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\n <\/figure>\n<\/div>\nIt boils down to a story about one generation growing into its own identity through the proxy of parenthood \u2014 a challenge that pushes Ken to understand his own parents, and ultimately attempt to forgive their foibles and shortcomings. \u201c[Kids are] like little monsters sometimes,\u201d a character tells Kenji, when asked how they balance their own responsibilities with the demands of raising a child. \u201cThey have hearts and minds of their own. They\u2019re trying to discover who they are and what they want, and the only support they have is us. Imperfect, messed-up us, dealing with our own issues, trying to figure out who the heck we are.\u201d<\/p>\n
That\u2019s a moving, heartfelt sentiment, and when combined with Ultraman: Rising<\/em>\u2019s beautiful animation, lithe character designs, and bountiful color palette, it elevates the film beyond the typical fare of other recent animated children\u2019s movies.<\/p>\nThere are some excellent, thoughtful pieces of character acting in Ultraman: Rising<\/em>, like when Ken transforms into Ultraman in midair while riding a motorcycle over a ramp, gently catching it in the palm of his hand before placing it on the ground beside him like a toy. Or when he absentmindedly fidgets when confronted by how his father\u2019s absence as a child affected him.<\/p>\n\n