My Rainy Days (2009): Movie Review

Nozomi Sasaki in My Rainy Days (2009)

My Rainy Days leaves its conscious, woke viewer with mixed feelings.

7/10 IMDb

Nozomi Sasaki and Shosuke Tanihara in My Rainy Days

My Rainy Days did not spark controversy.

Neither did it raise brows when it gained popularity with an international audience. Most reviews by online audiences seem nonchalant about the fact that an older man is dancing along to the fancies of a minor. Everyone is obsessed with how the director captures the romance in a simple story and presents it in such a deliciously palatable format. Props to the director Yuri Kanchiko for this — it sure is a skill to make your audience conveniently forget about the controversial aspects of your film.

Every frame in My Rainy Days is an artsy photograph.

The story isn’t “risky” in any way.

It evades depiction of any and all possible dangers involved in Enjo-kōsai. Mistreatment by pimps is almost non-existent because Rio is apparently a strictly professional, heartless queen. When Rio decided to put an end to her services in compensated dating, Yuuji (played by Motoki Fukami), the stupidly chivalrous pimp, accepts it with grace and leaves Rio in peace — something that would never happen in a real life setting. There is a scene where Rio receives a call from Kouki and abandons her client for the night in the middle of the street to get to him. She does this without any consequences, but under normal circumstances a man would be very offended and resort to violence of some kind.

The director steers clear of sexual connotations and focuses on motifs — a naked Rio on a bed surrounded by cash.

The most striking part of the movie is probably its lesson in expensive fashion taste.

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