For an hour and a half or so, it really did feel good to be back.
I swear, people think I’m kidding when I say True Tears is one of my favorite romance shows.
Because sometimes, we just don’t wanna hear ‘em.
(and *spoiler warning, just in case)
And is there even such a thing as an “anime hipster”?
Let me try something new this time around. If you’d remember, I made a post a while back about how we can learn stuff from anime and since then I’ve been a real fan of tangential learning. It might not be for all shows, but I truly believe that there are some that display quite effectively, concepts that classes seemingly make hard to understand.
And to start, I’ll show you guys how the story of fakes, impostors and little sisters might have actually gave you a small taste of some heavy Post-structuralism.
You can’t help but love this girl. I do at least
I bet you’ve never heard of this movie before. If you have, well, I lose
Let it be on the record that Garden of Words, from the time I’ve finished watching it, is now quite frankly my favorite Shinkai Makoto production. This coming from a very skeptic viewer of his many works over the past few years. So do expect me to praise this little wonder every now and then over the course of this review.
I’ll be honest in saying that I was a bit sad to see Medaka Box go. Sure, it kinda tired itself out with plots going off-tangent at times but it was also quirky enough to be a unique “taste” of manga that you won’t really see as much in other more popular (and more successful) titles. It’s not revolutionary, what NisiOisiN (of Bakemonogatari fame) did, but out of nowhere twists and parodies and awesome characters (and side characters to boot) were sure as hell fun to read about. I’m not a big manga reader myself though, and if it wasn’t for the recommendation of a friend I probably would never even try reading Medaka Box. Thankfully I did, and I got to see it off with, probably the most awkward ending to manga I’ve seen – and it couldn’t have fit any better.
Personally speaking, I have always considered the light novel as a genre of its own. It is not merely the amalgam of fantasy and sci-fi, coupled with romance at times, that stock the Young Adult shelves of today. Granted, I read them not in their intended form, which is that of Japanese text, but it is with the essence of the novel that makes for me the biggest difference. I attribute it to the specific literary nature of the Japanese – a style that is their own; completely common-place to them yet, to the eyes of an outside reader, a relatively new and unfamiliar sight.
An unfamiliar sight indeed, being shared by what I would assume as, a relatively small niche of fans of Japanese media in general. It may even be pigeon-holed as being only for fans of Japanese media in general. Anime and manga fans are a more casual bunch in that regard I should say. To watch a story unfold in anime, as supposed to reading one in a novel is in theory something that most would consider more fun to actually do after all.
Is it really that hard to transcribe that experience, that of anime and manga, into a book?
Author Miko Limjoco wishes to do just that.
With his own spin on writing light novels, he welcomes readers into the land in darkness; Kuro.