The summary on the internet I saw would have made a great rom-com. Two high school kids, a boy and a girl, switch bodies from time to time. And I think that plays through about the first half of the film, when suddenly things get a lot more serious. Like 500 people dead serious. And I was distinctly unsure where they were going, but just relax and trust the weird mysticism that you get when you drink sake made from chewed up rice and spit. A lot of the time, you won't know exactly what's going on, and that's okay.
As one of my fellow movie goers said, they're not afraid to lean into the awkwardness of this situation, but it's never in a mean or exploitative way. It's just one of those shows where your little sister says "You really like your boobs." I was taken in by these characters, and I wanted these two to make it work, and the several times when they were *almost* there made it ache a little. This isn't one of those movies where something stupid happens that five seconds of conversation between two rational adults would have cleared things up. There are good, strong reasons they keep pushing apart. And since it was a Japanese movie, there's not that guarantee that they're going to get together in the end. I won't say whether they did or not, but the ending was satisfying for me.
Four wags, with cheese popcorn.