Even after all the praise I had read of "Grave of the Fireflies," I found myself cynical at best. An anime film that actually held my interest, kept my attention and impacted me? It seemed impossible and nothing had ever really come close. Quite honestly, this was one of the most heartbreaking, moving and yet beautifully filmed movies I have ever seen AND I was watching it on this old, battered VHS copy that didn't nearly bring out the wonders of this film. It reduced me to this shriveled up ball of tears aching, absolutely aching inside at the beauty of the two lead characters, Setsuko and Seita, and the pain they were enduring. It touched me and taught me and moved me in a way that no war film has ever impacted me. "Grave of the Fireflies" did things to me that no war-themed film has ever done.
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