We saw Hayao Miyazaki's 1989 joint Kiki's Delivery Service today. It's the fourth of his I've seen behind Spirited Away, Princess Mononoke, and Howl's Moving Castle and I have to say-- I should start taking his work much more seriously. Despite all the Shakespearean studies of human interaction in life and relationships I adore in French New Wave, Annie Hall and Manhattan, Eternal Sushine and Wong Kar Wai, I have a permanent pyramid of desire to experience and tell classic stories of epic adventures and love I find mostly in old video games like Chrono Trigger, the Final Fantasies, Zelda, Lunar, and in movies like The Seven Samurai.
Miyazaki's stories always give me that feeling-- that desire that you immediately want to take the few people you love and live in his world. There's something so familiar, so safe and fantastical about the world he creates that makes me feel clean and pure, which is quite difficult at my age and with my point of views. There are no religions, no existential crisis, no politics or future or past-- just a story that could be told at any time about things we care about but forget to. I'm ready to watch everything else he's done, and to hopefully retain some of that unexplainable magic that works on me when I watch his movies.
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