Can animation feel truly, painfully real? In the early nineteen eighties, director Ralph Bakshi proved that it could. He perfected the art of rotoscoping, not as a shortcut, but as a conduit… a way to channel raw, unfiltered humanity directly onto the animation cel. Picture an animator in a darkened studio, tracing the weary slump of a musician. He isn’t just copying a line; he is capturing a l...
