About the Film
And so begins the unscripted rabbit-hole exploration of female adolescence that is “Infinite Foundation”, Akira Osaki’s answer to a saturated sea of teen dramas teeming with wave upon wave of overly familiar tropes, characters, and storylines. While his film crams its fair-share of these into its drawn-out 102 minutes Osaki’s unconventional execution of an otherwise mundane scenario does a good job of separating itself from the shoal, pushing his young cast of mostly first-timers to the limits of improvisation, fully grounding the reality of his story with a smidgen of authenticity and real-world accuracy. Unshackled from the limitations of a godlike voice Osaki’s performers react to their set-piece situations in the way they themselves would. But while this is certainly freeing and a breath of fresh air, does it necessarily feel real? Palpable? Believable?
Filled to the rafters with sacks of abandoned materials and supplies like unfinished maze walls, colourful with some sense of order, the warehouse boasts a secret many will never discover, forever lacking something quaint yet no less eccentric. For within this makeshift home resides a songstress, long forgotten by the annals of time and memory; clad in school uniform her longing heart and ukulele sing harmoniously waiting to be heard by anyone in tune with the most minutiae of sensitivities. And who shall stumble upon the songstress’ song but a wandering soul, lost in her own bubble floating through life in a daydream of doodles and ideas. As if enchanted by what she hears, our coasting protagonist is about to have her life change in an unimaginable way.