自耕．酪梨

My love for artificial limbs had started out of nowhere and would soon be gone in no time.

It all began with what was influenced by subconsciousness and was double-checked as my digital-audio player was going through The LAST SUMURAI's torrential flowing of background melody. Limbs being cut down between battles, up-and-down slow-motions of the Samurai knives being replayed one time and another, the full power that nothing else could have left stamped heavily upon me. That's from where this title derived.

I didn't enjoy the plotline or the acting of the stunning Koyuki(小雪) as it was obviously an overbeautified film-making. Yet without doubt it left its mark and that's just the way how Hollywood industries worked well. Cheers.