A somber, elegiac examination of survival and the loss of innocence/childhood during wartime. Grave of the Fireflies is pure humanism of the De Sica variety in anime form. One of the most emotionally devastating, heartbreaking films ever made, but also one that is poignant and beautiful. Transcends the boundaries of animated films, and absolutely belongs not only near the tops of greatest animated film lists, but the tops of greatest film lists, period.
The film isn't as outright Razzie-bad as the review consensus would indicate, but a slightly interesting concept is just executed in a mostly bland, mediocre, and unspectacular fashion. A waste of a talented young cast as well.
There are some creepy and tense moments, but the film is fairly inconsistent in using those effectively. Fortunately, Darkest Hour moves at a rather brisk pace.
Old-fashioned Hollywood weepie with a devastating ending, but it tugs on the heart strings so very well. Jane Seymour has never been more exquisite. Christopher Reeve utilizes his gentle, boyish charisma to maximum effect. But of course, the main draw here is the legendary John Barry's (RIP) unforgettable score. The swells and cadences of the main theme are equal parts pure love and pure melancholy - a perfect aural representation of Richard's state-of-mind throughout the film.
Boris Karloff, with his sunken eyes, gaunt physicality, and eerie inflection, is great as Imhotep. Nonetheless, the film is never even remotely scary or terrifying - in fact, the Mummy proper really only appears for the first 10 minutes. Although the set design and atmosphere are appropriate enough, the plot (essentially "Dracula" in Egypt) moves at a rather torpid pace, while the acting outside of Karloff is equally as lethargic.
This is one of those rare occurrences where the remake…