'Grave Of The Fireflies' was initially released alongside 'My Neighbour Totoro', intended to be watched after said film (which I gave five out of five). Well, let me warn you now. While 'My Neighbour Totoro' is one of the happiest films in the world, 'Grave Of The Fireflies' is its exact opposite. When I was reviewing 'Princess Mononoke' I commended Studio Ghibli for not being too over-protective of their characters, but, well... now they've gone too far.
I hate 'Grave Of The Fireflies'. I hate it like paranoia hates infernal cemeteries. I don't just hate it: I'm frightened of it. I can't take the suspense, the misfortune, the terror of it all... and to think that probably happened in real life at some point. I cannot contain my fear of this.
I don't hate it because it's bad. In reality, 'Grave Of The Fireflies' is an amazing film. There are literally no bad points. It's just that it's so damn depressing. 'Grave Of The Fireflies' is the saddest film in the world, I can almost gaurantee it. Hell, I had the film spoiled for me before I got the chance to watch it, yet I still almost cried. This is clear testament to how affective Isao Takahata's touching story can be.
I'd love to spoil the film for you now. Tell you what happens, how it ends, all the sad sections and tell you why I want every copy of this film set on fire and sent flying into a grave, but not only would I be here forever, but it still wouldn't save you from the horror which you are about to experience (presuming you're going to watch the film). Some of you may think you like a sad film. Go and watch 'Grave Of The Fireflies', come back and make that claim again. Without hesitating.
'Grave Of The Fireflies' is easily a perfect film, as there is simply nothing wrong with it. You may not want to purchase the DVD, because as soon as you've seen it you will absolutely refuse to watch it again, regardless of how much some sadist chap pays you. Because let's face it, money's no good to you when you're dead.
I'd recommend this film, but I'd merely be fuelling a powerful fire and sending more curious flies to their graves. Now excuse me while I go and kill myself.
Five Out Of Five.
I hate 'Grave Of The Fireflies'. I hate it like paranoia hates infernal cemeteries. I don't just hate it: I'm frightened of it. I can't take the suspense, the misfortune, the terror of it all... and to think that probably happened in real life at some point. I cannot contain my fear of this.
I don't hate it because it's bad. In reality, 'Grave Of The Fireflies' is an amazing film. There are literally no bad points. It's just that it's so damn depressing. 'Grave Of The Fireflies' is the saddest film in the world, I can almost gaurantee it. Hell, I had the film spoiled for me before I got the chance to watch it, yet I still almost cried. This is clear testament to how affective Isao Takahata's touching story can be.
I'd love to spoil the film for you now. Tell you what happens, how it ends, all the sad sections and tell you why I want every copy of this film set on fire and sent flying into a grave, but not only would I be here forever, but it still wouldn't save you from the horror which you are about to experience (presuming you're going to watch the film). Some of you may think you like a sad film. Go and watch 'Grave Of The Fireflies', come back and make that claim again. Without hesitating.
'Grave Of The Fireflies' is easily a perfect film, as there is simply nothing wrong with it. You may not want to purchase the DVD, because as soon as you've seen it you will absolutely refuse to watch it again, regardless of how much some sadist chap pays you. Because let's face it, money's no good to you when you're dead.
I'd recommend this film, but I'd merely be fuelling a powerful fire and sending more curious flies to their graves. Now excuse me while I go and kill myself.
Five Out Of Five.
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