PRINCESS MONONOKE + letterboxd reviews (insp. X , X)
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[Image is a digital drawing of Tarou, Narumi, Hirotaka, and Hanako sprawled on the ground in lounge-wear, such that they form a square of connections. Narumi is in an oversized pink sweater and leggings, happily reading a volume of manga with her head pillowed in Tarou’s lap and her feet kicking onto Hirotaka’s legs. Hirotaka is similarly dressed in a blue sweater and track pants, leaning against some cushions and playing placidly on his Switch. His socked feet are nestled gently against the small of Hanako’s back; she’s on her side, in a green t-shirt and casual shorts, perusing a sewing magazine with her feet pressed against Tarou’s and Narumi’s arms. Tarou is on his back, apparently trying to sleep, nudging at Hanako’s leg with a little annoyance on his face at being disturbed by her kicking. His heather grey sweatshirt is riding up on his belly a little.]
Omg when did we collectively stop posting Bingus ..., that’s so fucked up ...,
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Day 1 of @brargweek: Magic!
Feat. Luciana the plant witch and Martina the plant killer ♥
Time Out’s 50 greatest animated films:
Whisper of the Heart (1995)
Directed by Yoshifumi Kondo
You could sit through ‘Whisper of the Heart’, one of Studio Ghibli’s lesser-known masterworks, and ponder: did this really need to be an animated movie? Eschewing the expressionist flights of fancy most associated with the medium, Kondo’s film is more of a muted family drama that takes place in a very basic and very real Japanese neighbourhood while adopting as its focus the growing pains of sprightly teenage heroine, Shizuku. It traces her persistent attempts to become an author, mainly of pop song lyrics, but takes a sweetly-realised romantic detour when she develops a crush on a fellow student who yearns to be a violin maker in Italy. A lavish dream sequence involving a statue of a Germanic cat in tails and a top hat is the only time we depart from reality, but here is a film that uses the gifts of the animated form to magnify the tiny magical minutiae of everyday life. Things like an ornamental grandfather clock that tells a story when it chimes, or a cat that jumps on a train and leads Shizuku to an antique shop… The realist backdrop in turn makes these small moments feel all the more pertinent, especially as the film works hard to convey the uplifting notion that inspiration can take many weird and wonderful forms – it’s just waiting for you to find it. How else could an ad-hoc chamber music rendition of John Denver’s ‘Take Me Home, Country Roads’ bring a big, salty tear to your eye? A beautiful film. (x)