Hayao Miyazaki’s Anti-Comfort Movie | The New Yorker
My Ghibli childhood, according to my mother, began when I was three. One day, seeing me and my sister bored and listless, she put aside some sheet music that she had been practicing—she had quit her career as a pianist to raise us—and began to play the score to “My Neighbor Totoro.” There it was, … Read more
