I watched this movie on the on-board entertainment while flying over the Atlantic from Zurich to Chicago. I have an on and off relationship with learning Japanese, so I thought why not, I might pick up some words. I was seated in seat B in between two slavic gentlemen in seats A (window) and C (isle). I had requested a window seat as I always do because I like recording the view outside, but Swiss had other ideas. I got so disappointed when the gentleman in the window seat got an absolutely fantastic view of downtown Chicago during landing, and I couldn't record it. Argh!

Anyway, it was during the pandemic (and as of this writing we're still in it) and I opted not to eat the in-flight meal as I didn't want to take off my mask and eat while the two gentlemen were also eating. I don't know why three people eating within 30cm of each other is even allowed during a pandemic. I was a bit hungry, so choosing this movie might have been a mistake.

This movie is all about our two protagonists going to yakiniku restaurants. They lift the food straight into the camera and the lady protagonist absolutely loves to say "oishiiiiiii!!!" in all different manners of ecstasy. She does it multiple times in the movie. The guy protagonist on the other hand is just an iceberg. He doesn't smile once in the whole movie. Maybe he's some bad boy in Japan and was trying to preserve his image. Yes, yes, he does have some personal issues in the movie too which might explain his lack of emotion. He also pretends that cooking yakiniku is an art form and he grills it for the right amount of time then turns it around, and then again and again as if he's some sort of connoisseur. He does this four or five times in the movie. I am not totally convinced that this matters at all in the taste. Looks like a gimmick or autosuggestion.

All in all it was an ok movie to pass the time, albeit a bit repetitive in its themes.