But Natsumi has a secret agenda: she tries to find out why her mother left the island, and why that ruined Reiko's happiness so much. As Natsumi's digging causes old secrets to surface, anger and spite may turn out to be stronger than family relations...
There are many ways in which All the Songs We Never Sang could have become trite or boring, but director Chris Rudz deftly manages to avoid the common pitfalls, and his film remains charming and interesting till the end. Yes, there are jokes and goofy characters on the island, yes the family mystery veers into dark territory right when you expect it, yes there are culture clashes and age clashes... but it's all shown with a lot of heart, with Nagase Miru and KanĂ´ Junko as a pair of believable leads. And while I would have loved to be told more about the Ama traditions of pearl diving (on that part the film stays quite shallow), for the duration of All the Songs We Never Sang I felt as if I was on a holiday to a distant part of the world.
It's generally a feel-good film, but in itself that isn't necessarily a bad thing and I really liked spending time with these characters. Kudos to Chris Rudz for providing me and my wife with a gentle film, some light comedy and drama, and a pleasant enough evening.