Themes of death and sickness drive their tale to a stunning climax, and highlight the complexity many of our close relationships face when presented with grievous adversity. Their story touches upon the relationship of childhood and parenthood in a beautiful way, highlighting the juxtaposition of flaws and virtues that humanizes and defines parents. The layers upon layers of Kousei’s relationship with his mother, Saya, are absolutely wonderful to watch unfold, bereft with a carnality and emotion that extends far beyond Kousei’s own perspective. Far deeper, despite being about a group of 14 year old children, the story of Your Lie in April is a tragic, powerful weave of metaphors about the reaches of the human heart and the fundamental tragedy of life. Along with Kousei’s two close childhood friends, the story unfolds as a particularly touching coming-of-age tale of romance and dreams, and the premise is established quite early that the story will unfold Kousei’s growth from troubled child to master pianist.īut, like I said, that’s just the superficial face to the story. Foiling him is the surrealist Kaori, a vibrant violinist striving to make every moment of her life count as if it were her last. The viewer soon explores the good reasons for his solemnity, which involves a convoluted tale of tragedy, abuse, grief, depression, and inadequacy. Each has a unique and well-developed backstory, particularly that of our primary protagonist, Kousei, who sifts through day to day life as a defunct prodigy. On the surface, the series is a poignant drama involving a group of talented kids striving to master classical music. Thus, when I stumbled upon Your Lie in April by chance, the series immediately pinged me in a special and unique way that hit remarkably close to home. Though more recently I’ve grown a certain fondness for all things piano and have considered trying to once again learn, it’s still a bit of a personal thorn that I have not been able to remove. For a time when I was younger she encouraged me to follow in her footsteps, but my lack of musical aptitude left me frustrated and I never picked it up. Pass a few more years along, life dolled out its misfortunes, and ultimately she was left unable to play. Story: Many moons ago, my mother was a pianist of such talent that she was teaching adults by the age of 14.
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