Cottontail review – beautifully understated Japanese-English bereavement road trip drama
In this case, the cantankerous, recklessly independent widower is Kenzaburo, played by the remarkable Japanese actor Lily Franky (Shoplifters) in a performance that's a masterclass in understated anguish. Kenzaburo lost his wife to dementia before she lost her life, but, a lifelong fan of Beatrix Potter, she made him promise to take her ashes from Tokyo to the shores of Windermere in Cumbria. A delicate gem of a film, with a powerhouse turn from Franky.
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