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This is such weird one
Wandering is one of those movies that doesn’t sit right. You watch it, and afterwards you feel this strong urge to talk about it, to explain what it made you feel, but the words just don’t fully come. It’s unsettling.
Plot**
The story follows 9-year-old Sarasa, who loses her father to cancer and is sent to live with her aunt, her aunt’s husband, and her 14-year-old cousin. Her aunt sees her as a burden and as someone who will only cause trouble. The worst part is also that her cousin does bad things to her every night. Sarasa already feels unwanted and out of place.
One day at a park, she meets 19-year-old Fumi. When Sarasa tells him she doesn’t want to go home, he tells her she can go with him. Weeks pass, and the entire country becomes consumed by the news of a kidnapped 9-year-old girl. Years later, when Sarasa is an adult, she meets Fumi again.
The story feels strange, and I’m still not sure if my understanding is completely correct.
When you watch the movie, you mostly see things from Sarasa’s perspective. In her memories, she is living in a house with a 19-year-old who feeds her and provides for her. It sometimes feels calm. Almost normal.
But then there is the world’s perspective: a 9-year-old girl has been taken by a 19-year-old man ( if you know what I mean). That is kidnapping. That carries obvious and disturbing implications.
As Sarasa grows up, her flashbacks sometimes make their relationship seem almost platonic. Yet there are small moments that hint something isn’t right, subtle signs that make you uncomfortable and question Fumi’s intentions. The film never clearly defines him as purely evil, but it also never lets you feel safe about him.
That’s what makes it so hard to interpret.
It becomes even more conflicting because Sarasa’s life before meeting Fumi was already painful and unstable. Compared to the emotional neglect she experienced at home, her time with him might feel different in her memory. And that creates this uncomfortable grey area that the film refuses to resolve.
So I wonder, is she remembering it as safer than it was? Is trauma reshaping her perception? Is the movie intentionally blurring the lines between personal memory and social reality?
I found it difficult to fully grasp what the film wanted me to conclude. It doesn’t guide you toward a clear moral statement. Instead, it leaves you in that tension, between sympathy and discomfort, between perspective and reality.
Wandering isn’t an easy watch. It’s not a film that wraps things up neatly. It leaves you questioning what you saw and how you feel about it, and maybe that lingering confusion is exactly what it’s meant to do.
Plot**
The story follows 9-year-old Sarasa, who loses her father to cancer and is sent to live with her aunt, her aunt’s husband, and her 14-year-old cousin. Her aunt sees her as a burden and as someone who will only cause trouble. The worst part is also that her cousin does bad things to her every night. Sarasa already feels unwanted and out of place.
One day at a park, she meets 19-year-old Fumi. When Sarasa tells him she doesn’t want to go home, he tells her she can go with him. Weeks pass, and the entire country becomes consumed by the news of a kidnapped 9-year-old girl. Years later, when Sarasa is an adult, she meets Fumi again.
The story feels strange, and I’m still not sure if my understanding is completely correct.
When you watch the movie, you mostly see things from Sarasa’s perspective. In her memories, she is living in a house with a 19-year-old who feeds her and provides for her. It sometimes feels calm. Almost normal.
But then there is the world’s perspective: a 9-year-old girl has been taken by a 19-year-old man ( if you know what I mean). That is kidnapping. That carries obvious and disturbing implications.
As Sarasa grows up, her flashbacks sometimes make their relationship seem almost platonic. Yet there are small moments that hint something isn’t right, subtle signs that make you uncomfortable and question Fumi’s intentions. The film never clearly defines him as purely evil, but it also never lets you feel safe about him.
That’s what makes it so hard to interpret.
It becomes even more conflicting because Sarasa’s life before meeting Fumi was already painful and unstable. Compared to the emotional neglect she experienced at home, her time with him might feel different in her memory. And that creates this uncomfortable grey area that the film refuses to resolve.
So I wonder, is she remembering it as safer than it was? Is trauma reshaping her perception? Is the movie intentionally blurring the lines between personal memory and social reality?
I found it difficult to fully grasp what the film wanted me to conclude. It doesn’t guide you toward a clear moral statement. Instead, it leaves you in that tension, between sympathy and discomfort, between perspective and reality.
Wandering isn’t an easy watch. It’s not a film that wraps things up neatly. It leaves you questioning what you saw and how you feel about it, and maybe that lingering confusion is exactly what it’s meant to do.
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