Early in Hayao Miyazakiâs latestâand
probably finalâfilm, an earthquake strikes Tokyo. The earth buckles and
writhes, rippling like a belly dancerâs abdomen. Itâs a remarkably
moving scene, both for its raw kinetic energy and for the clear sense of
physical and human destruction. Alas, the rest of The Wind Rises,
even as it showcases Miyazakiâs painterly hand-drawn animation, isnât
nearly so dynamic. And thatâs in spite of a story that revolves around
flight, the based-on-truth tale of an ace aeronautical engineer named
Jiro. Born in 1903, Jiroâs devotion to airplanes gets him unwillingly
swept up in the war machine: He travels to Germany to meet Nazi
engineers and helps build machines that, no matter how beautiful, are
designed to kill. Thereâs an interesting tension here between technology
and totalitarianism, but Jiro is so thinly developedâheâs a genius at
work and a sweet husband to his consumptive wife at homeâthat the
question quickly evaporates. The film has a lovely melancholy, but that
feels largely due to Miyazakiâs impending departure from cinema. Heâll
be missed, even if The Wind Rises is a bumpy ride.
Critic's Grade: B-
SEE IT: The Wind Rises is rated PG-13. It opens Friday at Fox Tower, Lloyd Center, Clackamas, Bridgeport, Cedar Hills.
WWeek 2015