what is it about the particular art form that is anime and manga that enjoys uh… what’s the diplomatic way to put it? wasting my fucking time? it’s like an entire style dedicated to mastering the mediocrity of “quantity over quality.” now i can already hear you sharpening your katana and saying, ‘NO — that’s not true. what about [insert your favorite anime]?” to which i say i have a paper clip attached to a rubber band, and i’m not afraid to use it weeb. stay back.
consider the “classics”: dragonball z – 291 episodes. one piece – 97 volumes. naruto – 220 episodes and a really fucking cringe way to run. who’s doing QC on these series? how do you buy 97 volumes of a manga and assert to yourself that you do, in fact, have self-respect? i have no problem with long-form content but goddamn do we need episodes about the gang going fishing? there’s a reason that, in movies, when a character leaves their house to go to an important meeting, they just show up at the meeting in the next scene. we don’t see the person get in their car, adjust their mirrors, back out of the driveway, miss the green light on that one intersection that takes forever to change, finally reach the freeway only to find that the traffic is far worse than google maps had estimated, and proceed to sit in traffic for 45 minutes with only their thoughts as they tune out the mindless morning talk radio.
that’s what anime is. watching your plot’s protagonist sit in traffic.
and if you’re currently mentally constructing your equal parts scathing and witty take-down to this post, consider the facts that a) i do watch anime and am not making this up, and b) i really, really don’t care what you have to say. also, i do have a concealed carry permit for my rubber band/paper clip weapon and i’m highly trained with it.
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