| PORCO ROSSO
Set in postwar Italy, the story revolves around a pilot who spends most of the time kickin' it (like so) ...
... Then charging out of his rocky enclave in response to a distress beacon somewhere in the Adriatic Sea (thusly)...
... And finally coasting off into the sunset after a day of heroism and random adventure.
At the time, this Miyazaki film left such an impression on me, I still find myself remembering certain scenes from time to time. The story follows a steady pace with themes like friendship, love, duty, honor, and free-spiritedness (if that's a word) all throughout the subplots and flashbacks. The director/writer designed all his aircraft in the movie, probably deriving their general look from WWI Western European warplanes; these designs, however, appear fundamentally different from any actual planes under close inspection (the fuselage arrangements on Miyazaki's designs are both familiar and technically original, for example). Okay, so there you have it: Porco Rosso.
Life's been pretty good: I've gotten in touch with some old friends I haven't seen in a while, and it feels good reconnecting. Went to a wedding this weekend and had some good food. Saw a friend's newborn and played with his nephew and niece. Had a brief conversation with a friend I thought I lost contact with some time ago. Had some of the chupacabras over for hot drinks, snacks, and lengthy fireside conversations about career, faith, legalism, godliness, alcohol abuse, getting in shape, pirates, and relationships. Did my taxes, and went shopping at Barnes for a book. Man, I've got the munchies - it's 1:30 in the morning, I'm half-asleep, and I've got the munchies. But there's nothing... the guys last night cleaned me out. It's life's minor crises like these that just confounds me from time to time.
For crying out loud, there's seriously nothing to eat... 
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Eddie H. ["BLUE ICE"]
Johnnie P. ["IDENTITY"]
