This was a very high-quality analysis and video essay. It gave a very poignant perspective on this beautiful Studio Ghibli film. The editing was well done and well paced. Excellent job. I hope you'll share your thoughts on other Studio Ghibli films too.
This is my Hayao Miyazaki's fsvorite film so far. I've been watching them since I was a small child, but now I'm a History undergraduate student it compells me even more. The love story, the (rightfully said) beauty of the everchanging winds, the world between horror and glory, are the main themes of every life. It is our choice whether we pursue our cursed dreams or not. History will never stop.
This movie is one of Miyazaki’s hardest work in creating a overall message and symbolism. There’s many meaning to pick out from this movie, like how most of the town people are wearing blue suits. While Jiro and just a few people aren’t. It shows that in his world everyone isn’t equal, with the economy gone down. Traffic and people hurrying, might show also the economy is down. Many people around Jiro must want to build planes for money. Jiro goes around helping people, we know him as a kind person. Helping the women, when she broke her leg when a earthquake happened. Trying to give kids a sponge cake, this movie is overall about dreams like you say. Striving for a desire, instead of striving for money. Or in the sake of building for need for the war, but enjoy building planes. Which beautiful cursed dreams, they would explode anyway. Jiro falls in love, but to know when Nahoko leaves, It is seen that for what he really matters wasn’t the plane, but it was Nahoko that he cared the most for
Man I'm such a moron - I couldn't figure out this movie on my own. I couldn't figure out what exactly this movie was trying to show us. It felt like tip of the tongue phenomenon, but in my whole brain. This video relieved that for me. Thanks for spelling it out for idiots like me lol. Beautiful movie, and also very sad. Your video left me teary eyed by the end. Well done on a great video!
I don't understand why this video has so little attention It's amazingly well done and perfectly captions the meaning of this movie It's hard for me to choose right words to express my thoughts on English, but let's just say, i kinda cried at the end 'cause the idea of Wind Rises for me is very personal and hearing someone else talking about it in such way made me emotional, in a good sense:)
I have perhaps a small but interesting story to tell about how this film became important to me and also became an important part of my life due to it's political and historical interpretations reflected which also made this film significant. I would like to tell a story about my great-grandfather Robert Anderson who is still alive today at the amazing age of 96. Now you ask yourself, "Okay, what is this guy trying to tell me and what does this have to do with the movie", well plain and simple, my great grandfather served in the Pacific War as a young sailor for 3 years on the USS Birminghan, a light destroyer that saw most of the Pacific War and suffered more damage than anyone could count. My great-grandfather was 16 years old at the time he witnessed America's involvement in the Pacific War. Like many others, his goal was basically to finish school as quickly as possible so he could later work in his father's shoe store with at least a formal education, it changed rapidly when he came home one day on the 7th of December from a baseball game with his then girlfriend (who later became his wife and thus my great-grandmother) as then great-grandfather listened in silence to the rustling of the radio's as the correspondent of NBC reported the attack of Japan on Pearl Harbour. My great-grandfather could feel nothing but rage for the Japanese and the stab in the American heart. We all know it, the classical enthusiastic young man who goes on the call to duty to fight for his country and yes, great-grandfather, like all his other friends and the young american people, felt the urge to serve their country and take revenge on the axis forces, a generation shaped by the military and economic reforms of the united states and how they became a toy of it. And so it was that in 1942, now him already 17, after a long argument with his father (who himself had experienced the horror of the argonne offensive), his girlfriend (who was more than worried) and the school, great-grandfather volunteered for the navy, even though the draft only asked 18 year olds to join the armed forces. With his father's anger and concern behind him, he completed basic training in San Diego, where he was nicknamed "little Eiferman" for his outstanding stamina. At this time hemade very close friends with 2 others (Donald Moore, Carl green) who would later accompany him on his war service, with luck he and his friends were sent to the naval technical training school for armament training and were later assigned together to the USS Birmingham. At this point he had enough time to stay in his country to meet his family a few times, the relationship between his father and him got worse throughout time as his father was still hostile to his son’s idea of joining the war and doing the required service. So it was not long before my great-grandfather, assigned as Gunner of a 20 mm, had his first experience of the brutality of war in Europe in 1943 rather than the more desired Pacific where he wanted to, as he once said "shoot the grins off the Japs' diabolical faces". During the invasion of Sicily his ship gave sea-land bombardment support where he then ,,felt the searing heat of the machine gun fire’’ from which he had to shoot ,,without clear instruction’’ It wasn't long before his ship was assigned to the Pacific Fleet and the "longed for wish" came true, even with the first combat experience he couldn't get close to the horrors of war as he hardly met any resistance in sicily and like others unfortunately he had the dilusion "that the Japanese were similar to a free shooting gallery but with more ease to defeat" During that time, funnily enough the worries about the continuing relationship between him and his girlfriend were the only worries he had at that time. Imagine, a young man like him, scarce age and with the only worry that his girlfriend would leave him? So it was that great-grandfather's perspective of the war would quickly change as his ship would participate in the first intense combat from the battles wake islands to the Solomon interventions where he had his first bloody experience and thus one of the first experiences with the japanese air crafts of all sorts, it was like a daily "bet" among gunners on his ship to ,,count the number of jap planes shot down’’ similarly the ,,more you shot down the more "credit" you got on the ship’’, no shit, he even got into a fight with an upper deck gunner once because they ,,couldn't agree on who could take credit for shooting down a plane once’’, almost like a game but this "betting" would quickly become a thing of the past. When one day the ship was attacked by enemy air crafts and later had to witness how the ship was damaged by bombs and torpedoes, at which a scenario of horror and gruelty arose in front of him as he then, as he explained it to me ,,half dazedly searched for my buds’’ while a mass of wounded formed in front of him. The enthusiasm of a "simple war" quickly disappeared and with this "fire baptism", great-grandfather received the reality perspective of the war. After repairing the ship on the mainland and a short visit to his family, my great-grandfather, now with even greater fears and worries of the future, headed back to the pacific with his brothers in arms where he participated in numerous other battles such as saipan, guam, luzon and fumosa up to the leyte gulf. His image of the war and his enthusiasm changed rapidly, and the former "betting" on shooting down Japanese air crafts would quickly disappear and became a ,,fight-against-death’’ And the enthusiasm came to an end sooner than when it came to another Air raid, where hundreds of sailors lost their life, great-grandfather was absolutely lucky at this point that he was ,,called to leave my post during the attack’’ when he had to look for the weapon supply officer and then exactly the side deck, where his 20 mm was, from a volley of artillery shots ,badly hit. Happiness in absolute misery. At that time he only got away with an artillery splinter that hit his shoulder just a short distance away from his artery and bored into it and at this final point the once patriotically thinking young man had enough of the slaughter, it got worse as he began to develop a psychological distracted panic every time as soon as he saw the silhouette of an aircraft while off-duty, be it an ally or an enemy, which "interestingly" followed that he developed the ,,the strength to recognize aircraft types according to their silhouette, whether it was the PBY, the corsair up to now to the B5N or the Zero’’, for example, he was able to ,,recognize the Zero by its noise’’ alone as many Gunners were used to encounter this aircraft almost every day, it had a mythical status among gunners since its pilots began to carry out kamikaze missions. Another repair on the mainland and a short visit to the family when the great-grandfather, already abhorred by the war, made the acquaintance of the last great battles in 1945. On May 4th, he can remember the day since it counts as the worst day he had to go through during the entire war. While his ship was taking part in the Iwo Jima invasion and had previously got into an intense slaughter with other enemy ships, he quickly recognized a Zero that was flying amazingly high above their heads and that's how I would best describe it in great-grandfathers words ,,The previous Slaughter with a patrol boat caused enough confusion on the ship that day as everyone was busy with their task when the gunner next to me suddenly pointed his finger at the crystal clear sky, and I can still read it from his facial expression, the shock in his eyes fell upon a barely recognizable point high above our heads. For a moment, I thought it was strange that a jap hovered so high above our heads. The Zero, as I experienced it, slowly began to lose altitude after a while. But since the aircraft was difficult to see in the shade, I really couldn't decide whether the pilot was starting to fly in our direction or whether it was just a scout who wanted to locate our position. Only later, when the plane disappeared from our field of vision, we heard screams and intense anti-aircraft noises on the port side. I dared and left my post again. The flak and machine gun fire was aimed at a point that was quickly revealed. I had a lot of experience with aerial bomb attacks at that time but as the Zero flew towards us I knew that there was no ordinary pilot behind the plane. And with the same stare and shock that I felt, I could only watch the plane fly with thunderous speed in the forward of our ship'' To put it in my words again, great-grandfather could only watch the plane when a peculiar wave of the explosion erupted on the ship and on that day he ,,not only lost many battle buddies’’ but also ,,Carl and Donald who were assigned to the forward of the ship artillery that day’’. My great-grandfather could not remove this picture from his head until today and developed a peculiar fear of loud noises resulting into a light form of PTSD not only with the loss of his friends but also with this kamikaze attack. Edit: Since i don't have much space to write, i'll write the part 2 in a comment below this comment
Great Video! I will say I was saddened by the lack of mention of Hori Tatsuo and his novel of which the movie's plot is based on. It's interesting to see even with a biopic Miyazaki chooses to mix fiction into it. And yet the story feels so real because it's based on Hori's own life experiences with his first wife who died of tuberculosis. He too died of the disease but lived long enough to remarry. However it's clear he loved her a lot just based on the fact that he wrote multiple stories with characters based on her. Other than that though it was a well made video :)
Such a great essay! Bravo! The wind rises is one of the best animation film ever made, incredible human and peotic story...as time goes on I realize how important this animation is! A rare masterpiece! Miyazaki, a man with rare talent and rare dedication!
Feel like this movie could only really be about a person in a war. Be they head engineer of a plane, a revolutionary fighting for their home, a soldier who realized all to late that war is a horrible thing. Its a story about the beautiful contradictions within a human being set against the complex background of things they had no say in or power over. Jiro chose his dream to design aircraft because, in the end, the Japanese government was going to get their warplane. Its a terrible, lose lose situation. But its the one he chose because what other option did he have? Put years of studying behind him and work in an industry that (again) was just going to fund the war anyway? Try and start a life in another place, another world essentially? He chose a corrupt dream in a place where only nightmares were available. He chose a world with pyramids. All of this In my view, of course.
The 100th year anniversary of the Great Canto Earthquake was yesterday, September 1st 1923. I saw this film in the theatres today thanks to Ghiblifest. Absolutely incredible.
You've summarised this movie's true message and idea. Unlike other western reviewers who were just focusing on how Miyazaki created a biopic of killer machine and exposing themselves being biased and hypocrites.
Great video for another Miyazaki masterpiece. I want him to live forever, I always want the comfort to know that one of his movies will come out in 2 or 3 years
My favourite film by far, what a beautiful analysis. I really appreciate the creative techniques you used in effectively relaying the emotion of your video essay, like leaving the wind to linger in that unforgettable scene where Nahoko dies. It’s really unfortunate this is the only video essay on your channel, I would’ve loved to see what else you could have made. Such is life. C’est la vie. Le vent se lève! Il faut tenter de vivre!
Not even 40 seconds in and you've used the word 'penultimate' when you meant 'final', you've said this is Miyazaki's only film set in the real world (wrong), and you call the Zero a 'fighter jet.' And that's as far as I will go with this video. Good day, sir.
@@ottowillekuusinen216 So you think Italy is just a made up country then? There's a pretty strong argument that both Totoro and Spirited Away are set in the real world, too.
This was a very high-quality analysis and video essay. It gave a very poignant perspective on this beautiful Studio Ghibli film. The editing was well done and well paced. Excellent job. I hope you'll share your thoughts on other Studio Ghibli films too.
This is my Hayao Miyazaki's fsvorite film so far. I've been watching them since I was a small child, but now I'm a History undergraduate student it compells me even more. The love story, the (rightfully said) beauty of the everchanging winds, the world between horror and glory, are the main themes of every life. It is our choice whether we pursue our cursed dreams or not. History will never stop.
This movie is one of Miyazaki’s hardest work in creating a overall message and symbolism. There’s many meaning to pick out from this movie, like how most of the town people are wearing blue suits. While Jiro and just a few people aren’t. It shows that in his world everyone isn’t equal, with the economy gone down. Traffic and people hurrying, might show also the economy is down. Many people around Jiro must want to build planes for money. Jiro goes around helping people, we know him as a kind person. Helping the women, when she broke her leg when a earthquake happened. Trying to give kids a sponge cake, this movie is overall about dreams like you say. Striving for a desire, instead of striving for money. Or in the sake of building for need for the war, but enjoy building planes. Which beautiful cursed dreams, they would explode anyway. Jiro falls in love, but to know when Nahoko leaves, It is seen that for what he really matters wasn’t the plane, but it was Nahoko that he cared the most for
To summarise in short, We should find happiness in little things without caring what the outcome will be. We must try to LIVE!
Man I'm such a moron - I couldn't figure out this movie on my own. I couldn't figure out what exactly this movie was trying to show us. It felt like tip of the tongue phenomenon, but in my whole brain. This video relieved that for me. Thanks for spelling it out for idiots like me lol.
Beautiful movie, and also very sad. Your video left me teary eyed by the end. Well done on a great video!
I don't understand why this video has so little attention
It's amazingly well done and perfectly captions the meaning of this movie
It's hard for me to choose right words to express my thoughts on English, but let's just say, i kinda cried at the end 'cause the idea of Wind Rises for me is very personal and hearing someone else talking about it in such way made me emotional, in a good sense:)
Thank you for this. Watched this masterpiece today and agree with everything you say. This is in my top 3 Ghibli movie.
Which is number one?
I have perhaps a small but interesting story to tell about how this film became important to me and also became an important part of my life due to it's political and historical interpretations reflected which also made this film significant. I would like to tell a story about my great-grandfather Robert Anderson who is still alive today at the amazing age of 96. Now you ask yourself, "Okay, what is this guy trying to tell me and what does this have to do with the movie", well plain and simple, my great grandfather served in the Pacific War as a young sailor for 3 years on the USS Birminghan, a light destroyer that saw most of the Pacific War and suffered more damage than anyone could count. My great-grandfather was 16 years old at the time he witnessed America's involvement in the Pacific War. Like many others, his goal was basically to finish school as quickly as possible so he could later work in his father's shoe store with at least a formal education, it changed rapidly when he came home one day on the 7th of December from a baseball game with his then girlfriend (who later became his wife and thus my great-grandmother) as then great-grandfather listened in silence to the rustling of the radio's as the correspondent of NBC reported the attack of Japan on Pearl Harbour. My great-grandfather could feel nothing but rage for the Japanese and the stab in the American heart. We all know it, the classical enthusiastic young man who goes on the call to duty to fight for his country and yes, great-grandfather, like all his other friends and the young american people, felt the urge to serve their country and take revenge on the axis forces, a generation shaped by the military and economic reforms of the united states and how they became a toy of it. And so it was that in 1942, now him already 17, after a long argument with his father (who himself had experienced the horror of the argonne offensive), his girlfriend (who was more than worried) and the school, great-grandfather volunteered for the navy, even though the draft only asked 18 year olds to join the armed forces. With his father's anger and concern behind him, he completed basic training in San Diego, where he was nicknamed "little Eiferman" for his outstanding stamina. At this time hemade very close friends with 2 others (Donald Moore, Carl green) who would later accompany him on his war service, with luck he and his friends were sent to the naval technical training school for armament training and were later assigned together to the USS Birmingham. At this point he had enough time to stay in his country to meet his family a few times, the relationship between his father and him got worse throughout time as his father was still hostile to his son’s idea of joining the war and doing the required service. So it was not long before my great-grandfather, assigned as Gunner of a 20 mm, had his first experience of the brutality of war in Europe in 1943 rather than the more desired Pacific where he wanted to, as he once said "shoot the grins off the Japs' diabolical faces". During the invasion of Sicily his ship gave sea-land bombardment support where he then ,,felt the searing heat of the machine gun fire’’ from which he had to shoot ,,without clear instruction’’ It wasn't long before his ship was assigned to the Pacific Fleet and the "longed for wish" came true, even with the first combat experience he couldn't get close to the horrors of war as he hardly met any resistance in sicily and like others unfortunately he had the dilusion "that the Japanese were similar to a free shooting gallery but with more ease to defeat" During that time, funnily enough the worries about the continuing relationship between him and his girlfriend were the only worries he had at that time. Imagine, a young man like him, scarce age and with the only worry that his girlfriend would leave him? So it was that great-grandfather's perspective of the war would quickly change as his ship would participate in the first intense combat from the battles wake islands to the Solomon interventions where he had his first bloody experience and thus one of the first experiences with the japanese air crafts of all sorts, it was like a daily "bet" among gunners on his ship to ,,count the number of jap planes shot down’’ similarly the ,,more you shot down the more "credit" you got on the ship’’, no shit, he even got into a fight with an upper deck gunner once because they ,,couldn't agree on who could take credit for shooting down a plane once’’, almost like a game but this "betting" would quickly become a thing of the past. When one day the ship was attacked by enemy air crafts and later had to witness how the ship was damaged by bombs and torpedoes, at which a scenario of horror and gruelty arose in front of him as he then, as he explained it to me ,,half dazedly searched for my buds’’ while a mass of wounded formed in front of him. The enthusiasm of a "simple war" quickly disappeared and with this "fire baptism", great-grandfather received the reality perspective of the war. After repairing the ship on the mainland and a short visit to his family, my great-grandfather, now with even greater fears and worries of the future, headed back to the pacific with his brothers in arms where he participated in numerous other battles such as saipan, guam, luzon and fumosa up to the leyte gulf. His image of the war and his enthusiasm changed rapidly, and the former "betting" on shooting down Japanese air crafts would quickly disappear and became a ,,fight-against-death’’ And the enthusiasm came to an end sooner than when it came to another Air raid, where hundreds of sailors lost their life, great-grandfather was absolutely lucky at this point that he was ,,called to leave my post during the attack’’ when he had to look for the weapon supply officer and then exactly the side deck, where his 20 mm was, from a volley of artillery shots ,badly hit. Happiness in absolute misery. At that time he only got away with an artillery splinter that hit his shoulder just a short distance away from his artery and bored into it and at this final point the once patriotically thinking young man had enough of the slaughter, it got worse as he began to develop a psychological distracted panic every time as soon as he saw the silhouette of an aircraft while off-duty, be it an ally or an enemy, which "interestingly" followed that he developed the ,,the strength to recognize aircraft types according to their silhouette, whether it was the PBY, the corsair up to now to the B5N or the Zero’’, for example, he was able to ,,recognize the Zero by its noise’’ alone as many Gunners were used to encounter this aircraft almost every day, it had a mythical status among gunners since its pilots began to carry out kamikaze missions. Another repair on the mainland and a short visit to the family when the great-grandfather, already abhorred by the war, made the acquaintance of the last great battles in 1945. On May 4th, he can remember the day since it counts as the worst day he had to go through during the entire war. While his ship was taking part in the Iwo Jima invasion and had previously got into an intense slaughter with other enemy ships, he quickly recognized a Zero that was flying amazingly high above their heads and that's how I would best describe it in great-grandfathers words ,,The previous Slaughter with a patrol boat caused enough confusion on the ship that day as everyone was busy with their task when the gunner next to me suddenly pointed his finger at the crystal clear sky, and I can still read it from his facial expression, the shock in his eyes fell upon a barely recognizable point high above our heads. For a moment, I thought it was strange that a jap hovered so high above our heads. The Zero, as I experienced it, slowly began to lose altitude after a while. But since the aircraft was difficult to see in the shade, I really couldn't decide whether the pilot was starting to fly in our direction or whether it was just a scout who wanted to locate our position. Only later, when the plane disappeared from our field of vision, we heard screams and intense anti-aircraft noises on the port side. I dared and left my post again. The flak and machine gun fire was aimed at a point that was quickly revealed. I had a lot of experience with aerial bomb attacks at that time but as the Zero flew towards us I knew that there was no ordinary pilot behind the plane. And with the same stare and shock that I felt, I could only watch the plane fly with thunderous speed in the forward of our ship'' To put it in my words again, great-grandfather could only watch the plane when a peculiar wave of the explosion erupted on the ship and on that day he ,,not only lost many battle buddies’’ but also ,,Carl and Donald who were assigned to the forward of the ship artillery that day’’. My great-grandfather could not remove this picture from his head until today and developed a peculiar fear of loud noises resulting into a light form of PTSD not only with the loss of his friends but also with this kamikaze attack.
Edit: Since i don't have much space to write, i'll write the part 2 in a comment below this comment
So when's the part two coming?
Hey man, this was probably one of the most interesting comments I’ve ever read. If you ever want to finish the story in thread, I’m all ears.
Great Video! I will say I was saddened by the lack of mention of Hori Tatsuo and his novel of which the movie's plot is based on. It's interesting to see even with a biopic Miyazaki chooses to mix fiction into it. And yet the story feels so real because it's based on Hori's own life experiences with his first wife who died of tuberculosis. He too died of the disease but lived long enough to remarry. However it's clear he loved her a lot just based on the fact that he wrote multiple stories with characters based on her. Other than that though it was a well made video :)
Such a great essay! Bravo! The wind rises is one of the best animation film ever made, incredible human and peotic story...as time goes on I realize how important this animation is! A rare masterpiece! Miyazaki, a man with rare talent and rare dedication!
A beautiful analysis which speaks to me very personally.
I cannot express in words how much beautiful this film
Feel like this movie could only really be about a person in a war. Be they head engineer of a plane, a revolutionary fighting for their home, a soldier who realized all to late that war is a horrible thing. Its a story about the beautiful contradictions within a human being set against the complex background of things they had no say in or power over. Jiro chose his dream to design aircraft because, in the end, the Japanese government was going to get their warplane. Its a terrible, lose lose situation. But its the one he chose because what other option did he have? Put years of studying behind him and work in an industry that (again) was just going to fund the war anyway? Try and start a life in another place, another world essentially? He chose a corrupt dream in a place where only nightmares were available. He chose a world with pyramids. All of this In my view, of course.
This is my favourite anime movie, there's very few commentary on this anime here on CZcams, thank you so much for this.
The 100th year anniversary of the Great Canto Earthquake was yesterday, September 1st 1923. I saw this film in the theatres today thanks to Ghiblifest. Absolutely incredible.
The Wind Rises is my favorite Ghibli movie, and one of my favorites movies period! Excellent from start to finish!
You've summarised this movie's true message and idea. Unlike other western reviewers who were just focusing on how Miyazaki created a biopic of killer machine and exposing themselves being biased and hypocrites.
This is great!, you put words to thoughts I hadn't been able to land. I hope you keep doing it!
Great video for another Miyazaki masterpiece. I want him to live forever, I always want the comfort to know that one of his movies will come out in 2 or 3 years
Thanks! You made a well-paced, nuanced approach to a fantastic movie. I hope to see something from you again
My favourite film by far, what a beautiful analysis. I really appreciate the creative techniques you used in effectively relaying the emotion of your video essay, like leaving the wind to linger in that unforgettable scene where Nahoko dies.
It’s really unfortunate this is the only video essay on your channel, I would’ve loved to see what else you could have made.
Such is life. C’est la vie.
Le vent se lève! Il faut tenter de vivre!
I love this film, such an underrated masterpiece
This was amazing. The analysis, and the film.
That. . was beautiful. My heart...!
A very high quality and entertaining video essay. Thank you for making it!
4:07 Where I cried the most
Miyazaki's greatest film by far
Every other review video of the wind rises is so shallow and boring, this one is perfect
This movie is art and so comes your art from this art.
What a beautiful video, thank you for this!
This is amazing!!,
Incredible video!! Instantly subscribed
This is amazing
this may be one of my favourite movies...
Great video bro. Love this movie
So true bestie, this is honestly my all time favorite movie 😢
LOVE THIS, KILLIN IT!
beautiful essay. beautiful film.
Excellent production on your video and excellent analysis, keep the nice work!
This is really beautiful (you have that video essay voice too). Could you do one on Before sunset?
Great analysis. Thanks for sharing
Two words: Thank you.
Loved this
Loved your thoughts behind this movie
this was so damn beautiful
*That was amazing*✨✨
Friend I hope your Channel makes it big keep up the good work
Thank you
Wonderful video
i neeeeeeeeeed more videos from uuuu!!!!!!!!!!!!
Please make more videos!
2:55 beautiful
That graffiti artist's dog has worms.
Subbed
That's a sub!
I don’t wanna be that guy-but the zero isn’t a jet as it doesn’t have a jet engine but good video non the less
4:22
Just amazing!
"bio pics"
"fighter jet"
man
0:33 ,,The World war 2 fighter *JET* the mitsubishi A6M Zero'' ROFL
Not even 40 seconds in and you've used the word 'penultimate' when you meant 'final', you've said this is Miyazaki's only film set in the real world (wrong), and you call the Zero a 'fighter jet.' And that's as far as I will go with this video. Good day, sir.
You might be pleasantly surprised, but The Wind Rises is not Miyazaki's final film. He's currently working on a new feature called "How Do You Live?".
Fighter jet does sounds more exciting in my opinion
I'm diggin' this constructive criticism.
It really is miyazaki's only film set in the real world.
@@ottowillekuusinen216 So you think Italy is just a made up country then? There's a pretty strong argument that both Totoro and Spirited Away are set in the real world, too.
Oof. Why would you not use the English voices. The Japanese dub is so much worse