Namida lent this to me a couple weeks ago. I haven’t even heard about it. It was fun. Even when I think there’s a disc missing, because if that was the end, I want my money back.
Warning, it’s got some nudity, so beware.
The same can be said about the other one, Gun Frontier. But I gladly forgive Matsumoto. Because. It’s Harlock and Tochiro all over again, but they’re not pirates right now. They’re gun-men. Well, Harlock is. Tochiro is a samurai playing guns. I love that pair.
This is one of the reasons I sorely regret not having got myself into the first ship to Japan that passed by my place: to get the new Evangelion post stamps that will be on sale in the land of the Rising Sun from Frebruary the 23th.
The collection Anime Heroes and Heroines will be sold in 10 stamps straps, at 80 yens each.
Now they’re at Evangelion, but before were Pokémon, Gundam, and (bow your heads) Galaxy Express 999. Gatchaman, too, but I know nothing about it. More info (in japanese) here.
This side of the world suddenly seems so lousy.
This is proving to be an amazing year already. I got New Year presents. Among them, Cosmo Warrior Zero, some new Matsumoto stuff.
So here goes my comment. The Werecat girl said ”you are gonna love Zero, much more than Harlock”. The characters, she meant. Well, I don’t. I remain true to the scar-faced pirate. But Zero is a fine guy, I admire his efforts to take care of his crew, mechanical men or human. And I like the female character, Marina. She’s not tough, but she’s no china doll, either. She’s very real, to me.
But I must be sincere, the best times of the whole series are those when Tochiro, Emeraldas and Harlock are in scene. I rolled off my bed in laughter when red-clad Emeraldas finds his boyfriend about to be hanged, and asks him how he ended up in that situation, and he starts explaining:
- You know, this babe Sylvianna, she seduced me, and I got confused, and then she got me in this tramp and, xeexee…
- ¬¬ Well. I’ll let you to calm yourself down, then. Later.
And she leaves him hanging from the rope. I absolutely have to watch Warrior Zero again.
First, GTO. I liked it even tough it’s full of bizarre jokes. It’s amazing how much English wormed its way onto Japanese speaking. I mean, they directly say words like ‘party’, ‘thank you’, ‘ok’, ‘event’ (evento), ‘teacher’… Just like us, Spanish speakers. Maybe I thought Japanese were far more nationalists than we are.
All this honor sense that reigns through their educational system, versus the real vocation to protect and educate people, is interesting. If I weren’t what I am now, I’d be a teacher. So, I can understand the motivations of these people.
Great Teacher Onizuka is fun, is absurd, is tough, is caring. In a rough way, but caring all the same. That’s what matters, I guess.
And last but no least, I got my share of fantasy with Tactics (Namida-san, you are the best anime provider ever). It’s the classic telling of a priest that hunts demons with the help of a powerful demon-eater… I simply enjoy it. Specially when the dark, sleek, handsome demon himself is voiced by Takahiro Sakurai. This boy, being a good fellow, makes the voicing of two more characters I like: Cloud Strife, from Final Fantasy VII, and Dragon Shiryu, from Saint Seiya Hades.
And tonight I was wondering why the demon seemed so charming to me…
NeoTokyo is about to explode.
Haven’t watched it yet; just bought it last night by chance. The little shop where sometimes I find interesting stuff was covered in shojo, some Macross Plus, and j-pop (I will return). Some Ghibli, too (Castle in the sky, Kiki’s delivery service), which are always good, but the werewolf girl had lent those to me before.
These days my mother has gone on a clean-up frenzy, so I was forced to re-arrange my books, movies, and the few comic and manga I’ve got. So I found some things I had forgotten I had: drawings people have done for me (Dragon Ball, Harlock, Justice League), the Ultimate Spiderman number this guy from the Comic Conventions so kindly gave me, my Harlock action figures, my rubber spider and bat, and borrowed stuff I have not given back (four Saint Seiya books I haven’t even read!).
So, it seems this weekend -even if they’re luring me into this ecological thing- will be spend with Akira. I watched it for the first time at this little manga expo four years ago, but the audio wasn’t that good then. Let’s fix that now, ne?
(I just learned this Katsuhiro Otomo pal was involved in Metropolis and Steamboy. Already admire him.)
Are you watching Queen Millennia? Is that Hajime with a new haircut?
My bro surprised me by saying that. I didn’t expect him to remember. I was a little thing at the time they aired that series, and he is a tad younger than me.
Explaining him Galaxy Express 999 is from the same creator, I missed some scenes, so I had to rewind the movie. And then I heard his voice. Harlock’s voice. It was shocking, I didn’t know he was going to appear! And with the bird, too! One can’t possibly know how much I love these characters, but it was the first real anime I liked. I watched stuff like Heidi, and Peline, and Candy, because they were there, but I understood the charm of anime with Harlock and The Galactic.
Then, it came things like Captain Tsubasa, Saint Seiya, Dragon Ball and Ranma, and a good laugh I got from them. But it is now that I my stars have determined I had to re-encounter Matsumoto-san and his works. And met many more superb people’s stories.
This weekend, I find something that chilled me a bit. Or a lot. I’s named Trinity Blood, and the Peter Pan retelling caught me by the throat.
There is a priest and a mercenary, hunting vampires. And in the chapter I got, they go to Neverland to investigate the apparition of some blood-thirsty-fairies, just to find they’re the experiments some Barrie doctor has made to orphaned children… Wendy and Peter among them. I assure you, that’s my idea of a well-told nightmare.
I’m not giving it back.
I’ve seen so many drama, comedy, action, shojo and shonen in anime, but never before a sci-fi. Maybe Macross? Robotech? No, those are mechas, I think. Now, I think I got my first true science fiction anime movie with Metropolis.
I couldn’t help but noticing the similarities with Fritz Lang’s Metropolis -specially at Tima’s awakening-, but it wasn’t one of those remakes you feel ashamed of: it was awesome. Tima is so beautiful (in the Ozamu Tezuka trade mark beauty) you can’t but love her. And Kenichi’s courage doesn’t stop him from being a child, sometimes powerless against adults; and the uncle trying to show more braveness than he has, all because of Kenichi… and Pero. You have to look Pero in the eyes even if they’re as static as any robot’s.
“Why do humans have to solve their problems by violence?”, Pero asks.
And the man saying that it’s a good question, because humans are led by strong emotions, emotions they have to expand even by violence, to be set apart from robots, and then he shoots Pero in the head, and revolution begins.
I don’t care much about tech devices. But the story of the ziggurat backfiring in its makers, the gods punishing people for going so far… Or is it our own foolishness what makes the fall all the worse?
And the music. Jazz music. During the chaos. Jazz. If world has to go down some day, I would like God to make us the favor of let us go while the band is playing jazz. So, in the end, there’ll be no goodbyes.
They shouldn’t have done it. They shouldn’t have lent it to me.
If there is a cheap way to buy me, it is kids. I can’t cope with the idea of children being hurt. And this movie just tore me apart.
I was crying so bad by the end of it, my mother came to see if I was aching or something. She was not shocked to see it was because of an anime picture, but you can tell she is getting tired of finding me in tears, or insane laughter about animated stories in a language no one at home can understand. I can barely recognize a few words, but it doesn’t matter. God bless fandom subbers.
If you are a crying baby soft-hearted (I am not, except when it comes to children), please keep from seeing it. If you are a tough one, have my permission.
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