Lol. Yup. In High School.
The actual anime club was showing Witch Hunter Robin (or... probably not that, but something with Robin in it that involved a female cop/detective) which made me sick to the stomache to have to sit through. So I instead gravitated to the Sailor Moon Fan Club, whose officers were leaving, and I helped retool that club into the Shoujo Animation Society. For the longest time, we showed Fushigi Yuugi. We tread water for a semester or two, then we went mainstream, renamed ourselves the Japanese Animation Society, launched with a showing of Pokemon The Movie in the fall semester, grabbed tons of Freshman, showed Evangelion (which I eventually came to loathe) and beat the original anime club into bloody submission! muahahaha!
Oh, and we always had a Miyazaki month. No-brainer.
I think I only really started to hate anime in Senior year. I finally realized the extent to which DragonBall Z was commercialized, perceived this as endemic of the entire industry, and at the same time got fed up with Neon genesis Evangelion's "oh-boo-hoo-for-shinji-and-co" psychobabble nonsense. That felt like utter betrayal because the theme song was so friggin' cool!
But yeah, before that I believed that I had to turn to Japanese animation for deeper subject matter. Then I discovered Batman: the animated series! LOL. No, seriously, some nice american animations came out (I wish I'd watched more of Spawn) and there was a very short-lived Disney Revival (Tarzan, Lilo & Stitch), and of course, the rise of Pixar, the NEW Disney! Also, by that time I'd been able to completely absorb most of the common anime formula in such a way that they no longer surprised me or entertained me. I started anticipating jokes and predicting outcomes.
Never good. This is the same reason why I no longer watch Gilmore Girls.
But enough about me, what about you? Have you read the oh-my-gawd-so-good Nausicaa mangas by Miyazaki? Spanning more than 1200 pages, he finally has enough canvas to fully examine mature issues that felt shallowly-understood in 2 hours films. Man... actually, don't read 'em. They'll steal away about 2 days of your life that you'll never get back.
Oh and uh...what's your opinion on Rumiko Takahashi? Not her new latest stuff (Inu-yasha? *yeck* it's been done!), but her original more wacky less "refined" works. I almost want to call her a trailblazer because it feels like everything copies off of her romantic comedies, from the soulful Maison Ikkoku to the more uproariously comically inventive Ranma. And if you go back far enough, Uretsei Yatsura and Lum, pure crazy wackiness that's off the wall and unrestrained. And through all her stuff, an underlying warmth of character and human feeling that emerges now and again that for a split second washes away the veneer of comic relief to let us believe in the character's real depth of experience...
AUGH! YOU GOT ME MONOLOGUING!
~Carmine M. Red
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