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爱子十六岁

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主演: 富田靖子/河合美佐/松下幸枝/笑福亭鹤瓶
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地区: 日本

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“电影作者”大林宣彦总监制，今关秋吉执导，改编自1981年日本文艺奖获得者堀田明美同名小说《爱子十六岁》　　八九十年代偶像女星富田靖子的出道处女作，当年恰好是16岁的富田从127000人的候选人中脱颖而出主演女主角爱子，后凭此角获1985年第8届日本电影学院奖最佳新人奖　　本片讲述了日本爱知县名古屋市星丘高中一年级弓道部女生三田爱子的青春故事。16岁的爱子喜欢坐在自家屋顶上远望风景，随着夏日暑假的到来，面临朝气蓬勃又躁动不安的花季，经历过一系列喜怒哀乐后，最终爱子勇敢地迈出拥抱青春感受成长的步伐。。。　　人生正如弓道，弓道自在人心，射箭不在于中与不中，而在于心正不正

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