My Neighbor Totoro, Kiki's Delivery Service, Princess Mononoke-when it comes to animation gods, there's Hayao Miyazaki, and then there's everybody else.
For one thing, the well-deserved success of that movie inspired people to discover his earlier works like "My Neighbor Totoro" and "Kiki's Delivery Service" (verdict: not as good), and to re-visit his high-profile 1997 environmentalist screed "Princess Mononoke" (verdict: I still don't know what all the fuss was about).
Early in his career — My Neighbor Totoro notwithstanding — he seemed satisfied with solid if offbeat plots, self-contained stories that required little elaboration.
I settled back in my seat, confident that Japan's Hayao Miyazaki had once again created his particular kind of animated magic, and that the movie would deserve comparison with " Spirited Away ," " Princess Mononoke ," " My Neighbor Totoro ," "Kiki's Delivery Service" and the other treasures of the most creative animator in the history of the art form.
The bustling book seems like it would jibe poorly with the sweeter, more sentimental style of Japanese master animator Hayao Miyazaki (Spirited Away, My Neighbor Totoro), but the two work surprisingly well together, and Miyazaki's animated adaptation of Jones' book is a charming and thoroughly absorbing treat.
(For my money, 1988âs My Neighbor Totoro remains his most profound work, a giddy, sometimes somber examination of childhood fears and magic that has propeled and informed all of the animatorâs films since.)