Reflecting on "Spirited Away"

I watched this old movie of Hayao Miyazaki "Spirited Away" very early, and during the vacation, I reviewed it again out of boredom. As always, I like it.

Ten-year-old girl Chihiro was on a small forest road to her new home in the suburbs with her parents. Her father accidentally drove to an ancient city gate with a long tunnel underneath. Curious parents brought her inside, only to find that on the other side of the tunnel is another world - a bustling bathhouse street specifically providing services for gods. Following the tempting smell of food, the parents came to an empty town where they couldn't resist eating the food prepared for the gods. But after a while, when Chihiro looked at her parents again, they had already turned into two fat pigs. At this time, the gradually darkening town lit up with lanterns, and there were suddenly many strange-looking, semi-transparent people. Chihiro fled in panic and was saved by a boy named Haku who gave her medicine to stop her body from disappearing. And he told her that this town was the world where spirits dwelled, and humans were not allowed to enter.