From Journey Under the Midnight Sun, the first Higashino Keigo novel I encountered, to Akai Yubi, it is the emotion of human nature as opposed to the pure logical detection that fascinates the bulk of its followers. In the series of inspector Kaga Kyouichiro, Akai Yubi shows it impressively in particular. If only focusing on the perspective of the old mother in the story, it's nothing more than a redemption tale. I feel no sympathy to the young poor murderer, nor to the parents who provide the inglorious protection. The final confession for the unrecoverable mistake that Maehara makes is worth nothing. But the tears from the senile old mother cover too much. It is never an easy thing to treat the old as they really want to be treated, and more difficult to see them as they truly are.
Me personally, can never imagine what that grandmother is thinking when she hears to be sentenced by her own son, not even accepting her image portrayed as an innocent grandma scapegoated for that coward grandson. So what makes this happening? It is answered in the film when Maehara shouting at his cowardly son escaping from everything. He feels guilty because he performed a terrible son as if his son is now performing. Maehara as a son does not notice anything. The abnormal behaviors of that old lady should be sensed long before, and it is attributed to the missing of a passed partner, his dad.
A heavy lipstick, a destined traged, a nicely constructed investigation, and so on and so far reflect to the issue of how to love the ones around you, the kids as well as the old. Life is usually felt and understood through one tiny scope, the moment that touches your heart, the image that makes you warm. Seeing the fingers with heavy lipstick, shall one perceives the hardship that every family owns.
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