Every so often, we come across a truly crafted work. A work in which the myriad aspects of its creation are delicately shaped to meet a purpose, to intertwine with each other in loving caress. The work becomes singular and precious in its own methodology; an aesthetic ideal can be observed in its very craft. Belonging to this sparse group is Sengoku Collection’s 18th episode, both a tragedy and triumph of human solidarity.
A glance at anime since summer of 2011 reveals a world of colour. A myriad of shows, all distinct by various facets of their creation, whether they be art style, synopsis, or even the people behind it. Given this great variety, it’s only natural that we’ve created systems of classification for them, understood as genres. However, often a show fails to fall under a single genre, instead possessing the signs of several. When you take a look at every show, two genres emerge as the most plentiful: romance and comedy. Something strikes us as odd. While the romantic drama or the sci-fi anime may have a continuous plot, it is exceedingly rare to rind a continuous plot in a comedy. Instead, anime comedies tend to be episodic in nature. Why is this?
Anybody reading my blog my have noticed that I haven’t uploaded anything new lately. Well, allow me to explain myself.
When writing posts about anime, my ideas come to me in fleeting, effervescent moments. These moments sprout in my head throughout the episode or, having finished the subject, afterwards. The small bubbles eventually grow, and I begin to do some research to get some more perspective on the prospective birth. This egg, having been nurtured, eventually pops and makes its way into substance; it becomes a post.
Most of the time however, these children don’t make it. What may have seemed a wonderful idea grows into a cumbersome and faulty article. I become occupied with matters of life. I lose interest in what I’m writing. Things happen. Posts for me are very much like turtle eggs: all of them struggle to reach the sea, but the majority are devoured by forces out of their control.
Lately I’ve gotten to thinking: what way is there to give these posts their metaphorical grave markers? Some of the posts were pretty neat ideas, too. After a bit of thinking, I decided to make myself a tumblr. In this tumblr, I plan to put all unfinished drafts of my posts. And who knows? Maybe with a bit of necromancy, I’ll make them into full posts.
Strange, wondrous things are possible with fiction. Aliens come and invade the Earth, but eventually succumb to human disease. A secondary moon appears in the sky and breaks a female assassin’s perception of reality. An old countryman deludes himself with fiction itself into thinking he’s a knight and even acts like one. The begotten prince of tyranny liberates his country and world from strife with the help of bipedal mobile armor suits that shoot colourful lasers and make things go boom, helped by a team of women and men whose hair colours span the visible spectrum. We’ve only scratched the surface of what’s possible. And that’s what we want.
So forgive me for saying that Sankarea’s concept (finally getting to my point here) isn’t anything extraordinary. It’s not as nonsensical as Tsuritama, nor is it as down-to-earth as Sakamichi no Apollon. It’s a story of a girl turned zombie. In fact, in light of all the currently circulating stories about undead beings, the premise comes off as rather ordinary. Yet, it’s one of my favourite shows this season. Why? To be straightforward, I like what I see.
WARNING: this post is ridiculously long and image-heavy.
To be honest, I didn’t have all that much to say about Pengidrum last week. Sure, there were things to say, but I didn’t feel any urgent need to express them, so I ended up not making a post. However, I’m pleased to say that with the fifth episode of Pengidrum, I have found quite a bit to say. I absolutely love how much Ikuhara is able to pack into a single episode.
Today, I’m not going to talk about the third episode specifically, but instead talk about the last three episodes of the show. The third episode was largely that of dramatic exposition and character development. Naturally, there’s a lot to be talked about in that, as well, such as the Takakura family photo flipped over by Kanba when Ringo chose to come over, the diary and Ringo’s role in the grand scheme of destiny, and FABULOUS MAX. Not to mention the blatant Utena references (the cow costume and Nanami, anyone?) that showed up in this episode. Ikuhara continues to pile on the mysteries.
I have to apologize for how late this is, as it’s a combination of both how long it took me to move all my stuff to my new apartment (well, really, my friend’s, since I’m moving out of the state next month) and a large-scale movie binge with my friends. I was thinking of releasing this article as a combination between episodes 2 and 3, but that ruins the fun of episode-by-episode discussion, and I already had half this written up by the day of this episode airing, so I figured that I might as well.
I think it goes without saying that PengiDrum is one of the most talked about shows of the 2011 summer anime season. I’m sure I’m missing a lot of bloggers’ insight on the show, as well as forum discussion as I’m rather limited in my scope for forums, but it seems that way.