Pan’s Labyrinth, the gorgeous film by Guillermo del Toro, was on TV again the other day, and just seeing certain scenes brought all the feelings I had upon my first viewing flooding back.  I should say at the outset that it is easily one of the best fantasy films in recent memory.  Nevertheless, I left the theater with a niggling discomfort.  Where the discomfort came from I didn’t know.  Until now.

Big old spoilers after the jump.