What are your top ten favorite movies?

What stayed with me were never the full stories.

Not the plots, not the endings—

but the fragments, the music, and the words that echoed long after the screen went dark.

When I was a child, my favorite films were Miyazaki’s animations.

Especially Castle in the Sky.

I didn’t understand any deeper meaning back then—I was simply fascinated by the floating city and the flying machines. It felt like a secret base hidden in a dream, something I wanted to revisit again and again.

In junior high, Titanic became the talk of our generation.

Everyone could hum the theme song, and some even shouted “I’m the king of the world!” on the schoolyard. The plot has faded in my memory, but that shared moment of youth has stayed.

As time went on, I forgot most of the stories, yet certain fragments remained.

Like the U.S. president’s final speech in a doomsday movie: “God bless, and good luck to you.”

Or that scene in the Japanese drama Chance, where Takuya Kimura stood before the crowd and said: “I am the same as all of you.”

And then, there was the music.

The grand themes of disaster films, carrying a sense of tragic heroism.

Way Back Into Love, a gentle spark of hope from my youth.

The soundtrack of Orange Days, soft and tinged with melancholy.

The full stories may have slipped away, but the fragments and the music stayed.

They are markers in time, reminding me of the moments when my heart raced, when my eyes grew warm, and when life—just for an instant—felt different.