerate after battling the Cybermen and losing both Bill and Nardole. Here he crosses paths with the first Doctor (the always brilliant David Bradley) who is himself on the verge of his first ever regeneration and, in fear of not being himself anymore, also refuses to move on. Here they meet long time Who contributor and Moffat’s Sherlock collaborator Mark Gatiss as the Captain, Pearl Mackie returns as Bill (well kind of) and adventure ensues. Which is kind of the problem. The story is just not that memorable, it’s serviceable yes but it was written by the man who wrote The Day of The Doctor for the 50th anniversary  which is a story that hits all the notes you could want. It showed thought, it showed love and it showed a true understanding of the characters. There was little to none of this here. Bradley’s Doctor was only there for the nostalgia and Capaldi’s wish to somehow have the first Doctor in his run, Bill wasn’t really Bill and Clara showing up had no point and meant very little and at the end of it all, 12 is left alone on the battlefield with everyone gone and nothing left. Once back inside the TARDIS he decides that maybe one more lifetime wouldn’t be so bad and stops fighting, and waits for the change to take him. Matt Smith had some awesome lines in his final moments as the Doctor and Capaldi should have been given something equal to sink his teeth into, to be able to show the depth and feeling of his Doctor but his lines were one dimensional and flat. The only line that had any true worth (apart from not eating pears) was his final line, “Doctor, I let you go”, which as much as elevens last lines of “I shall always remember when the Doctor was me”, was written as much for Capaldi as anyone else. So we are left, as the dust settles and Jodie Whittaker waits to fully take her place in the TARDIS  and with moments of brilliance from the 12th Doctor, it is with true sadness we say goodbye to him.

Bring on 13!