Death and the Robot

A delightful little film I found this week. Death watches over the dreary graveyard and inadvertently kills everything she touches with her boney hands. Robot tends to his nursery of flowers in an underground cave. When they find each other, Death is happy to have someone who doesn’t die at her touch, and Robot is happy to have someone to share his garden with.

When he gives her a pair of gardening gloves, it’s about the cutest thing ever.

Warning: bittersweet ending.

 

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Pay your respects.