Wish I could define the droolworthy goodness this film oozes and the effect it has on me everytime I see it… all I can link to the reason for my fascination with it is that it makes me want to watch, and leaves me with memories of, ‘Mononoke Hime’ every time I see it.

… but then I realized that doesn’t matter … just as the artist David O’Reilly himself points out in his blog;

“What matters to me is that the feeling excited by my films should be universal. An artistic image is capable of arousing identical feelings in viewers, while the thoughts that come later may be very different. If you try to search for a meaning during the film you will miss everything that happens. The ideal viewer is somone who watches a film like a traveler watching the country he is passing though: because the effect of an artistic image is an extra-mental type of communication. There are some artists who attach symbolic meaning to their images, but that is not possible for me. Zen poets have a good way of dealing with this: they work to eliminate the possiblity of interpretation, and in the process a parallel arises between the real world and what the artist creates in his work.”