Some time ago I’d ranted about how Grave of the Fireflies was the most depressing anime ever, though others later chimed in with some context in defense. Now I see that Mark has a review up and it’s well worth a read. Like him, I still can’t recommend the title to anyone other than emotional masochists – but I can appreciate its value as a work of art with a message much better after reading Mark’s post. And I learned this wierd anime factoid of the day: Fireflies was originally intended to be seen back to back with My Neighbor Totoro. How’s that for emotional whiplash?