The reaction I had at the end of "The Wind Rises" (Kaze Tachinu), the first feature fully "adult oriented" from japanese animation master Miyazaki Hayao, was initially colder than usual. Or rather, the extraordinary end of the film has deeply moved me, leaving me with a trail of melancholy that will not leave me easily.The rest of the film, however, despite the usual visual magnificence, seemed less "inclined to fly" than the aircraft themselves at the centre of the story.
In fact, unlike all the previous chapters of the sumptuous filmography of the great Japanese animator, "The Wind Rises" (Kaze Tachinu) keeps his characters with both feet firmly in the harsh of everyday life, leaving the Story, or better, the History break aside, into the imagination of Miyazaki.
Some of the great wounds of Japan (which inevitably refer to the most recent ones) as the Tokyo earthquake of '23, the Great Depression and war, become the background to Jiro' s story, the main character. INdeed, he as a child dreams to fly on airplanes and as an adult designs them.
However… maybe be for the slow, thoughtful and bewitching rhythm, for this unusual (for Miyazaki) but sincere need to represent reality, or for the delicate love story, poetic and concrete, the eleventh long feature film by Miyazaki is a film that has not abandoned me; it still settles and grows in, germinates and flourishes. I do not like labels too sententious, but I would say it is a masterpiece. The master Miyazaki sadly said that this is his last movie: viewed as an artistic testament, this extraordinary work takes on an even more important meaning.
To quote the protagonist Jiro (and Paul Valéry): “Le vent se lève, il faut tenter de vivre”.
Thanks for everything, Master.