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Author and lover of stories that explore and embrace the beauty and darkness of our world.
Watching this right after Nausicaa is particularly satisfying, as it’s easy to feel as if the films are two sides of the same coin, just presented a little differently for each audience.
Nausicaa felt like a desperate plea for a better world, while Castle felt like a whisper.
Walked out of the theatre with a desperate longing to learn French and smoke a cig in the snow with an old friend who looks at you like you’re the sun
A somber goodbye to all things gained, lost, and longed for. I wish the world could be as Miyazaki wanted—perhaps in another life.