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Its like oxygen, honestly.
Its glorious, gorgeous, and more than a little profound.
Wolfwalker isnt her alter ego; its her identity, her innate being.
You just fall apart looking at mother and child.
And wait until you see the downright avant-garde way that Moore, Stewart, and their team animate fire.
All this is not to suggest thatWolfwalkersis some kind of oblique, arty, pseudo-experimental film meant for grown-ups.
(The film I kept thinking of, believe it or not, was James CameronsTitanic.)
Kids will be enchanted, adults will be enraptured.
Its somehow light as air yet overwhelming, both ineffable and unforgettable.
