God give me the zen calm of the great Toshiro Mifune in the part in Rashomon where he's been caught, and is resigned to his fate and probably thinks he deserves it. And as the court hears part of the case against him, he stares up at the sky, soaking in the experience of life for a little bit longer, before they inevitably have his neck. There is still some harsh, barking laughter to come before that end, but that look up into the infinite is eternal
The only thing cooler than that is the way he scratches himself in the afternoon heat before the shit goes down.
That's the main thing I always remember from Rashomon. Other people might remember other things.
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