描绘的是非常普通的主角一边为工作而烦恼，一边通过塑胶模型而成长的故事。性格，容貌，喜欢的东西，感觉和价值观等所有东西都是平均类型的小向璃子，在活动企划公司工作，在公司中也被称为“のほ本部门”的活动3部所属的璃子，某日被同事说成量产型的人。这时，突然对在街上发现的模型店很在意，看到了写着量产型的TV动画系列《机动战士钢弹》中登场的扎克，在店主的推荐下，第一次挑战组装塑胶模型。

本剧讲述的小向璃子是在东京从事派遣工作，夹在能干的大女儿和自由人的三女儿中间，平均成长的小向家的二女儿。以祖父的去世为契机，小向家三姐妹聚在一起，时隔4年，全家人终于团聚。璃子在整理祖父的遗物时发现了做了一半的塑料模型，在祖父生前常去的“矢岛模型店”遇到了雅，在他的引导下，她开始尝试制作塑料模型。通过塑料模型，璃子对祖父和家人有了些许的了解，她决定在夏天期间留在老家，以弥补祖父的遗憾。

今作は「量産型リコ -プラモ女子の人生組み立て記-」の世界とは異なる、“もう1つの世界”を生きる主人公・小向璃子の成長を描くホビーヒューマンドラマ。璃子は大学時代に友人と立ち上げたスタートアップ企業、ドリームクレイジーの社長として登場する。

小向璃子（与田祐希 饰）是一个性格、容貌、喜好、品味还有价值观等各方面都处于平均值的人。她在活动策划公司上班，所任职的部门是被称为“逍遥部”的活动3部。某天，她听到同事提到“量产型的人”这个词，于是产生了一些思考。也就是那时，她偶然在街上发现一家模型店，因为很是在意就进去看看，没想到看着动漫剧集《机动战士高达》里的“扎古”便移不开视线。在店主阿矢的推荐下，璃子决定挑战组装模型。本剧讲述了璃子在渐渐被模型的魅力所吸引的过程中，开始重新寻找自己的故事。

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就读于望之丘高中的普通女高中生高岭瑠夏（贺喜遥香 饰）与濑户流歌（筒井彩萌 饰）是一对形影不离的青梅竹马，因此被大家合称为“RukaRuka”。高中三年级的某天，未加入任何社团、过着上学放学单调生活的瑠夏，被朋友一句“你每天来学校然后就回家，生活都没变化啊”戳中心事。在烦闷之际，她偶然发现校舍深处一个用点心装饰的神秘教室，并不由自主地走了进去——那里正是濒临废部的塑料模型部。在顾问蓬田老师的鼓励下，二人尝试制作模型，并逐渐被其奇妙魅力吸引，从而也卷入了更大的校园风波之中……

狐妖白逍借用灵珠闭关修炼，只差几天便可功德圆满，却被冒失少女夏葵一跤跌在他身上。白逍不仅修炼被打断，还被当萨摩耶送到宠物医院。宝贵灵珠，亦被夏葵拿走，打算摆到她的淘宝小店上当假古董卖。白逍追到小葵家，灵珠竟以小葵做了宿主，他欲杀夏葵而夺珠，却被夏葵做的红烧肉诱惑。而此时，白逍眼前的世界越来越让他惊奇，不仅红烧肉前所未见，还有电灯，微波炉，完全在其经验之外。原来白逍竟是一只唐朝的狐狸精，一觉醒来，人间已变成现代社会。这就是唐朝妖法遇到现代科技，纵使高冷范儿十足的白逍也露惊慌相。小葵看出他的疑惧和好奇，趁机骗得几日活命时间，以向单恋的学长表白。但令这对啼笑皆非冤家怎么也想不到的是，灵珠现世，竟悄然激活了冰冷都市丛林中无数匪夷所思的奇异妖灵，纷纷前来搅扰。为保灵珠不被抢走，白逍被迫当起小葵的贴身保镖。一个冷面唐朝狐少年，一个呆萌贪财少女，被迫生活在一起，经历这大都市中最诡异的阴谋以及最暖心的情感。

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1997, 75 min., colour, BETACAM SP, Stereo The Japan Foundation, North Foundation, Pandora Co., Ltd (Japan) Special thanks to Hiroko Kodjima scenario: A. Sokurov camera: A. Fedorov sound: S. Moshkov editor: L. Semenova “My journey to your sorrowful country cannot finish… even here in Russia. I can't part with feelings which have captured me… as if my soul had been in search of Beauty and Kindness. If not — what for have I deserved this gift, this meeting… I have arrived in the twilight. The noise of the wind and my tiredness didn't let me fall asleep. I was lying on the floor, there was a small lamp at my head, the bedding had been thrown over the mat. I don't know why, but I began to think about the war, and the scenes of unknown life appeared before me from the past… or, perhaps, from the future; Somebody’s children… somebody's mothers… The summer was warm… Then the morning came, windy, cold and sunny… I examined the house cautiously. It was empty… Then, I remember, I turned back, having heard a creak. It seemed she had not yet noticed me… I decided to come nearer. I can remember well enough, how everything became interesting: walls, utensils, wind, light, sounds — all her life. We agreed that she would let me stay near her all the time All the hours and minutes that I could spend in her old house. I sat near her with her permission. And it was really necessary: I could contem­plate her to my heart's content.” Alexander Sokurov (from the author's text to the film) A myth about lost harmony, which is always with us, though we often cannot feel it, is further developed in this film by Alexander Sokurov. The material used here is concrete and, at first sight, quite fit for TV. The whole work is unhurried and detailed report from an old solitary house, lost in the mountains, in the village of Aska, prefecture Nara, Japan, where an old woman, whose name is Umeno Matshueshi, lives alone. But filmmaker's creative task is quite opposed to the TV information stream. It is not only because this subject, this person couldn't be of any interest for any TV crew in any country (and least of all, perhaps, in modern Japan). Sokurov's camera doesn't watch this character, doesn’t ask any questions, doesn’t surprise her, but extracts uninterrupted poetical image out of the trivial details of this physical reality, out of this extinct life and daily routine. The image is epic and lyrical at the same time. Refined simplicity of Japanese landscape, interior, a series of portraits are not a representation of “couleur local,” but only the sign of ideal technique of the ideal description, allowing to enter this life. The woman, who remains silent throughout the whole film, cooking and eating, kindling the fire and sewing, giving alms and combing her hair before us, recites in the final poem as a prayer: artless and sorrowful tanku about loneliness, about the constancy of losses and gainings. Sokurov shoots this unexpected stroke in his personage's portrait as a lyrical coda of his work.