I recall seeing this in grade school (possibly kindergarden) and becoming completely enrapt in the story of this little boy and his wonderful red balloon, and I was so into the story that when the film was done, I was crying my eyes out. This was a powerful movie that has stayed with me throughout the years, and one that should really not ever be forgotten. It's a piece of genius, and the terrible state that the film is currently in is atrocious. Some might argue it's quaint and charming the way it is now, but I disagree. It would be fantastic to see this film in it's original vibrant Technicolor beauty, surely the way audiences in 1956 saw it. A classic for all ages, and even though it's technically a French film, there's little to no dialogue, so it's universal in its appeal. I give this short film the highest accolades I can.