Wisecrack Edition on Disney
A standard feeling and insight shared by denizens of the Tokyo Gaijin Community (you will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy, but I digress) was that one went to Tokyo Disneyland to take the cuteness factor of daily Japanese life DOWN a notch or two for a few hours, when one found it too hard to stay numb to the cuteness. Perhaps there's a lesson here. Japanese anime actually have powerful messages and end tragically, or are tragic throughout and then end tragically. The saddest film ever made is 火重るの墓 (Graveyard of the Fireflies) and notwithstanding the little sister Setsuko is as lovable and cute and round-featured as any Disney offering, which probably makes it all the sadder when one thinks on it. Bend like the willow in the implacable onslaught of cuteness, and not be broken like the oak in the tempest, mayhap?