i watched grave of the fireflies last night, finally. needless to say, i was floored. i couldn't stop sobbing at the end, and i still felt depressed when i woke up this morning. the director makes such wonderful use of silence...he knows exactly when we're crying our hearts out. i remember a long time ago, elaine (or was it frank?) told me
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