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Excuse me while I compose myself for a moment and wipe away the worst of the froth. Thank you so much. In point of fact, I didn't put myself entirely through this one because, y'know, there are limits and I think I hit mine at about forty minutes. However, with the thought that surely, surely it couldn't be that bad all the way to the end, I took the time to do some research at the usual web sources. From all accounts, yes, it really is that bad. Set in Japan during the last days of World War II, the story begins with the apparently routine discovery of the corpses of two children in a train station. It segues into a nice scene of the dead children going to Heaven (or some version therof) on the Happy Day Express (Choo-choo!). And then we get to see, in excruciating and prolonged detail, how they died, from the firebombing of their village that killed their mother to the far side of malnutrition. That's the movie. That's it. If the theme is supposed to be "War Is Hell", well, thanks a lot. Bearing in mind that this was an award winning CHILDREN's movie (judged no doubt by The Society For The Advancement Of Night Terrors), I'm sure that the kiddies of the world really needed to be bludgeoned into lifelong pacifism by artistically animated views of Mommy lying on a cot, burned beyond recognition with MAGGOTS crawling all over her. And that’s just the beginning! I'm sooooo glad my kids weren't home when I had this one on! I'd probably have had to use a spatula to peel Spawn of Mutant 2 out from under her bed every morning. And then there's me. I've spent over thirteen years perfecting the art of sprouting gray hairs over every imaginable tragedy that could befall my children. Hey, life is scary. I don't need to imagine THAT hard. What happens in Grave of the Fireflies horrifies every fiber of my maternal being. It doesn't matter that these kids aren't mine, or that they don't exist at all. Call me a coward, but there is no part of me that can sit down and watch this. If that makes me less of a movie reviewer, so be it. I am all for moral lessons - assuming there was one. I love the painstaking artistry of quality Japanese animation — but I draw the line at maggots and dead flesh. I am definitely a fan of dramatic effect — when applied with surgical precision as opposed to being fed slowly through a wood chipper. I appreciate when a movie, a story or a particular scene sticks with me — unless every memory of it leaves me wanting to vomit. From now on, if I want to sit down in the comfort of my living room and observe the slaughter of innocents, I'll just watch the news like everyone else.
Is It Worth Staying Through End Credits?
Intermission! [some sources: IMDb]
This film was initially distributed with Tonari no Totoro because it was thought that this film was so depressing that a cheerful companion film was needed to lift the audience's spirits. Groovy Quotes
Setsuko: Why must fireflies die so young? If you liked this movie, try these:
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