Spirited Away
“I think I can handle it.”
I’ve circumstantially missed out on seeing this in the theatre for the last two years, and finally the stars hath aligned. Very glad, the “Kohaku River” scene that I have noted always gives me chills in the past send full shocks down my entire body and made me tear up a little. The theatre, man!
This is going to sound dramatic to anyone who has either A. Not seen it or B. Doesn’t click with it as much as me (ignorant or foolish) but I promise I mean this from the heart. I’ve seen this movie many times now, and it sweeps me off my feet everytime. To me it serves as a worthy ode to why we create, to the beauty of film, and to art as a whole. It’s a very humanist watching experience for me. More than any film can it makes me feel like a child again, but somehow simultaneously reassures my place in the world as an adult. Probably the greatest coming of age film of all time, which feels unfair considering it’s just one of the greatest films of all time period. I’ll never forget watching it for the first time because it remains as one of the films that changed my life forever. There are certain movies that reached into my chest, rearranged my DNA, and then shot me back out into the world: this is one of the foremost examples. I love it with my entire being. I swear to you I’m not gussying up my words to sound pseudo-passionate, I mean everything I say about this. If it hits you anyway like it hits me, watch this for two hours of magic. That’s the best word that can be used to describe it.
Oh wait fuck this is a review for Spirited Away? I thought I was writing about Gremlins 2: The New Batch. Shit. Sorry. Um, Spirited Away is fine, I guess, if you like movies for babies and stuff.