This chapter made me dream again.
Makoto Ojiro reached the pinnacle of the art, I look at her pages and think, "this is unfilmable".
It's easy to do a movie like they did with Insomnia. This story is the same, the cast acts the same characters. But even if the direction, photography and sound were better, I still think it's impossible to reproduce the mood her pages exudes.
Specially nowadays, with digital cameras of the highest and most pristine image quality.
The stories Makoto Ojiro draws belong to long past cinematographic age, with other technical priorities and technologies.
I can't imagine her pages filmed on anything other than 35/16mn film stock.
I feel they demand those particular colors, contrast and texture of the past.