Pompo the Cinephile

A miracle testament to the compulsion, craft, and sacrifice required in meaningful creative expression. Articulate, specific, and deeply felt while simultaneously concise and wholly unpretentious.

Actors, directors, editors, producers, even financiers are shown to be roles with potentials for excellence and passion in their own ways which deeply affect the subsequent work (srsly what portraits of creativity give credit to the financiers that take the leaps of faith that let the things get made in the first place). Accident and spontaneity are shown as inseparable parts of the creative process. Introspection and personal insights are shown to be the key to resonant art. These are very astute observations about filmmaking that I have heard echoed many times in interviews with my favorite artists, and to see them reflected in this random anime movie is so crazy to me. That's to say nothing of the tour de force the editing segment of this film is, which has a specificity that I could not be more grateful for.

For all the beautiful and astute things it has to say, it really is the energy and enthusiasm of this film that makes it so infectious and inspiring. Crazy what happens when you abandon ego and actually put unabashed artistry ahead of your own petty hangups (this being made in the same industry that produced Belle is some twist). Of course this all got wasted on animefan mouthbreathers, but this is the type of thing to blow the right minds in the coming years.