This… is so uncomfortably true. Well, maybe minus the sports references, because it’s been a full year since I’ve watched a complete game of basketball. (And yes, I fully appreciate the irony of the first anime blog link on two if by sea to be a link to Jason Miao.) I know I find myself latching on to a show, enjoying the shit out of it, and then writing long commentaries that only delineate the flaws in it.
Conversely, though, with shows that I find not salvageable, I feel the need to find something meaningful or enjoyable about it…? And these days, I don’t know if it’s because I always see the glass as half full, or because I want validation that I’m not just wasting my time.
(Today, though, a friend of mine, who normally expresses disdain over my clandestine nerdy hobbies, demanded to know whether I ever feel like I wasted my time after watching a particularly bad anime. “No? Even if it’s bad, I laugh at it to myself…?” I thought this was going to be a serious conversation, but then he revealed he’d seen anime before. “!!!,” I said. “WHICH ONE?” “…Kimi ga Nozomu Eien.” really, wtf? orz)
Anyway, on a completely unrelated note, as much as I enjoy all the anime bloggers who sound like they have film theory majors (and really, I do, I don’t know how I could have conceptualized sexuality and textuality if it weren’t for Daniel), I still wonder: why aren’t there more bloggers with distinctive half-mocking half-loving voices? I mean, there are the lovable (? I mean sometimes. Other times– grating like Ayu and Parmesan cheese– oh that was a mixed metaphor, shit) trolls like lolikitsune, and Kurogane cracks funnies all the time, but it depresses me that I go to Derailed by Darry just so I can smile while lambasting Gundam 00.
