Empty your bowels, before you fill them.

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I haven’t chosen to just make the character of Chihiro like this, it’s because there are many young girls in Japan right now who are like that. They are more and more insensitive to the efforts that their parents are making to keep them happy. There’s a scene in which Chihiro doesn’t react when her father calls her name. It’s only after the second time he calls that she replies. Many of my staff told me to make it three times instead of two, because that’s what many girls are like these days. They don’t immediately react to the call of the parents. What made me decide to make this film was the realisation that there are no films made for that age group of ten-year old girls. It was through observing the daughter of a friend that I realised there were no films out there for her, no films that directly spoke to her. Certainly, girls like her see films that contain characters their age, but they can’t identify with them, because they are imaginary characters that don’t resemble them at all.

With Spirited Away I wanted to say to them “don’t worry, it will be alright in the end, there will be something for you”, not just in cinema, but also in everyday life. For that it was necessary to have a heroine who was an ordinary girl, not someone who could fly or do something impossible. Just a girl you can encounter everywhere in Japan. Every time I wrote or drew something concerning the character of Chihiro and her actions, I asked myself the question whether my friend’s daughter or her friends would be capable of doing it. That was my criteria for every scene in which I gave Chihiro another task or challenge. Because it’s through surmounting these challenges that this little Japanese girl becomes a capable person. It took me three years to make this film, so now my friend’s daughter is thirteen years old rather than ten, but she still loved the film and that made me very happy.

I wanted you to think about yourself. And I mean really think. What are you good at? What do you suck at? Then I wanted you to put it down on paper. And not so I could see it, and not so anybody else could see it, but so that YOU could see it. Because ultimately, you dont have to answer to me. You don’t have to answer to Kelso. You don’t have to answer to your patients, for God’s sake! You only have to answer to one guy, Newbie, and that’s YOU.

Travelogue. Epilogue Post #23.

I know my travels were a while ago now and I said my ‘travelogue’ was done, but I’ve been feeling a sort of nostalgia for the time in the Philippines. I also found a few unconverted RAW files on my computer I had forgotten about. Plus, I don’t really have much other content to post… Boo..

An illuminated quote from the Rizal museum in Intramuros.

I Love You, Man (2009)

Sideways (2004)

I watched this at 6am this morning due to insomnia.

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Ironically we were studying The Scarlet Letter. Isn’t that always the way? The books you read in class always seem to have some strong connection with whatever angsty adolescent drama is going on. Except for Huckleberry Finn. ‘Cause I don’t know too many teenage boys who’ve ever run away with a big, hulking black guy.

Don’t you think dreams and the Internet are similar? They are both areas where the repressed conscious mind vents.