Originally Posted by Kamen Rider Die (Post 848223)

KAMEN RIDER SABER: TRIO OF DEEP SIN

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?And I miss Tara and Melissa, Allen and John
And you'll never have friends like you did when you were young
But our bodies were pulled away and swept out to the sea
And I'd call and say hi if I thought you'd remember me
?cause some things are worth leaving old memories for?
-The Elected, ?Greetings in Braille?

All memories are loss.

It?s the nature of memory as a past tense. It?s something that happened, but is now over; a feeling tied to a moment that can?t be touched. It?s weightless but ever-present. We say ?haunted by memory? because memories are like ghosts: the aftermath of decisions and actions, loves and their lacking. We go through life accumulating memories, and eventually, the weight of them becomes another obstacle to overcome, a foe to be bested. What happened to the people we were, and the people we knew? What would we have done differently? What do we regret? What do we miss?

Your early 30s is when you inevitably feel it. Your life has started, hopefully. Education and apprenticeship is over, and you?re free to make your own choices. The tight-knit friendships of your youth are exposed as proximity, and steadily peeled away through inattention or circumstance. Best friends become friends become acquaintances become social media reminders of birthdays. It?s no one?s fault. Everyone?s stories are separating, and becoming more complex; the cast of characters getting their own spin-offs, and new supporting casts to go along with them. You get focused on your goals and accompanying milestones: romance, children, career, etc. The parts of your life that were occupied by one group get occupied by another, and the earlier memories start to change shape. What was an in-joke now becomes a solitary secret; a code no one you know now can interpret.

There?s a sorrow to that, the growing up of it all. Time slips away; eight years pass in the blink of an eye. You turn around, and you realize that the people you once talked to every day are the people you haven?t heard from in years. The happier times come up as a marker of distance, of disconnection. Depression kicks in at weird times. There?s a place you want to go, but it?s unreachable. There?s a feeling you remember like yesterday, but so long ago it?s like a story someone told you. It?s hard to have perspective. The memories? it?s all bittersweet. It?s all what isn?t, and the way it?ll never be again. The absence becomes all you can see.

But memories are about things you can?t ever lose.

The time you don?t have with someone doesn?t change the time you did have with them. The loss is only a reminder of what you had, and the value of it. A memory is proof of a thing, not the lack of it. To lash out at the world for what you can only hold in memory is to miss the joy that the memory can bring you. The friendships that change and fade are still friendships you had, friends you made. Resenting the present for not being the past is just a way of denying yourself a future.

It?s not always easy to see those memories as a source of strength. It?s easier, perhaps, to see them as a source of pain, or of sadness. But the hard work of being an adult means finding a way to push forward from a growing lifetime of memories, and find strength in both the good and the bad. Our memories are a story we tell ourselves, and we get to decide how that story makes us feel, and the part it plays in the people we are today.

We get to decide how that story ends.

Originally Posted by Deepsea (Post 848225)

Man this post hurts me in a special way. One of my biggest fears is losing my friends, and it makes me sad to think how they'll drift out of my life. I spend a lot of time worry about falling behind my peers due to my wombo combo of mental disabilities/disorders. I feel like my friends will outgrow me, and leave me behind for being childish/irresponsible.

Also I don't have a great memory for events, so it can be hard to recollect and reminisce. It makes my life feel empty sometimes.

All of this is to say, Deep is kind of a sad person, who struggle a lot to live a fulfilling life, and or set up the things that'll make my life better.

Originally Posted by Enchilada645 (Post 848227)

Well uh... damn.

Yeah that's all I've got.

Originally Posted by Kamen Rider Die (Post 848228)

okay but what did you think of ryoga's facial hair

Originally Posted by Kamen Rider Die (Post 848223)

Originally Posted by Kamen Rider Die (Post 848223)

KAMEN RIDER SABER: TRIO OF DEEP SIN

it?s all bittersweet.

Originally Posted by Enchilada645 (Post 848229)

As a mustache man myself, I think he pulls it off rather well.

Originally Posted by Mesnick (Post 848233)

Fukuda said that this part is called the Quartet of Deep Love because the previous title no longer fit the story.

Originally Posted by Fish Sandwich (Post 848234)

It's maybe hard to describe the difference when you can say much the same about any piece of media, but that's Trio of Deep Sin to me, as much as I feel like describing it. It isn't one movie -- there are as many different versions of it as there are people who have seen it. Or at least, that's my take on it!

Originally Posted by Mesnick (Post 848233)

A film that is considered by many to be the best rider film and just a great film overall, outside of the tokusatsu genre. I'm not even sure if it should count as a tokusatsu, given that the first battle takes place at the 40th minute of the movie, and the protagonist only transforms at all 10 minutes before the end. Cinematography, interesting work with the camera, no obsession with toys - all this is in this great film.

Originally Posted by Fish Sandwich (Post 848234)

I deliberately never wrote a post about this movie.

Originally Posted by Kamen Rider Die (Post 848249)

I really love that Saber opted to make its first V-Cin into a contemplative, character-focused adult drama. It's mature in the way stuff like Amazons and Black Sun never were to me: conflicted about adulthood, desperate to connect emotionally, and melancholy about its superheroics. It's... yeah, it's just a good movie, full stop.