Satoshi Kon's Perfect Blue is one of my top 5 favorites. Though my favorites keep growing, they never retire and instead make room for more. This is one such movie I'll always find a place for, somewhere in the top. Is it really that good? Or am I overselling? I couldn't tell you. Most art that I have ever deeply liked, I have failed to write about them. The attempt feels disingenuous at first; not enough words in the dictionary to explain the phenomena of encountering a film that is both deeply disturbing and purgatory. For a 12-year-old, the first encounter is confusing and raw, unlike anything she's ever seen. For a 26-year-old, the ignorance has been replaced with the knowledge that art exists beyond pleasure and comfort. It is an unravelling unto itself. The grim reality of Perfect Blue is a prediction about the future; a sinister world of parasocial relationships, constant belligerent paranoia, and mass surveillance. Perfectly blue horrors we have grown immune to.