Remembering Satoshi Kon (1963-2010) 34 minutes ago
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It's been over 15 years since Satoshi Kon's passing, so I wanted to make a post recommending his anime and sharing the story of his untimely death. His most famous works were Perfect Blue and Paprika, which are two of my personal favorites. I've included a list of his works below.
Satoshi Kon was unparalleled when it came to surrealism. While most anime intentionally separates dreams from reality, anime like Paprika sought to dissolve the boundaries and make dreams bleed into reality. Some scenes from the movie Inception are almost frame-by-frame identical and likely inspired by Paprika.
Perfect Blue
![[Image: 2qFAKh0.png]](https://i.imgur.com/2qFAKh0.png)
Paprika
![[Image: fYgyyu9.png]](https://i.imgur.com/fYgyyu9.png)
Tokyo Godfathers
![[Image: 5RAEBEO.png]](https://i.imgur.com/5RAEBEO.png)
Millennium Actress
![[Image: vyfW8Hi.png]](https://i.imgur.com/vyfW8Hi.png)
Paranoia Agent
![[Image: rMnPed6.png]](https://i.imgur.com/rMnPed6.png)
Other Works:
The end of Satoshi Kon's life was marked by a diagnosis of terminal pancreatic cancer. It had spread to his bones and he was given approximately 6 months to live. Prior to his diagnosis, he was working on Dreaming Machine with Studio Madhouse. Below is an English translation of his final blog post (very heavy read). At the time of his death, many people were distressed, and production on Dreaming Machine was forced to end.
Source (English): https://www.viddy-well.com/articles/sato...inal-words
Source (Original Blog): https://konstone.s-kon.net/modules/noteb...chives/565
Satoshi Kon was unparalleled when it came to surrealism. While most anime intentionally separates dreams from reality, anime like Paprika sought to dissolve the boundaries and make dreams bleed into reality. Some scenes from the movie Inception are almost frame-by-frame identical and likely inspired by Paprika.
Satoshi Kon's Anime
Perfect Blue
Paprika
Tokyo Godfathers
Millennium Actress
Paranoia Agent
Other Works:
- Ani*Kuri15: Good Morning / Ohayō (2007)
- Memories (1995), Magnetic Rose
Satoshi Kon's Death
The end of Satoshi Kon's life was marked by a diagnosis of terminal pancreatic cancer. It had spread to his bones and he was given approximately 6 months to live. Prior to his diagnosis, he was working on Dreaming Machine with Studio Madhouse. Below is an English translation of his final blog post (very heavy read). At the time of his death, many people were distressed, and production on Dreaming Machine was forced to end.
Satoshi Kons's Final Message
Spoiler: Satoshi Kon's Final Message (Translated, English)
How could I forget, May 18th of this year.
I received the following pronouncement from a cardiovascular doctor at Musashino Red Cross Hospital.
"It's the latter stages of pancreatic cancer. It's metastasized to several bones. You have at the most half a year left to live."
My wife and I listened together. It was a fate so unexpected and untenable, that the two of us together could barely take it.
I used to honestly think that "I can't help it if I die any day." Still, it was so sudden.
To be sure, there were some signs. 2 to 3 months before that I'd had strong pains in several places on my back and in the joints of my legs; I'd lost strength in my right leg and found it hard to walk, and I'd been going to an acupuncturist and a chiropractor, but I wasn't getting any better. So after having been examined in an MRI and a PET-CT and such advanced machinery, came the sudden pronouncement of the time I had left.
It was as if death had positioned itself right behind me before I knew it, and there was nothing I could do.
After the pronouncement, my wife and I researched ways to prolong my life. It was literally a life or death situation. We received the support of staunch friends and strong allies. I rejected anti-cancer medication, and tried to live with a view of the world slightly different from the norm. The fact that I rejected what was "expected (normal)" seemed to me to be very much like me.
I've never really felt that I belonged with the majority. It was the same for medical care, as with anything else. "Why not try to keep living according to my own principles!" However, as is the case when I'm trying to create a work [a film], ones willpower alone didn't do the job. The illness kept progressing day by day.
On the other hand, as a member of society, I do accept at least half of what society in general holds to be right. I do pay taxes. I'm far from being an upstanding citizen, but I am a full member of Japanese society. So, aside from the things I needed to do to prolong my life from my own point of view, I also attempted to do all the things necessary to "be ready to die properly". I don't think I managed to do it properly though. (But) one of the things I did was, with the cooperation of 2 friends that I could trust, set up a company to take care of things like the measly number of copyrights that I hold. Another thing that I did was, to insure that my wife would take over any modest assets that I had smoothly by writing a will. Of course, I didn't think there would be any fighting over my legacy or anything, but I wanted to make sure that my wife, who would remain behind in this world, would have nothing to worry about - and besides, I wanted to remove any anxiety from myself, the one who was going to take a little hop over there, before I had to leave.
The paperwork and research necessary for these tasks, which neither my wife nor I were good at doing, were taken care of speedily by wonderful friends. Later on, when I developed pneumonia and was at death's door, and put my final signature on the will, I thought that if I died right then and there, it couldn't be helped.
"Ah...I can die at last."
After all, I'd been brought by ambulance to the Musashino Red Cross Hospital 2 days before that; then brought back again to the same hospital by ambulance the day after. Even I had to be hospitalized and undergo many examinations. The result of those examinations: pneumonia, water in my chest, and when I asked the doctor [straight out], the answer I received was very businesslike, and I was in a way grateful for that.
"You may last 1 or 2 days...even if you survive this, you probably have until the end of the month."
As I listened, I thought "It's like he's telling me the weather forecast", but still the situation was dire.
That was July the 7th. It was a rather brutal Tanabata for sure.
So, I decided right there and then.
I wanted to die at home.
I might inconvenience the people around me, but I asked them to see how I could escape and go back home. [I was able to do so] thanks to my wife's efforts, the hospital's cooperation despite their position of having given up on me, the tremendous help of other medical facilities, and the coincidences that were so numerous that they only seemed to be gifts from heaven. I've never seen so many coincidences and events falling into place so neatly in real life, I could barely believe it. This wasn't Tokyo Godfathers after all.
While my wife was running around getting things in place for my escape, I was pleading with doctors "If I can go home for even half a day, there are things I can still do!", then waiting alone in the depressing hospital room for death. I was lonely, but this was what I was thinking.
"Maybe dying won't be so bad."
I didn't have any reasons for it, and perhaps I needed to think like that, but I was surprisingly calm and relaxed.
However, there was just one thought that was gnawing away at me.
"I don't want to die here..."
As I thought that, something moved out from the calendar on the wall and started to spread around the room.
"Oh dear, a line marching out from the calendar. My hallucinations aren't at all original."
I had to smile at the fact at my professional instincts were working even at times like this, but in any case I was probably the nearest to the land of the dead that I'd ever been at that point. I really felt death very close to me. [But] with the help of many people, I miraculously escaped Musashino Red Cross and came back home, wrapped up in the land of the dead and bedsheets.
I should emphasize that I have no criticism of or hatred for Musashino Red Cross Hospital, so don't misconstrue me.
I just wanted to go home to my own house. The house where I live.
I was a little surprised that, when I was being carried into my living room, as a bonus, I experienced that deathbed experience everyone is familiar with of "looking down on your body being carried into the room from a place high above". I was looking down on myself and the scene around me from a position several meters above ground, through a wide-angle-ish lens and flash lighting. The square of the bed in the middle of the room seemed very large and prominent, and my sheet-wrapped body was being lowered into the middle of the square. None too gently it seemed, but I'm not complaining.
So, all I had to do was to wait for death in my own home.
However.
It seems that I was able to overcome the pneumonia.
Eh?
I did think like this, in a way.
"I didn't manage to die! (laugh)"
Afterwards, when I could think of nothing else but death, I thought that I did indeed die once then. In the back of my mind, the word "reborn" wavered several times.
Amazingly, after then my life-force was rejuvenated. From the bottom of my heart, I believe this is due to the people who helped me; first and foremost my wife, and my supportive friends, the doctors and nurses, and the care managers.
Now that my life-force had been restarted, I couldn't waste my time. I told myself that I'd been given an extra life, and that I had to spend it carefully. So I thought that I wanted to erase at least one of the irresponsibilities that I'd left behind in this world.
To be truthful, I'd only told the people closest to me about the cancer. I hadn't even told my parents. In particular, because of various work-related complications, I couldn't say anything (to people) even if I wanted to. I wanted to announce my cancer on the internet and report on my remaining life, but if Satoshi's death was scheduled, there might be some waves made, however small. For these reasons, I acted very irresponsibly towards some people I know. I am so sorry.
There were so many people that I wanted to see before I died, to say even one word of greeting to. Family and relatives, old friends and classmates from elementary and middle and high school, the mates I met in college, the people I met in the manga world, with whom I exchanged so much inspiration, the people in the anime world whose desks I sat next to, went drinking with, with whom I competed on on the same works, the mates with whom I shared good and bad times. The countless people I was able to know because of my position as a film director, the people who call themselves my fans not only in Japan but around the world, the friends I'd made via the web.
There are so many people that I want to see at least once (well there are some I don't want to see too), but if I see them I'm afraid that that the thought that "I can never see this person again" will take me over, and that I wouldn't be able to greet death gracefully. Even if I had recovered, I had very little life force left, and it took a lot of effort to see people. The more people wanted to see me, the harder it was for me to see them. What irony. In addition, my lower body was paralyzed due to the cancer spreading to my bones, and I was prone on my bed, and I didn't want people to see my emaciated body. I wanted most of the people I knew to remember me as the Satoshi that was full of life.
I'd like to use this space to apologize to my relatives, friends and acquaintances, for not telling you about my cancer, for my irresponsibility. Please understand that this was Satoshi's selfish desire. I mean, Satoshi Kon was "that kind of guy". When I envision your faces, I only have good memories and remember (your) great smiles. Everyone, thank you for all the truly great memories. I loved the world I lived in. Just the fact that I can think that makes me happy.
The many people that I met throughout my lifetime, whether they were positive or negative, have helped to shape the human being that is Satoshi Kon, and I am grateful for all of those encounters. Even if the end result is an early death in my mid 40s, I've accepted this as my own unique destiny. I've had so many positive things happen to me after all.
The thing I think about death now. "I can only say, it's too bad." Really.
However, even though I can let go of many of my irresponsible actions [by not telling people], I cannot help regretting two things. About my parents, and about Madhouse [founder] Maruyama-san.
Even though it was rather late, there was no choice but to come clean with the whole truth. I wanted to beg them for forgiveness.
As soon as I saw Maruyama-san's face when he came to see me at home, I couldn't stop the flow of tears or my feeling of shame. "I'm so sorry, for ending up like this..." Maruyama-san said nothing, and just shook his head and gripped both my hands. I was filled with thankfulness. Feelings of gratitude and joy, that I'd been lucky enough to work with this person, came over me like a landslide. It may be selfish, but I felt as though I had been forgiven in that instant.
My biggest regret is the film "Dreaming Machine". I'm worried not only about the film itself, but about the staff with whom I was able to work with on the film. After all, there's a strong possibility that the storyboards that were created with (our) blood, sweat and tears will never be seen. This is because Satoshi Kon put his arms around the original story, the script, the characters and the settings, the sketches, the music...every single image. Of course there are things that I shared with the animation director, the art director and other staff [members], but basically most of the work can only be understood by Satoshi Kon. It's easy to say that it was my fault for arranging things this way, but from my point of view I made every effort to share my vision with others. However, in my current state I can only feel deep remorse for my inadequacies in these areas. I am really sorry to all of the staff. However, I want them to understand, if only a little bit. Satoshi Kon was "that kind of guy", and, that's why he was able to make rather weird anime that was a bit different. I know this is a selfish excuse, but think of my cancer and please forgive me.
I haven't been idly waiting for death, even now I'm thinking with my weak brain of ways to let the work live even after I am gone. But they are all shallow ideas. When I told Maruyama-san about my concerns about "Dreaming Machine", he just said "Don't worry. We'll figure out something, so don't worry."
I wept.
I wept uncontrollably.
Even with my previous movies, I've been so irresponsible with the productions and the budgets, but I always had Maruyama-san figure it out for me in the end.
This time is no different. I really haven't changed.
I was able to talk to my heart's content with Maruyama-san. Thanks to this, I was able to feel, at least a little, that Satoshi Kon's talents and skills were of some value in our industry.
"I regret losing your talent. I wish that you were able to leave it for us."
If Madhouse's Maruyama-san says that, I can go to the netherworld with a little bit of self-pride after all. And of course, even without anyone else telling me this, I do feel regret that my weird visions and ability to draw things in minute detail will be lost, but that can't be helped. I am grateful from the bottom of my heart that Maruyama-san gave me the opportunity to show the world these things. Thank you, so very much. Satoshi Kon was happy as an animation director.
It was so heartbreaking to tell my parents.
I'd really intended to go up to Sapporo, where my parents live, while I was still able to, but my illness progressed so unexpectedly and annoyingly fast that I ended up calling them on the telephone from the hospital room as I was closest to death.
"I'm in the late stages of cancer and will die soon. I was so happy being born as a child to you, Father and Mother. Thank you."
They must have been devastated to hear this out of the blue, but I was certain I was going to die right then.
But then I came back home and survived the pneumonia. I made the big decision to see my parents. They wanted to see me too. But it was going to be so hard to see them, and I didn't have the will to. But I wanted to see my parents' faces one last time. I wanted to tell them how grateful I was that they brought me into this world.
I've been a happy person. Even though I must apologize to my wife, my parents and all the people that I love, that lived out my life a bit too faster than most.
My parents followed my selfish wishes, and came the next day from Sapporo to my house. I can never forget the first words out of my mother's mouth when she saw me lying there.
"I'm so sorry, for not bringing you into this world with a stronger body!"
I was completely speechless.
I could only spend a short time with my parents, but that was enough. I had felt that if I saw their faces, that it would be enough, and it really turned out that way.
Thank you, Father, Mother. I am so happy that I was born into this world as the child of the both of you. My heart is full of memories and gratitude. Happiness itself is important, but I am so grateful that you taught me to appreciate happiness. Thank you, so very much .
It's so disrespectful to to die before ones parents, but in the last 10 plus years, I've been able to do what I want as an anime director, achieve my goals, and get some good reviews. I do feel regret that my films didn't make a lot of money, but I think they got what they deserved. In these last 10 plus years in particular I've felt as though I've lived more intensively than other people, and I think that my parents understood what was in my heart.
Because of the visits by Maruyama-san and my parents, I feel as though I've taken a big burden off my shoulders.
Lastly, to my wife, about whom I worry the most, but who has been my support until the end.
Since that time-left pronouncement, we drowned ourselves in tears together so many times. Every day was brutal for both of us, physically and mentally. There are almost no words for it. But the reason why I was able to survive those difficult days was because of the words that you said to me right after we received the news.
"I'll be at your side [run with you] until the end."
True to those words, as though you were leaving my worries in the dust, you skillfully directed the demands and requests that came rushing towards us like a landslide, and quickly learned how to take care of your husband. I was so moved, watching you deal with things so efficiently.
"My wife is awesome."
No need to keep saying that now, you say? No no. You are even more awesome now than you ever were - I truly feel this. Even after I have died, I believe that you will send Satoshi Kon to the next world with grace. Ever since we got married, I was so wrapped up in "Work, work" that I was only able to spend some time at home after the cancer - such a shame.
But you stood close to me, you always understood that I needed to immerse myself in my work, that my talent was there. I was happy. Truly happy. During my life, and as I wait for death, I just can't express my gratitude to you enough. Thank you.
There are so many things, countless things, that I worry about, but everything needs an end. Lastly, to Doctor H who agreed to see me to the end in my home, even though it's something not done these days, and his wife and nurse, K-san, I would like to express my deepest gratitude. Medical care in a private home is very inconvenient, but you patiently dealt with the numerous aches and pains that cancer brings on, and endeavored to make my time until the final goal called death be as comfortable as possible. I can't say how much you helped me. And you didn't just deal with this difficult and arrogant patient as if it were just your jobs, but communicated with me as human beings. I cannot say how much of a support you were to me, and how much you saved me. I was encouraged by your qualities as human beings several times. I am deeply deeply grateful.
And, this is really the last thing, but from shortly after I received that pronouncement in mid-May until now, I've been lucky to have the cooperation, help and mental support, both personally and in business, from 2 friends. My friend T, who has been a friend since high school and is a member of KON'Stone Inc, and producer H, I thank you both from the bottom of my heart. Thank you so much. It's hard for me with my measly vocabulary to express my gratitude adequately to you both. My wife and I have both received so much from you.
If you two hadn't been there for us, I am sure that I'd be anticipating death while looking at my wife here as she sits by my side with considerably more trepidation and worry. I am really in your debt.
And, if I may ask you for one more thing - could you help my wife send me over to the other side after my death? I'd be able to get on that flight with my mind at rest if you could do that for me. I ask this from my heart.
So, to everyone who stuck with me through this long document, thank you. With my heart full of gratitude for everything good in the world, I'll put down my pen.
Now excuse me, I have to go.
Satoshi Kon
I received the following pronouncement from a cardiovascular doctor at Musashino Red Cross Hospital.
"It's the latter stages of pancreatic cancer. It's metastasized to several bones. You have at the most half a year left to live."
My wife and I listened together. It was a fate so unexpected and untenable, that the two of us together could barely take it.
I used to honestly think that "I can't help it if I die any day." Still, it was so sudden.
To be sure, there were some signs. 2 to 3 months before that I'd had strong pains in several places on my back and in the joints of my legs; I'd lost strength in my right leg and found it hard to walk, and I'd been going to an acupuncturist and a chiropractor, but I wasn't getting any better. So after having been examined in an MRI and a PET-CT and such advanced machinery, came the sudden pronouncement of the time I had left.
It was as if death had positioned itself right behind me before I knew it, and there was nothing I could do.
After the pronouncement, my wife and I researched ways to prolong my life. It was literally a life or death situation. We received the support of staunch friends and strong allies. I rejected anti-cancer medication, and tried to live with a view of the world slightly different from the norm. The fact that I rejected what was "expected (normal)" seemed to me to be very much like me.
I've never really felt that I belonged with the majority. It was the same for medical care, as with anything else. "Why not try to keep living according to my own principles!" However, as is the case when I'm trying to create a work [a film], ones willpower alone didn't do the job. The illness kept progressing day by day.
On the other hand, as a member of society, I do accept at least half of what society in general holds to be right. I do pay taxes. I'm far from being an upstanding citizen, but I am a full member of Japanese society. So, aside from the things I needed to do to prolong my life from my own point of view, I also attempted to do all the things necessary to "be ready to die properly". I don't think I managed to do it properly though. (But) one of the things I did was, with the cooperation of 2 friends that I could trust, set up a company to take care of things like the measly number of copyrights that I hold. Another thing that I did was, to insure that my wife would take over any modest assets that I had smoothly by writing a will. Of course, I didn't think there would be any fighting over my legacy or anything, but I wanted to make sure that my wife, who would remain behind in this world, would have nothing to worry about - and besides, I wanted to remove any anxiety from myself, the one who was going to take a little hop over there, before I had to leave.
The paperwork and research necessary for these tasks, which neither my wife nor I were good at doing, were taken care of speedily by wonderful friends. Later on, when I developed pneumonia and was at death's door, and put my final signature on the will, I thought that if I died right then and there, it couldn't be helped.
"Ah...I can die at last."
After all, I'd been brought by ambulance to the Musashino Red Cross Hospital 2 days before that; then brought back again to the same hospital by ambulance the day after. Even I had to be hospitalized and undergo many examinations. The result of those examinations: pneumonia, water in my chest, and when I asked the doctor [straight out], the answer I received was very businesslike, and I was in a way grateful for that.
"You may last 1 or 2 days...even if you survive this, you probably have until the end of the month."
As I listened, I thought "It's like he's telling me the weather forecast", but still the situation was dire.
That was July the 7th. It was a rather brutal Tanabata for sure.
So, I decided right there and then.
I wanted to die at home.
I might inconvenience the people around me, but I asked them to see how I could escape and go back home. [I was able to do so] thanks to my wife's efforts, the hospital's cooperation despite their position of having given up on me, the tremendous help of other medical facilities, and the coincidences that were so numerous that they only seemed to be gifts from heaven. I've never seen so many coincidences and events falling into place so neatly in real life, I could barely believe it. This wasn't Tokyo Godfathers after all.
While my wife was running around getting things in place for my escape, I was pleading with doctors "If I can go home for even half a day, there are things I can still do!", then waiting alone in the depressing hospital room for death. I was lonely, but this was what I was thinking.
"Maybe dying won't be so bad."
I didn't have any reasons for it, and perhaps I needed to think like that, but I was surprisingly calm and relaxed.
However, there was just one thought that was gnawing away at me.
"I don't want to die here..."
As I thought that, something moved out from the calendar on the wall and started to spread around the room.
"Oh dear, a line marching out from the calendar. My hallucinations aren't at all original."
I had to smile at the fact at my professional instincts were working even at times like this, but in any case I was probably the nearest to the land of the dead that I'd ever been at that point. I really felt death very close to me. [But] with the help of many people, I miraculously escaped Musashino Red Cross and came back home, wrapped up in the land of the dead and bedsheets.
I should emphasize that I have no criticism of or hatred for Musashino Red Cross Hospital, so don't misconstrue me.
I just wanted to go home to my own house. The house where I live.
I was a little surprised that, when I was being carried into my living room, as a bonus, I experienced that deathbed experience everyone is familiar with of "looking down on your body being carried into the room from a place high above". I was looking down on myself and the scene around me from a position several meters above ground, through a wide-angle-ish lens and flash lighting. The square of the bed in the middle of the room seemed very large and prominent, and my sheet-wrapped body was being lowered into the middle of the square. None too gently it seemed, but I'm not complaining.
So, all I had to do was to wait for death in my own home.
However.
It seems that I was able to overcome the pneumonia.
Eh?
I did think like this, in a way.
"I didn't manage to die! (laugh)"
Afterwards, when I could think of nothing else but death, I thought that I did indeed die once then. In the back of my mind, the word "reborn" wavered several times.
Amazingly, after then my life-force was rejuvenated. From the bottom of my heart, I believe this is due to the people who helped me; first and foremost my wife, and my supportive friends, the doctors and nurses, and the care managers.
Now that my life-force had been restarted, I couldn't waste my time. I told myself that I'd been given an extra life, and that I had to spend it carefully. So I thought that I wanted to erase at least one of the irresponsibilities that I'd left behind in this world.
To be truthful, I'd only told the people closest to me about the cancer. I hadn't even told my parents. In particular, because of various work-related complications, I couldn't say anything (to people) even if I wanted to. I wanted to announce my cancer on the internet and report on my remaining life, but if Satoshi's death was scheduled, there might be some waves made, however small. For these reasons, I acted very irresponsibly towards some people I know. I am so sorry.
There were so many people that I wanted to see before I died, to say even one word of greeting to. Family and relatives, old friends and classmates from elementary and middle and high school, the mates I met in college, the people I met in the manga world, with whom I exchanged so much inspiration, the people in the anime world whose desks I sat next to, went drinking with, with whom I competed on on the same works, the mates with whom I shared good and bad times. The countless people I was able to know because of my position as a film director, the people who call themselves my fans not only in Japan but around the world, the friends I'd made via the web.
There are so many people that I want to see at least once (well there are some I don't want to see too), but if I see them I'm afraid that that the thought that "I can never see this person again" will take me over, and that I wouldn't be able to greet death gracefully. Even if I had recovered, I had very little life force left, and it took a lot of effort to see people. The more people wanted to see me, the harder it was for me to see them. What irony. In addition, my lower body was paralyzed due to the cancer spreading to my bones, and I was prone on my bed, and I didn't want people to see my emaciated body. I wanted most of the people I knew to remember me as the Satoshi that was full of life.
I'd like to use this space to apologize to my relatives, friends and acquaintances, for not telling you about my cancer, for my irresponsibility. Please understand that this was Satoshi's selfish desire. I mean, Satoshi Kon was "that kind of guy". When I envision your faces, I only have good memories and remember (your) great smiles. Everyone, thank you for all the truly great memories. I loved the world I lived in. Just the fact that I can think that makes me happy.
The many people that I met throughout my lifetime, whether they were positive or negative, have helped to shape the human being that is Satoshi Kon, and I am grateful for all of those encounters. Even if the end result is an early death in my mid 40s, I've accepted this as my own unique destiny. I've had so many positive things happen to me after all.
The thing I think about death now. "I can only say, it's too bad." Really.
However, even though I can let go of many of my irresponsible actions [by not telling people], I cannot help regretting two things. About my parents, and about Madhouse [founder] Maruyama-san.
Even though it was rather late, there was no choice but to come clean with the whole truth. I wanted to beg them for forgiveness.
As soon as I saw Maruyama-san's face when he came to see me at home, I couldn't stop the flow of tears or my feeling of shame. "I'm so sorry, for ending up like this..." Maruyama-san said nothing, and just shook his head and gripped both my hands. I was filled with thankfulness. Feelings of gratitude and joy, that I'd been lucky enough to work with this person, came over me like a landslide. It may be selfish, but I felt as though I had been forgiven in that instant.
My biggest regret is the film "Dreaming Machine". I'm worried not only about the film itself, but about the staff with whom I was able to work with on the film. After all, there's a strong possibility that the storyboards that were created with (our) blood, sweat and tears will never be seen. This is because Satoshi Kon put his arms around the original story, the script, the characters and the settings, the sketches, the music...every single image. Of course there are things that I shared with the animation director, the art director and other staff [members], but basically most of the work can only be understood by Satoshi Kon. It's easy to say that it was my fault for arranging things this way, but from my point of view I made every effort to share my vision with others. However, in my current state I can only feel deep remorse for my inadequacies in these areas. I am really sorry to all of the staff. However, I want them to understand, if only a little bit. Satoshi Kon was "that kind of guy", and, that's why he was able to make rather weird anime that was a bit different. I know this is a selfish excuse, but think of my cancer and please forgive me.
I haven't been idly waiting for death, even now I'm thinking with my weak brain of ways to let the work live even after I am gone. But they are all shallow ideas. When I told Maruyama-san about my concerns about "Dreaming Machine", he just said "Don't worry. We'll figure out something, so don't worry."
I wept.
I wept uncontrollably.
Even with my previous movies, I've been so irresponsible with the productions and the budgets, but I always had Maruyama-san figure it out for me in the end.
This time is no different. I really haven't changed.
I was able to talk to my heart's content with Maruyama-san. Thanks to this, I was able to feel, at least a little, that Satoshi Kon's talents and skills were of some value in our industry.
"I regret losing your talent. I wish that you were able to leave it for us."
If Madhouse's Maruyama-san says that, I can go to the netherworld with a little bit of self-pride after all. And of course, even without anyone else telling me this, I do feel regret that my weird visions and ability to draw things in minute detail will be lost, but that can't be helped. I am grateful from the bottom of my heart that Maruyama-san gave me the opportunity to show the world these things. Thank you, so very much. Satoshi Kon was happy as an animation director.
It was so heartbreaking to tell my parents.
I'd really intended to go up to Sapporo, where my parents live, while I was still able to, but my illness progressed so unexpectedly and annoyingly fast that I ended up calling them on the telephone from the hospital room as I was closest to death.
"I'm in the late stages of cancer and will die soon. I was so happy being born as a child to you, Father and Mother. Thank you."
They must have been devastated to hear this out of the blue, but I was certain I was going to die right then.
But then I came back home and survived the pneumonia. I made the big decision to see my parents. They wanted to see me too. But it was going to be so hard to see them, and I didn't have the will to. But I wanted to see my parents' faces one last time. I wanted to tell them how grateful I was that they brought me into this world.
I've been a happy person. Even though I must apologize to my wife, my parents and all the people that I love, that lived out my life a bit too faster than most.
My parents followed my selfish wishes, and came the next day from Sapporo to my house. I can never forget the first words out of my mother's mouth when she saw me lying there.
"I'm so sorry, for not bringing you into this world with a stronger body!"
I was completely speechless.
I could only spend a short time with my parents, but that was enough. I had felt that if I saw their faces, that it would be enough, and it really turned out that way.
Thank you, Father, Mother. I am so happy that I was born into this world as the child of the both of you. My heart is full of memories and gratitude. Happiness itself is important, but I am so grateful that you taught me to appreciate happiness. Thank you, so very much .
It's so disrespectful to to die before ones parents, but in the last 10 plus years, I've been able to do what I want as an anime director, achieve my goals, and get some good reviews. I do feel regret that my films didn't make a lot of money, but I think they got what they deserved. In these last 10 plus years in particular I've felt as though I've lived more intensively than other people, and I think that my parents understood what was in my heart.
Because of the visits by Maruyama-san and my parents, I feel as though I've taken a big burden off my shoulders.
Lastly, to my wife, about whom I worry the most, but who has been my support until the end.
Since that time-left pronouncement, we drowned ourselves in tears together so many times. Every day was brutal for both of us, physically and mentally. There are almost no words for it. But the reason why I was able to survive those difficult days was because of the words that you said to me right after we received the news.
"I'll be at your side [run with you] until the end."
True to those words, as though you were leaving my worries in the dust, you skillfully directed the demands and requests that came rushing towards us like a landslide, and quickly learned how to take care of your husband. I was so moved, watching you deal with things so efficiently.
"My wife is awesome."
No need to keep saying that now, you say? No no. You are even more awesome now than you ever were - I truly feel this. Even after I have died, I believe that you will send Satoshi Kon to the next world with grace. Ever since we got married, I was so wrapped up in "Work, work" that I was only able to spend some time at home after the cancer - such a shame.
But you stood close to me, you always understood that I needed to immerse myself in my work, that my talent was there. I was happy. Truly happy. During my life, and as I wait for death, I just can't express my gratitude to you enough. Thank you.
There are so many things, countless things, that I worry about, but everything needs an end. Lastly, to Doctor H who agreed to see me to the end in my home, even though it's something not done these days, and his wife and nurse, K-san, I would like to express my deepest gratitude. Medical care in a private home is very inconvenient, but you patiently dealt with the numerous aches and pains that cancer brings on, and endeavored to make my time until the final goal called death be as comfortable as possible. I can't say how much you helped me. And you didn't just deal with this difficult and arrogant patient as if it were just your jobs, but communicated with me as human beings. I cannot say how much of a support you were to me, and how much you saved me. I was encouraged by your qualities as human beings several times. I am deeply deeply grateful.
And, this is really the last thing, but from shortly after I received that pronouncement in mid-May until now, I've been lucky to have the cooperation, help and mental support, both personally and in business, from 2 friends. My friend T, who has been a friend since high school and is a member of KON'Stone Inc, and producer H, I thank you both from the bottom of my heart. Thank you so much. It's hard for me with my measly vocabulary to express my gratitude adequately to you both. My wife and I have both received so much from you.
If you two hadn't been there for us, I am sure that I'd be anticipating death while looking at my wife here as she sits by my side with considerably more trepidation and worry. I am really in your debt.
And, if I may ask you for one more thing - could you help my wife send me over to the other side after my death? I'd be able to get on that flight with my mind at rest if you could do that for me. I ask this from my heart.
So, to everyone who stuck with me through this long document, thank you. With my heart full of gratitude for everything good in the world, I'll put down my pen.
Now excuse me, I have to go.
Satoshi Kon
Spoiler: Satoshi Kon's Final Message (Original, Japanese)
忘れもしない今年の5月18日。
武蔵野赤十字病院、循環器科の医師から次のような宣告を受けた。
「膵臓ガン末期、骨の随所に転移あり。余命長くて半年」
妻と二人で聞いた。二人の腕だけでは受け止められないほど、唐突で理不尽な運命だった。
普段から心底思ってはいた。
「いつ死んでも仕方ない」
とはいえあまりに突然だった。
確かに兆候はあったと言えるかもしれない。その2〜3ヶ月前から背中の各所、脚の付け根などに強い痛みを感じ、右脚には力が入らなくなり、歩行にも大きく困難を生じ、鍼灸師やカイロプラクティックなどに通っていたのだが、改善されることはなく、MRIやPET-CTなどの精密機器で検査した結果、いきなりの余命宣告となった次第である。
気がつけば死がすぐ背後にいたようなもので、私にはどうにも手の打ちようもなかったのだ。
宣告の後、生き延びるための方法を妻と模索してきた。それこそ必死だ。
頼もしい友人や強力この上ない方の支援も得てきた。抗ガン剤は拒否し、世間一般とは少々異なる世界観を信じて生きようとした。「普通」を拒否するあたりが私らしくていいような気がした。どうせいつだって多数派に身の置き所なんかなかったように思う。医療についてだって同じだ。現代医療の主流派の裏にどんなカラクリがあるのかもあれこれ思い知った。
「自分の選んだ世界観で生き延びてやろうじゃないか！」
しかし。気力だけではままならないのは作品制作とご同様。
病状は確実に進行する日々だった。
一方私だって一社会人として世間一般の世界観も、半分くらいは受け入れて生きている。ちゃんと税金だって払ってるんだから。立派には縁遠いが歴とした日本社会のフルメンバーの1人だ。
だから生き延びるための私的世界観の準備とは別に、
「ちゃんと死ぬための用意」
にも手を回してきたつもりだ。全然ちゃんと出来なかったけど。
その一つが、信頼のおける二人の友人に協力してもらい、今 敏の持つ儚いとはいえ著作権などの管理を任せる会社を作ること。
もう一つは、たくさんはないが財産を円滑に家内に譲り渡せるように遺言書を作ることだった。無論遺産争いがこじれるようなことはないが、この世に残る妻の不安を一つでも取り除いてやりたいし、それがちょいと向こうに旅立つ私の安心に繋がるというもの。
手続きにまつわる、私や家内の苦手な事務処理や、下調べなどは素晴らしき友人の手によってスピーディに進めてもらった。
後日、肺炎による危篤状態の中で、朦朧としつつ遺言書に最後のサインをしたときは、とりあえず、これで死ぬのも仕方ないと思ったくらいだった。
「はぁ…やっと死ねる」
なにしろ、その二日前に救急で武蔵野赤十字に運ばれ、一日おいてまた救急で同じ病院へ運ばれた。さすがにここで入院して細かい検査となったわけだ。結果は肺炎の併発、胸水も相当溜まっている。医師にはっきり聞いたところ、答えは大変事務的で、ある意味ありがたかった。
「持って…一日二日……これを越えても今月いっぱいくらいでしょう」
聞きながら「天気予報みたいだな」と思ったが事態は切迫していた。
それが7月7日のこと。なかなか過酷な七夕だったことだよ。
ということで早速腹はきまった。
私は自宅で死にたい。
周囲の人間に対して最後の大迷惑になるかもしれないが、なんとしてでも自宅へ脱出する方法をあたってもらった。
妻の頑張りと、病院のあきらめたかのような態度でありつつも実は実に助かる協力、外部医院の甚大な支援、そして多くの天恵としか思えぬ偶然の数々。
あんなに上手く偶然や必然が隙間なくはまった様が現実にあるとは信じられないくらいだ。「東京ゴッドファーザーズ」じゃあるまいし。
妻が脱出の段取りに走り回る一方、私はと言えば、医師に対して「半日でも一日でも家にいられればまだ出来ることがあるんです！」と訴えた後は、陰気な病室で一人死を待ち受けていた。
寂しくはあったが考えていたのはこんなこと。
「死ぬってのも悪くないかもな」
理由が特にあるわけもなく、そうとでも思わないといられなかったのかもしれないが、気持ちは自分でもびっくりするほど穏やかだった。
ただ、一つだけどうしても気に入らない。
「この場所で死ぬのだけは嫌だなぁ…」
と、見ると壁のカレンダーから何か動き出して部屋に広がり始めるし。
「やれやれ…カレンダーから行列とはな。私の幻覚はちっとも個性的じゃないなぁ」
こんな時だって職業意識が働くものだと微笑ましく感じたが、全くこの時が一番死の世界に近寄っていたのかもしれない。本当に死を間近に感じた。
死の世界とシーツにくるまれながら、多くの人の尽力のおかげで奇跡的に武蔵野赤十字を脱出して、自宅に辿り付いた。
死ぬのもツライよ。
断っておくが、別に武蔵野赤十字への批判や嫌悪はないので、誤解なきよう。
ただ、私は自分の家に帰りたかっただけなのだ。
私が暮らしているあの家へ。
少しばかり驚いたのは、自宅の茶の間に運びこまれるとき、臨死体験でおなじみの「高所から自分が部屋に運ばれる姿を見る」なんていうオマケがついたことだった。
自分と自分を含む風景を、地上数メートルくらいからだろうか、ワイド気味のレンズで真俯瞰で見ていた。部屋中央のベッドの四角がやけに大きく印象的で、シーツにくるまれた自分がその四角に下ろされる。あんまり丁寧な感じじゃなかったが、文句は言うまい。
さて、あとは自宅で死を待つばかりのはずだった。
ところが。
肺炎の山を難なく越えてしまったらしい。
ありゃ？
ある意味、こう思った。
「死にそびれたか(笑)」
その後、死のことしか考えられなかった私は一度たしかに死んだように思う。朦朧とした意識の奥の方で「reborn」という言葉が何度か揺れた。
不思議なことに、その翌日再び気力が再起動した。
妻を始め、見舞いに来て気力を分け与えてくれた方々、応援してくれた友人、医師や看護師、ケアマネージャなど携わってくれている人すべてのおかげだと思う。本当に素直に心の底から。
生きる気力が再起動したからには、ぼんやりしているわけにはいかない。
エクストラで与えられたような命だと肝に命じて、大事に使わねばならない。
そこで現世に残した不義理を一つでも減らしたいと思った。
実はガンのことはごくごく身の回りの人間にしか伝えていなかった。両親にも知らせていなかったくらいだ。特に仕事上においては色々なしがらみがあり、言うに言えなかった。
インターネット上でガンの宣言をして、残りの人生を日々報告したい気持ちもあったのだが、今 敏の死が予定されることは、小さいとはいえ諸々影響が懸念されると思えたし、それがゆえに身近な知り合いにも不義理を重ねてしまっていた。まことに申し訳ない。
死ぬ前にせめて一度会って、一言でも挨拶したい人はたくさんいる。
家族や親戚、古くは小中学校からの友人や高校の同級生、大学で知り合った仲間、漫画の世界で出会い多くの刺激を交換した人たち、アニメの世界で机を並べ、一緒に酒を飲み、同じ作品で腕前を刺激しあい、楽しみも苦しみも分け合った多くの仲間たち、監督という立場のおかげで知り会えた数知れないほどたくさんの人びと、日本のみならず世界各地でファンだといってくれる人たちにも出会うことが出来た。ウェブを通じて知り合った友人もいる。
出来れば一目会いたい人はたくさんいるが(会いたくないのもいるけれど)、会えば「この人ともう会えなくなるんだな」という思いばかりが溜まっていきそうで、上手く死を迎えられなくなってしまいそうな気がした。回復されたとはいえ私に残る気力はわずかで、会うにはよほどの覚悟がいる。会いたい人ほど会うのがつらい。皮肉な話だ。
それに、骨への転移への影響で下半身が麻痺してほぼ寝たきりになり、痩せ細った姿を見られたくもなかった。多くの知り合いの中で元気な頃の今 敏を覚えていて欲しいと思った。
病状を知らせなかった親戚、あらゆる友人、すべての知人の皆さん、この場を借りて不義理をお詫びします。でも、今 敏のわがままも理解してやっていただきたい。
だって、「そういうやつ」だったでしょ、今 敏って。
顔を思い出せば、いい思い出と笑顔が思い起こされます。
みんな、本当にいい思い出をたくさんありがとう。
自分の生きた世界を愛している。
そう思えることそのものが幸せだ。
私の人生で出会った少なからぬ人たちは、肯定的否定的どちらであっても、やっぱり今 敏という人間の形成にはどこか必要だっただろうし、全ての出会いに感謝している。その結果が四十代半ばの早い死であったとしても、これはこれとして他ならぬ私の運命と受け止めている。いい思いだって随分させてもらったのだ。
いま死について思うのはこういうこと。
「残念としかいいようがないな」
本当に。
しかし、多くの不義理は仕方ないと諦めるにせよ、私がどうしても気に病んで仕方なかったことがある。
両親とマッドハウス丸山さんだ。
今 敏の本当の親と、アニメ監督の親。
遅くなったとはいえ、洗いざらい本当のことを告げる以外にない。
許しを乞いたいような気持ちだった。
自宅に見舞いに来てくれた丸山さんの顔を見た途端、流れ出る涙と情けない気持ちが止めどなかった。
「すいません、こんな姿になってしまいました…」
丸山さんは何も言わず、顔を振り両手を握ってくれた。
感謝の気持ちでいっぱいになった。
怒涛のように、この人と仕事が出来たことへの感謝なんて言葉ではいえないほどの歓喜が押し寄せた。大袈裟な表現に聞こえるかもしれないが、そうとしか言いようがない。
勝手かもしれないが一挙に赦された思いがした。
一番の心残りは映画「夢みる機械」のことだ。
映画そのものも勿論、参加してくれているスタッフのことも気がかりで仕方ない。だって、下手をすればこれまでに血道をあげて描いて来たカットたちが誰の目にも触れない可能性が十分以上にあるのだ。
何せ今 敏が原作、脚本、キャラクターと世界観設定、絵コンテ、音楽イメージ…ありとあらゆるイメージソースを抱え込んでいるのだ。
もちろん、作画監督、美術監督はじめ、多くのスタッフと共有していることもたくさんあるが、基本的には今 敏でなければ分からない、作れないことばかりの内容だ。そう仕向けたのは私の責任と言われればそれまでだが、私の方から世界観を共有するために少なからぬ努力はして来たつもりだ。だが、こうとなっては不徳のいたすところだけが骨に響いて軋んだ痛みを上げる。
スタッフのみんなにはまことに申し訳ないと思う。
けれど少しは理解もしてやって欲しい。
だって、今 敏って「そういうやつ」で、だからこそ多少なりとも他とはちょっと違うヘンナモノを凝縮したアニメを作り得てきたとも言えるんだから。
かなり傲慢な物言いかもしれないが、ガンに免じて許してやってくれ。
私も漫然と死を待っていたわけでなく、今 敏亡き後も何とか作品が存続するべく、ない頭を捻って来た。しかしそれも浅知恵。
丸山さんに「夢みる機械」の懸念を伝えると、
「大丈夫。なんとでもするから心配ない」
とのこと。
泣けた。
もう号泣。
これまでの映画制作においても予算においても不義理ばかり重ねて来て、でも結局はいつだって丸山さんに何とかしてもらって来た。
今回も同じだ。私も進歩がない。
丸山さんとはたっぷり話をする時間が持てた。おかげで、今 敏の才能や技術がいまの業界においてかなり貴重なものであることを少しだけ実感させてもらった。
才能が惜しい。何とかおいていってもらいたい。
何しろザ・マッドハウス丸山さんが仰るのだから多少の自信を土産に冥途に行けるというものだ。
確かに他人に言われるまでもなく、変な発想や細かい描写の技術がこのまま失われるのは単純に勿体ないと思うが、いた仕方ない。
それらを世間に出す機会を与えてくれた丸山さんには心から感謝している。本当にありがとうございました。
今 敏はアニメーション監督としても幸せ者でした。
両親に告げるのは本当に切なかった。
本当なら、まだ身体の自由がきくうちに札幌に住む両親にガンの報告に行くつもりだったが、病気の進行は悔しいほど韋駄天で、結局、死に一番近づいた病室から唐突極まりない電話をすることになってしまった。
「オレ、膵臓ガン末期でもうすぐ死ぬから。お父さんとお母さんの子供に生まれて来て本当に良かった。ありがとう」
突然聞かされた方は溜まったものではないだろうが、何せその時はもう死ぬという予感に包まれていたのだ。
それが自宅に帰り、肺炎の危篤を何とか越えて来た頃。
一大決心をして親に会うことにした。
両親だって会いたがっていた。
しかし会えば辛いし、会う気力もなかったのだが、どうしても一目親の顔を見たくなった。直接、この世に産んでもらった感謝を伝えたかった。
私は本当に幸せだった。
ちょっと他の人より生き急いでしまったのは、妻にも両親にも、私が好きな人たちみんなに申し訳ないけれど。
私のわがままにすぐ対応してくれて、翌日には札幌から両親が自宅についた。
寝たきりとなった私を一目見るなり母が言った言葉が忘れられない。
「ごめんねぇ！丈夫に産んでやれなくて！」
何も言えなかった。
両親とは短い間しか過ごさなかったが、それで十分だった。
顔を見れば、それですべてわかるような気がしたし、実際そうだった。
ありがとう、お父さん、お母さん。
二人の間の子供としてこの世に生を受けたことが何よりの幸せでした。
数えきれないほどの思い出と感謝で胸がいっぱいになります。
幸せそのものも大事だけれど、幸せを感じる力を育ててもらったことに感謝してもしきれません。
本当にありがとうございました。
親に先立つのはあまりに親不孝だが、この十数年の間、アニメーション監督として自分の好きに腕を振るい、目標を達成し、評価もそれなりに得た。あまり売れなかったのはちょいと残念だが、分相応だと思っている。
特にこの十数年、他人の何倍かの密度で生きていたように思うし、両親も私の胸のうちを分かってくれていたことだろう。
両親と丸山さんに直接話が出来たことで、肩の荷が下りたように思う。
最後に、誰よりも気がかりで、けれど最後まで頼りになってくれた妻へ。
あの余命宣告以来何度も二人で涙にくれた。お互い、身体的にも精神的にも過酷な毎日だった。言葉にすることなんて出来ないくらい。
でも、そんなしんどくも切ない日々を何とか越えて来られたのは、あの宣告後すぐに言ってくれた力強い言葉のおかげだと私は思っている。
「私、最後までちゃんと伴走するからね」
その言葉の通り、私の心配など追い越すかのように、怒濤のごとく押し寄せるあちらこちらからの要求や請求を交通整理し、亭主の介護を見よう見まねですぐに覚え、テキパキとこなす姿に私は感動を覚えた。
「私の妻はすごいぞ」
今さらながら言うな？って。いやいや、今まで思っていた以上なんだと実感した次第だ。
私が死んだ後も、きっと上手いこと今 敏を送り出してくれると信じている。
思い起こせば、結婚以来「仕事仕事」の毎日で、自宅でゆっくり出来る時間が出来たと思えばガンだった、ではあんまりだ。
けれど、仕事に没頭する人であること、そこに才能があることを間近にいてよく理解してくれていたね。私は幸せだったよ、本当に。
生きることについても死を迎えるにあたっても、どれほど感謝してもしきれない。ありがとう。
気がかりなことはもちろんまだまだあるが、数え上げればキリがない。物事にも終わりが必要だ。
最後に、今どきはなかなか受け入れてもらいにくいであろう、自宅での終末ケアを引き受けてくれた主治医のH先生、そしてその奥様で看護師のKさんに深い感謝の気持ちをお伝えしたい。
自宅という医療には不便きわまりない状況のなか、ガンの疼痛をあれやこれやの方法で粘り強く取り除いていただき、死というゴールまでの間を少しでも快適に過ごせるようご尽力いただき、どれほど助けられたことでしょう。
しかも、ただでさえ面倒くさく図体と態度の大きな患者に、単なる仕事の枠組みをはるかに越え、何より人間的に接していただいたことにどれほど私たち夫婦が支えられ、救われたか分かりません。先生方御夫婦のお人柄にも励まされることも多々ありました。
深く深く感謝いたしております。
そして、いよいよ最後になりますが、5月半ばに余命宣告を受けてすぐの頃から、公私に渡って尋常ではないほどの協力と尽力、精神的な支えにもなってくれた二人の友人。株式会社KON’STONEのメンバーでもある高校時代からの友人Tと、プロデューサーHに心からの感謝を送ります。
本当にありがとう。私の貧相なボキャブラリーから、適切な感謝の言葉を探すのも難しいほど、夫婦揃って世話になった。
2人がいなければ死はもっとつらい形で私や、そばで看取る家内を呑み込んでいたことでしょう。
何から何まで、本当に世話になった。
で。世話になりついでですまんのだが、死んだあとの送り出しまで、家内に協力してやってくれぬか。
そうすりゃ、私も安心してフライトに乗れる。
心から頼む。
さて、ここまで長々とこの文章におつき合いしてくれた皆さん、どうもありがとう。
世界中に存する善きものすべてに感謝したい気持ちと共に、筆をおくことにしよう。
じゃ、お先に。
今 敏
武蔵野赤十字病院、循環器科の医師から次のような宣告を受けた。
「膵臓ガン末期、骨の随所に転移あり。余命長くて半年」
妻と二人で聞いた。二人の腕だけでは受け止められないほど、唐突で理不尽な運命だった。
普段から心底思ってはいた。
「いつ死んでも仕方ない」
とはいえあまりに突然だった。
確かに兆候はあったと言えるかもしれない。その2〜3ヶ月前から背中の各所、脚の付け根などに強い痛みを感じ、右脚には力が入らなくなり、歩行にも大きく困難を生じ、鍼灸師やカイロプラクティックなどに通っていたのだが、改善されることはなく、MRIやPET-CTなどの精密機器で検査した結果、いきなりの余命宣告となった次第である。
気がつけば死がすぐ背後にいたようなもので、私にはどうにも手の打ちようもなかったのだ。
宣告の後、生き延びるための方法を妻と模索してきた。それこそ必死だ。
頼もしい友人や強力この上ない方の支援も得てきた。抗ガン剤は拒否し、世間一般とは少々異なる世界観を信じて生きようとした。「普通」を拒否するあたりが私らしくていいような気がした。どうせいつだって多数派に身の置き所なんかなかったように思う。医療についてだって同じだ。現代医療の主流派の裏にどんなカラクリがあるのかもあれこれ思い知った。
「自分の選んだ世界観で生き延びてやろうじゃないか！」
しかし。気力だけではままならないのは作品制作とご同様。
病状は確実に進行する日々だった。
一方私だって一社会人として世間一般の世界観も、半分くらいは受け入れて生きている。ちゃんと税金だって払ってるんだから。立派には縁遠いが歴とした日本社会のフルメンバーの1人だ。
だから生き延びるための私的世界観の準備とは別に、
「ちゃんと死ぬための用意」
にも手を回してきたつもりだ。全然ちゃんと出来なかったけど。
その一つが、信頼のおける二人の友人に協力してもらい、今 敏の持つ儚いとはいえ著作権などの管理を任せる会社を作ること。
もう一つは、たくさんはないが財産を円滑に家内に譲り渡せるように遺言書を作ることだった。無論遺産争いがこじれるようなことはないが、この世に残る妻の不安を一つでも取り除いてやりたいし、それがちょいと向こうに旅立つ私の安心に繋がるというもの。
手続きにまつわる、私や家内の苦手な事務処理や、下調べなどは素晴らしき友人の手によってスピーディに進めてもらった。
後日、肺炎による危篤状態の中で、朦朧としつつ遺言書に最後のサインをしたときは、とりあえず、これで死ぬのも仕方ないと思ったくらいだった。
「はぁ…やっと死ねる」
なにしろ、その二日前に救急で武蔵野赤十字に運ばれ、一日おいてまた救急で同じ病院へ運ばれた。さすがにここで入院して細かい検査となったわけだ。結果は肺炎の併発、胸水も相当溜まっている。医師にはっきり聞いたところ、答えは大変事務的で、ある意味ありがたかった。
「持って…一日二日……これを越えても今月いっぱいくらいでしょう」
聞きながら「天気予報みたいだな」と思ったが事態は切迫していた。
それが7月7日のこと。なかなか過酷な七夕だったことだよ。
ということで早速腹はきまった。
私は自宅で死にたい。
周囲の人間に対して最後の大迷惑になるかもしれないが、なんとしてでも自宅へ脱出する方法をあたってもらった。
妻の頑張りと、病院のあきらめたかのような態度でありつつも実は実に助かる協力、外部医院の甚大な支援、そして多くの天恵としか思えぬ偶然の数々。
あんなに上手く偶然や必然が隙間なくはまった様が現実にあるとは信じられないくらいだ。「東京ゴッドファーザーズ」じゃあるまいし。
妻が脱出の段取りに走り回る一方、私はと言えば、医師に対して「半日でも一日でも家にいられればまだ出来ることがあるんです！」と訴えた後は、陰気な病室で一人死を待ち受けていた。
寂しくはあったが考えていたのはこんなこと。
「死ぬってのも悪くないかもな」
理由が特にあるわけもなく、そうとでも思わないといられなかったのかもしれないが、気持ちは自分でもびっくりするほど穏やかだった。
ただ、一つだけどうしても気に入らない。
「この場所で死ぬのだけは嫌だなぁ…」
と、見ると壁のカレンダーから何か動き出して部屋に広がり始めるし。
「やれやれ…カレンダーから行列とはな。私の幻覚はちっとも個性的じゃないなぁ」
こんな時だって職業意識が働くものだと微笑ましく感じたが、全くこの時が一番死の世界に近寄っていたのかもしれない。本当に死を間近に感じた。
死の世界とシーツにくるまれながら、多くの人の尽力のおかげで奇跡的に武蔵野赤十字を脱出して、自宅に辿り付いた。
死ぬのもツライよ。
断っておくが、別に武蔵野赤十字への批判や嫌悪はないので、誤解なきよう。
ただ、私は自分の家に帰りたかっただけなのだ。
私が暮らしているあの家へ。
少しばかり驚いたのは、自宅の茶の間に運びこまれるとき、臨死体験でおなじみの「高所から自分が部屋に運ばれる姿を見る」なんていうオマケがついたことだった。
自分と自分を含む風景を、地上数メートルくらいからだろうか、ワイド気味のレンズで真俯瞰で見ていた。部屋中央のベッドの四角がやけに大きく印象的で、シーツにくるまれた自分がその四角に下ろされる。あんまり丁寧な感じじゃなかったが、文句は言うまい。
さて、あとは自宅で死を待つばかりのはずだった。
ところが。
肺炎の山を難なく越えてしまったらしい。
ありゃ？
ある意味、こう思った。
「死にそびれたか(笑)」
その後、死のことしか考えられなかった私は一度たしかに死んだように思う。朦朧とした意識の奥の方で「reborn」という言葉が何度か揺れた。
不思議なことに、その翌日再び気力が再起動した。
妻を始め、見舞いに来て気力を分け与えてくれた方々、応援してくれた友人、医師や看護師、ケアマネージャなど携わってくれている人すべてのおかげだと思う。本当に素直に心の底から。
生きる気力が再起動したからには、ぼんやりしているわけにはいかない。
エクストラで与えられたような命だと肝に命じて、大事に使わねばならない。
そこで現世に残した不義理を一つでも減らしたいと思った。
実はガンのことはごくごく身の回りの人間にしか伝えていなかった。両親にも知らせていなかったくらいだ。特に仕事上においては色々なしがらみがあり、言うに言えなかった。
インターネット上でガンの宣言をして、残りの人生を日々報告したい気持ちもあったのだが、今 敏の死が予定されることは、小さいとはいえ諸々影響が懸念されると思えたし、それがゆえに身近な知り合いにも不義理を重ねてしまっていた。まことに申し訳ない。
死ぬ前にせめて一度会って、一言でも挨拶したい人はたくさんいる。
家族や親戚、古くは小中学校からの友人や高校の同級生、大学で知り合った仲間、漫画の世界で出会い多くの刺激を交換した人たち、アニメの世界で机を並べ、一緒に酒を飲み、同じ作品で腕前を刺激しあい、楽しみも苦しみも分け合った多くの仲間たち、監督という立場のおかげで知り会えた数知れないほどたくさんの人びと、日本のみならず世界各地でファンだといってくれる人たちにも出会うことが出来た。ウェブを通じて知り合った友人もいる。
出来れば一目会いたい人はたくさんいるが(会いたくないのもいるけれど)、会えば「この人ともう会えなくなるんだな」という思いばかりが溜まっていきそうで、上手く死を迎えられなくなってしまいそうな気がした。回復されたとはいえ私に残る気力はわずかで、会うにはよほどの覚悟がいる。会いたい人ほど会うのがつらい。皮肉な話だ。
それに、骨への転移への影響で下半身が麻痺してほぼ寝たきりになり、痩せ細った姿を見られたくもなかった。多くの知り合いの中で元気な頃の今 敏を覚えていて欲しいと思った。
病状を知らせなかった親戚、あらゆる友人、すべての知人の皆さん、この場を借りて不義理をお詫びします。でも、今 敏のわがままも理解してやっていただきたい。
だって、「そういうやつ」だったでしょ、今 敏って。
顔を思い出せば、いい思い出と笑顔が思い起こされます。
みんな、本当にいい思い出をたくさんありがとう。
自分の生きた世界を愛している。
そう思えることそのものが幸せだ。
私の人生で出会った少なからぬ人たちは、肯定的否定的どちらであっても、やっぱり今 敏という人間の形成にはどこか必要だっただろうし、全ての出会いに感謝している。その結果が四十代半ばの早い死であったとしても、これはこれとして他ならぬ私の運命と受け止めている。いい思いだって随分させてもらったのだ。
いま死について思うのはこういうこと。
「残念としかいいようがないな」
本当に。
しかし、多くの不義理は仕方ないと諦めるにせよ、私がどうしても気に病んで仕方なかったことがある。
両親とマッドハウス丸山さんだ。
今 敏の本当の親と、アニメ監督の親。
遅くなったとはいえ、洗いざらい本当のことを告げる以外にない。
許しを乞いたいような気持ちだった。
自宅に見舞いに来てくれた丸山さんの顔を見た途端、流れ出る涙と情けない気持ちが止めどなかった。
「すいません、こんな姿になってしまいました…」
丸山さんは何も言わず、顔を振り両手を握ってくれた。
感謝の気持ちでいっぱいになった。
怒涛のように、この人と仕事が出来たことへの感謝なんて言葉ではいえないほどの歓喜が押し寄せた。大袈裟な表現に聞こえるかもしれないが、そうとしか言いようがない。
勝手かもしれないが一挙に赦された思いがした。
一番の心残りは映画「夢みる機械」のことだ。
映画そのものも勿論、参加してくれているスタッフのことも気がかりで仕方ない。だって、下手をすればこれまでに血道をあげて描いて来たカットたちが誰の目にも触れない可能性が十分以上にあるのだ。
何せ今 敏が原作、脚本、キャラクターと世界観設定、絵コンテ、音楽イメージ…ありとあらゆるイメージソースを抱え込んでいるのだ。
もちろん、作画監督、美術監督はじめ、多くのスタッフと共有していることもたくさんあるが、基本的には今 敏でなければ分からない、作れないことばかりの内容だ。そう仕向けたのは私の責任と言われればそれまでだが、私の方から世界観を共有するために少なからぬ努力はして来たつもりだ。だが、こうとなっては不徳のいたすところだけが骨に響いて軋んだ痛みを上げる。
スタッフのみんなにはまことに申し訳ないと思う。
けれど少しは理解もしてやって欲しい。
だって、今 敏って「そういうやつ」で、だからこそ多少なりとも他とはちょっと違うヘンナモノを凝縮したアニメを作り得てきたとも言えるんだから。
かなり傲慢な物言いかもしれないが、ガンに免じて許してやってくれ。
私も漫然と死を待っていたわけでなく、今 敏亡き後も何とか作品が存続するべく、ない頭を捻って来た。しかしそれも浅知恵。
丸山さんに「夢みる機械」の懸念を伝えると、
「大丈夫。なんとでもするから心配ない」
とのこと。
泣けた。
もう号泣。
これまでの映画制作においても予算においても不義理ばかり重ねて来て、でも結局はいつだって丸山さんに何とかしてもらって来た。
今回も同じだ。私も進歩がない。
丸山さんとはたっぷり話をする時間が持てた。おかげで、今 敏の才能や技術がいまの業界においてかなり貴重なものであることを少しだけ実感させてもらった。
才能が惜しい。何とかおいていってもらいたい。
何しろザ・マッドハウス丸山さんが仰るのだから多少の自信を土産に冥途に行けるというものだ。
確かに他人に言われるまでもなく、変な発想や細かい描写の技術がこのまま失われるのは単純に勿体ないと思うが、いた仕方ない。
それらを世間に出す機会を与えてくれた丸山さんには心から感謝している。本当にありがとうございました。
今 敏はアニメーション監督としても幸せ者でした。
両親に告げるのは本当に切なかった。
本当なら、まだ身体の自由がきくうちに札幌に住む両親にガンの報告に行くつもりだったが、病気の進行は悔しいほど韋駄天で、結局、死に一番近づいた病室から唐突極まりない電話をすることになってしまった。
「オレ、膵臓ガン末期でもうすぐ死ぬから。お父さんとお母さんの子供に生まれて来て本当に良かった。ありがとう」
突然聞かされた方は溜まったものではないだろうが、何せその時はもう死ぬという予感に包まれていたのだ。
それが自宅に帰り、肺炎の危篤を何とか越えて来た頃。
一大決心をして親に会うことにした。
両親だって会いたがっていた。
しかし会えば辛いし、会う気力もなかったのだが、どうしても一目親の顔を見たくなった。直接、この世に産んでもらった感謝を伝えたかった。
私は本当に幸せだった。
ちょっと他の人より生き急いでしまったのは、妻にも両親にも、私が好きな人たちみんなに申し訳ないけれど。
私のわがままにすぐ対応してくれて、翌日には札幌から両親が自宅についた。
寝たきりとなった私を一目見るなり母が言った言葉が忘れられない。
「ごめんねぇ！丈夫に産んでやれなくて！」
何も言えなかった。
両親とは短い間しか過ごさなかったが、それで十分だった。
顔を見れば、それですべてわかるような気がしたし、実際そうだった。
ありがとう、お父さん、お母さん。
二人の間の子供としてこの世に生を受けたことが何よりの幸せでした。
数えきれないほどの思い出と感謝で胸がいっぱいになります。
幸せそのものも大事だけれど、幸せを感じる力を育ててもらったことに感謝してもしきれません。
本当にありがとうございました。
親に先立つのはあまりに親不孝だが、この十数年の間、アニメーション監督として自分の好きに腕を振るい、目標を達成し、評価もそれなりに得た。あまり売れなかったのはちょいと残念だが、分相応だと思っている。
特にこの十数年、他人の何倍かの密度で生きていたように思うし、両親も私の胸のうちを分かってくれていたことだろう。
両親と丸山さんに直接話が出来たことで、肩の荷が下りたように思う。
最後に、誰よりも気がかりで、けれど最後まで頼りになってくれた妻へ。
あの余命宣告以来何度も二人で涙にくれた。お互い、身体的にも精神的にも過酷な毎日だった。言葉にすることなんて出来ないくらい。
でも、そんなしんどくも切ない日々を何とか越えて来られたのは、あの宣告後すぐに言ってくれた力強い言葉のおかげだと私は思っている。
「私、最後までちゃんと伴走するからね」
その言葉の通り、私の心配など追い越すかのように、怒濤のごとく押し寄せるあちらこちらからの要求や請求を交通整理し、亭主の介護を見よう見まねですぐに覚え、テキパキとこなす姿に私は感動を覚えた。
「私の妻はすごいぞ」
今さらながら言うな？って。いやいや、今まで思っていた以上なんだと実感した次第だ。
私が死んだ後も、きっと上手いこと今 敏を送り出してくれると信じている。
思い起こせば、結婚以来「仕事仕事」の毎日で、自宅でゆっくり出来る時間が出来たと思えばガンだった、ではあんまりだ。
けれど、仕事に没頭する人であること、そこに才能があることを間近にいてよく理解してくれていたね。私は幸せだったよ、本当に。
生きることについても死を迎えるにあたっても、どれほど感謝してもしきれない。ありがとう。
気がかりなことはもちろんまだまだあるが、数え上げればキリがない。物事にも終わりが必要だ。
最後に、今どきはなかなか受け入れてもらいにくいであろう、自宅での終末ケアを引き受けてくれた主治医のH先生、そしてその奥様で看護師のKさんに深い感謝の気持ちをお伝えしたい。
自宅という医療には不便きわまりない状況のなか、ガンの疼痛をあれやこれやの方法で粘り強く取り除いていただき、死というゴールまでの間を少しでも快適に過ごせるようご尽力いただき、どれほど助けられたことでしょう。
しかも、ただでさえ面倒くさく図体と態度の大きな患者に、単なる仕事の枠組みをはるかに越え、何より人間的に接していただいたことにどれほど私たち夫婦が支えられ、救われたか分かりません。先生方御夫婦のお人柄にも励まされることも多々ありました。
深く深く感謝いたしております。
そして、いよいよ最後になりますが、5月半ばに余命宣告を受けてすぐの頃から、公私に渡って尋常ではないほどの協力と尽力、精神的な支えにもなってくれた二人の友人。株式会社KON’STONEのメンバーでもある高校時代からの友人Tと、プロデューサーHに心からの感謝を送ります。
本当にありがとう。私の貧相なボキャブラリーから、適切な感謝の言葉を探すのも難しいほど、夫婦揃って世話になった。
2人がいなければ死はもっとつらい形で私や、そばで看取る家内を呑み込んでいたことでしょう。
何から何まで、本当に世話になった。
で。世話になりついでですまんのだが、死んだあとの送り出しまで、家内に協力してやってくれぬか。
そうすりゃ、私も安心してフライトに乗れる。
心から頼む。
さて、ここまで長々とこの文章におつき合いしてくれた皆さん、どうもありがとう。
世界中に存する善きものすべてに感謝したい気持ちと共に、筆をおくことにしよう。
じゃ、お先に。
今 敏
Source (English): https://www.viddy-well.com/articles/sato...inal-words
Source (Original Blog): https://konstone.s-kon.net/modules/noteb...chives/565
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