Grave Of The — Fireflies Roger Ebert [hot]

Roger Ebert’s Rule of thumb: A great film is one that allows you to see the world through another’s eyes. Grave of the Fireflies forces you to see through the eyes of a helpless child. The animation becomes a tool of unbearable intimacy. When Setsuko sucks on a marble and pretends it’s a candy, we don’t see a drawing; we see a child’s imagination cannibalizing itself to survive. When she finally makes a “rice ball” out of mud and clay, eating it with desperate, theatrical delight, the screen blurs. That is the moment you realize you are crying.

BY ROGER EBERT / April 8, 1988

We open in a crowded train station. A young boy, ragged and skeletal, leans against a pillar. He is dying. A janitor approaches, finds a candy tin, and tosses it into a field. From the tin, a small, ghostly firefly rises. So begins the memory of Seita, a teenager trying to keep his little sister, Setsuko, alive in the final months of World War II. grave of the fireflies roger ebert

At the very end, we see a modern Kobe, neon and chrome, bustling with life. And on a hill overlooking the city, two ghost children sit on a park bench, eating a candy tin that will never be empty. They are not sad. They are simply waiting. Waiting for us to remember what happened to them. Waiting for us to ensure it never happens again. Roger Ebert’s Rule of thumb: A great film

The story is brutally simple. After their mother is horrifically burned to death in a firebombing—her bandaged, maggot-ridden body a shocking image for any medium, let alone animation—Seita and Setsuko move in with a distant aunt. The aunt is not a monster. She is worse: she is practical. As rations shrink and the war effort fails, her kindness curdles into passive-aggressive resentment. “You eat our rice but do nothing for the war,” she seethes. Seita, too proud and too young to beg, takes his sister to live in an abandoned bomb shelter. When Setsuko sucks on a marble and pretends