Grave of the Fireflies – Review


Grave of the Fireflies is a film whose beauty rises from its tragedy, for it is a prime example of how animation is not a medium strictly for children. 1988 was a rather big year for Japanese animation, as Akira opened the gate for acceptance of a new form to American audiences. But in the exact same year, we were also given two films from Studio Ghibli, My Neighbor Totoro and this. While I don’t particularly consider it to be on the same level ofTotoro the power of Grave of the Fireflies works many wonders – and creates a truly beautiful experience. It’s rare to find an animated film so indulged with beauty to the point, the emotions are so poignant, just as can always be expected from the best of Studio Ghibli’s films. Continue reading →