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Just finished Porco Rosso in my watching of the Miyazaki filmography, and somehow I’m getting a feeling like guy likes planes!

I love the unexplained magical realism of all the movies so far. It’s a normal world, except this one minor thing - a flying island castle, a witch comes to visit your town, the PTSD of war turns you into a literal pig unable to rejoin society.

“I'd rather be a pig than a fascist”. Ohhhh boy ❤️