The Wind Rises

this definitely feels like Miyazaki's most personal film. not only because of his experience with war and his fascination with aviation, but because it's a film about the bittersweetness of pursuing passion and the strive to create something perfect, even if that perfection merely exists in your dreams. the music and visuals are great. duh it's ghibli. but what i find most impactful is how it views passion. you need it in order to achieve anything substantial or to live a fulfilling life. you need that dream or that aspiration because it's the best way to keep you motivated. it's a way to find purpose. through this, Miyazaki reflects on his own conflicting morals, the duality of creation and destruction, and the responsibilities of creating something that'll outlive you. does it matter if the things you make have negative consequences? do you have a moral obligation to say something? or can you simply just want to make planes?