I watched a japanese movie called "Departures" recently. Such a nice film, the story is about an out-of-work cellist who accepts a job as a "Nokanashi" or "encoffineer" (which means undertaker) in order to provide for himself and his young wife. Daigo Kobayashi, the main actor, is a talented musician, but when his orchestra is abruptly disbanded, he suddenly finds himself without a source of steady income. Making the decision to move back to his small hometown, Daigo answers a classified advertisement for a company called "Departures," mistakenly assuming that he will be working for a travel agency. Upon discovering that he will actually be preparing the bodies of the recently deceased for their trip to the afterlife, Daigo accepts the position as gatekeeper between life and death and gradually gains a greater appreciation for life. But while Daigo's wife and friends universally despise his new line of work, he takes a great amount of pride in the fact that he is helping to ensure that the dead receive a proper send-off from this state of being. I cried few times when i'm watching this film, such a nice film which potraits respect of the living to the death, while defines how helpless could it be when someone who is closed to you has passed away.
Suddenly I'm thinking of my parents, when their day is come, how should I react and face that???
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