Parenthood and the inevitable process of aging may be the impetus for this journal entry. My daughter asked if I would see Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs 2 a couple of nights ago...I agreed. As I tracked my response to this all out sensorial assault, I got increasingly upset and disturbed. If there was a blessed moment to catch your breath before the next computer generated manic artillery round to heat seek missile into your brain, I missed it.
I longed for a Miyazaki Moment.
Beautifully formed clouds lazily drifting overhead, set in a azure blue sky. Fields of grass swaying in slow motion. Characters that actually communicated with each other. The pace: like life....sometimes a little slow, sometimes faster, but always just right. In my daily life I reflect on these qualities that are present and alive in all of Hayao Miyazaki's films. There will be moments in the day where I'll slow down and recognize the simple perfection and beauty of life and place. The merry-go-round of our children's entertainment life now speeds to a more intense and fevered tune however. It is akin to a motor drive firing all the time at 15 frames a second of high definition imagery that never backs down, never gives pause to reflect and rest. Miyazaki's films are leisurely meditations on life. Cloudy 2 was an exercise in taking away: peace, imagination and thought. Miyazaki gives back all these things and more. Let a Miyazaki film wash over you and feel the gentleness of it's spirit.
The forces of coarseness and amplitude may hold sway now that Studio Ghibli (Miyazaki's studio) has stated in the press that they are closing...very sad.