As expected. My commitment skills = close to none. It’s a miracle I even applied to college.
But also, I think I just needed to take some time to rethink my blog. If a blog is supposed to be “unique to you” or whatever, then I needed to do more than just churn out mediocre recaps and random assorted crap. I think one of my biggest flaws is that I don’t take time to perfect my work and just send in the first half-assed product I can get. I’m an anti-perfectionist, if that’s even a thing. “Good enough” are two of my most used words.
The thing is, that’s automatically creating a ceiling for myself and I know it. But laziness is more powerful than Goku in Super Saiyan mode. I succumb to it on a daily basis (and that chemistry homework still isn’t getting done…)
So, well, what does this mean for the eleventh moon?
It seems like things are finally coming to a head in Durarara. No pun intended.
Frankly, I still don’t know a lot of the characters’ names. But, in my defense, that’s because this show has them spilling out of its seams and never stops generating more. Most of the minor ones only get an episode or two of screentime, maybe even less, and they all flit around like ineffectual butterflies. But see, there’s this thing called the Butterfly Effect, which makes understanding Durarara’s narrative (or lack thereof) much harder for a forgetful viewer like me.
Don’t get me wrong–the past few seasons of Durarara have been hot messes, and I doubt anyone would dispute me on that. Some might argue that that’s the point of Durarara, an important facet of its personality, and while that may very well be true it doesn’t change that its nonlinear storytelling is damn confusing and hard to follow. I lost the narrative train on the tracks a long long time ago.Read More »
ESTURD: Hello, hello, hello. Welcome, one and all. Today we have some very special guests. Everyone, welcome the cast of Durarara!!
Ahem, well, only part of the cast. We forgot everyone else’s names, so unfortunately we couldn’t invite them. But that’s okay–it’s not like they did anything anyway! For now, meet Celty Sturluson, Izaya Orihara, and Shizuo Heiwajima.
It’s an understatement to say that Shouwa Genroku Rakugo Shinjuu is my favorite show of the season. Its pacing is slow and lovingly deliberate, and its character relationships run so deep that it hurts my heart to watch them fall apart. And fall apart they did.
Sukeroku and Kikuhiko’s complex relationship is, I would argue, one of the most compelling aspects of the show. Kikuhiko is poised, polished, obedient; Sukeroku is wild, unfettered, impulsive. Here are two men as different as night and day, brought together by rakugo and torn apart just as easily by it.Read More »
I knew it was coming. I’m not stupid—I can read the signs: the sharp slant of his body and his cold eyes, the silence misting the glass between us, what else does a woman need to know?
I tried to run. But everywhere I went he was there, his name slipping from lip to lip as people milling outside the theatre whispered in excited tones. All the paths I took led to him. So I chose no path at all, instead listening to wooden sandals clatter past as I lay in my room. Maybe if I stopped running to him like I always did he’d stay. I needed him to stay.
The night I didn’t go to the rakugo theatre, Kikuhiko came to me instead.
All right, so I just started this thing today (yesterday, I guess) on a complete whim. Total impulse. I’ve put close to no thought into this, and frankly I have no idea what I plan to do with it next.
In starting this blog, I had a few goals. One, make something productive out of all the hours I was wasting watching anime. Two, develop my analytical skills and force myself to write more. Three, become an insanely popular and famous aniblogger. Earn money. Forget about college.
Clearly, I am being mature and thinking about the future.
Saying that this episode had me on the edge of my seat would be a vast understatement.
So am I the only one who thinks Yashiro-sensei is super sketchy? I mean, there was the whole thing with the red eyes sometime near the beginning, not to mention that Sachiko seemed to recognize her killer, and that all the brief shots of the killer we’ve seen resemble our hapless sensei. This show has not exactly been subtle, and it’s almost impossible not to suspect the sensei at least a bit.
This episode did nothing to assail my concerns. If the show’s pointing fingers, all the attention landed directly on Yashiro-sensei’s shoulders. Why you do this to me, Boku dake whatever-the-rest -of-your-name-is?
As I stated on my lovely About page, I hadn’t ever watched a single anime prior to the summer of 2014. As it was, I was spending countless sluggish days in bed on the phone or downstairs on the computer, bored out of my mind because I had already finished binge-watching the newest season of ANTM and didn’t have anything left to watch. (Looking back, I was sort of pitiful. Not to say I’m not still pitiful now either.)
I didn’t know much about anime, nor care. I knew people at my school who were into it, but it seemed like something that had nothing to do with my life. And really, back then, it didn’t.