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rushthatspeaksMan, that's just scary.
In other news, some non-spoiler Hopefully I am now not bothering all the non-anime peoples.
Hellsing:
Oh, baby. The existence of this show makes my life a happier place, in a disturbing and blood-fetishy hormonal sort of way. SO delighted. Not one of the world's great works of art or anything, but look! Kick-ass intelligent female cast who are sexy as hell! Plot that throws random British coolness at one whenever it feels like it needs a change (Knights of the Round Table, anybody?)! The only pretty man in the history of anime to be actually definable as a liquid! What's not to like? Well, besides the incredibly gloomy color palette, which is stylistically appropriate but still gives me a headache, and the fact that the sheer Tarantino-esque violence of it all gives me twinges. And the religious fanaticism can get just a tad overwhelming. However, all that only kicks in when one stops to think about it, and this series is the best one I've ever seen at causing me not to be able to think with my brain. Highly recommended, especially to pervy people like me.
Shingetsukan Tsukihime:
Finally finished it. Something of a disappointment, in the final analysis, although the hero did actually take advantage of a Kiss Her You Twit moment, which is something that does not happen often enough. (We all know Kiss Her You Twit moments, right? They're when you sit there saying, in tones of voice that range from mildly annoyed to actually screaming, 'Kiss her, you twit! She's right there, and she wants you to, and your lives will both be much better, I promise!', only he never does. Except here he does.) I liked the characters very much, and the show is certainly worth watching if only to see them and their interactions, but oh, this thing could have used a better plot. And it had the pacing of a glacier. Fun and pretty, but very much a second-tier series.
Arjuna, Disc 1:
With the pretty. Oh, the pretty. Budget of the GODS. Some of the most beautiful animation I've ever seen, anywhere, ever, with only a few glaring slips into obvious CGI. Great music, too. And I kind of like the characters. However, it's really too soon for me to tell about this series, because it brings up a lot of very big, very profound, very important themes very fast that one could either make a great piece of art out of or sort of just sit there and ignore, and I honestly cannot tell which it is going to do. If it goes into the philosophical implications of what it has mentioned, it could be one of the great series ever. Or it could be a pretty monster-of-the-week show. Further analysis pending.
St. Luminous High School, Ep. 1:
Even the presence of Goku's voice actor playing a fuchsia-haired transvestite could not salvage this from being so deadly boring that I began to count the number of hairs on my knuckles by way of passing the endless quantity of time this episode took to go away.
Yami to Boushi to Hon no Tabibito, Eps. 1-3:
I'm liking this well enough that I memorized the title, which says something, 'cause that took some work. A sweet, strange little shoujo-ai-- I didn't think anybody *made* shoujo-ai, but lo, they did. I realized that I know too much about Japanese counterculture when upon first glimpse of the art I said, 'Wow, that looks like all those pics from bishoujo games that you see on review sites on the Internet', and yes, on the second episode the translation notes stated that this is a bishoujo game adaptation. However, this is not necessarily a bad thing; for one thing, the anime is not hentai. For another thing, that means that some of these women kick ass! Episode 2 was amazing and stands pretty much independently; I'd recommend it to anybody who wants to see a nifty riff on spy movies, and there are huge portions of it I want on freeze-frame just to stare at. I swear the animation director had to be female because they got the way that a woman who is fighting automatically adjusts for the presence of hair in face and tries to minimize the bounce factor. Most people who show large-breasted women fighting ignore the fact that many of the moves they show would cause actual, genuine, significant pain if a woman let that much bouncing take place. Episode 2 had a woman who *knows how to put up with the damn things so they don't get in the way*. That is a genuine treat that I had not seen in anime before. Also, the protagonist of this show is basically the person I would be if I were simply physically translated into an anime character-- blue-green hair that hits her knees, tendency to wear skirts but alternate between 'boku' and 'ore' (Girl uses ore!), big sword, taste for pretty women, no bullshit tolerance. I so approve. Mind you, I am worried about the rest of the series, because Ep. 3 really kind of sucked and fell into being aggravatingly sentimental and cute and if it keeps doing that I will be really annoyed because there is so much potential. But everyone should go see Ep. 2, just as a nice fun fluffy piece of entertainment that reminded me of the best of the comedy bits of Mythical Detective Loki.
Wolf's Rain:
I think this series is my religion. Literally. That is all that can be said.
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Date: 2004-01-26 05:51 pm (UTC)What is "boku?" I know "ore" is more masculine, but I have no clue what "boku" is.
We need to see more Wolf's Rain. And I acually need to talk with you about what you wrote just here now, because my brain just had one of those moments where an idea from my head collided with what I think are ideas from yours, and might have resulted in massive idea-confusion in a faraway galaxy, or the lucidity of truth, or both.
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Date: 2004-01-26 05:51 pm (UTC)What is "boku?" I know "ore" is more masculine, but I have no clue what "boku" is.
We need to see more Wolf's Rain. And I acually need to talk with you about what you wrote just here now, because my brain just had one of those moments where an idea from my head collided with what I think are ideas from yours, and might have resulted in massive idea-confusion in a faraway galaxy, or the lucidity of truth, or both.