Caveat lector: spoilers follow for The Boy and the Heron.
Recently I watched Porco Rosso for the first time. I didn’t expect to find the tale of an Italian sea-plane bounty hunter in the Adriatic Sea cursed to look like a pig by his distaste for humanity in the wake of the Great War as personally moving as I did, but boy did I. Porco’s ace pilot schtick…
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