That was the fifth trip. The fifth trip to Blockbuster in eight days and still no luck in renting The Incredibles. At this point it will never live up to the buildup, so we might as well just not see it at all.
But, amidst our guilty wanderings around the store (because you have to get something your fifth time), we stumbled on to Nausicaa of the Valley of the Winds. Where Pixar failed us, Studio Gibhli has once again been there to pick up the pieces. Not only do these guys always have the most stellar voice talent (score two for Patrick Stewart this week and add Mark Hamill to the list), but they "do" animated flight better than any other.
So, we've been savoring it over the past two days and awing at foreign concepts of fantasy. Respectfully silent except for the stray pause for beer and odd discussion:
"I think I'm going to change my name to Jessicaa."
"Yeah, you've got quite the thing for her."
"Well. Did you know that there's a theory bouncing around that the Nausicaa of Odyssey fame may be the actual poet? That there are obvious differences between it and the Illiad that have made people suspect two different storytellers? Especially since--"
"Yeah, yeah. You are so going as her for Halloween this year."
"Hmph. Well, she's probably the strongest female character I've seen."
"Yeah, watch her end up giving Mr. Princey a blow job by the end of the movie."
"No way. She's going to end up capturing and riding one of those sandworms."
"Bi-La Kaifa."
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