I watched this one again this weekend. It was the third time I've watched this picture. I always tell people what a beautiful film it is, yet I always seem to forget huge portions of it. Now I know why. I JUST DON'T GET IT. I see the very obvious issues of consumption and greed, gaining self-reliance, and innocence, but I swear there is something in here I am not catching. The fantastically imaginative images that Miyazaki thrusts upon the viewer are delightful, morbid, creepy, arresting, adorable, and humorous all at the same time. It is quite a feat! And every time I have watched this, it has jumped out at me and affected me in a new way. I just can't help this feeling that there is something I am missing. Perhaps it could be somehting cultural that doesn't translate easily.......anyway....
Is there anyone out there who feels like they have a good grasp of this movie?