Content Warning: molestation, impostor syndrome, suicidal thoughts, entitlement
I wouldn’t exactly call myself the most sociable of people. Despite how loud I may be in public upon unawareness of how loud I can be, most of my friends don’t really talk to me that much. Sure, I occasionally shoot my friends a text to see how they’re doing, but that’s about it. Sometimes I feel as though the bonds I have with close friends must mean that they also see me as a close friend, when in reality I hardly make a blip on their social radar, compared to so many others in their lives.
I’m in a slump. These past couple of weeks, I’ve been avoiding anime so that I could at least try to be a responsible adult, only to fail at that, too. I feel like I’ve been spinning my wheels, trying to get a change of pace, yet still get none of the results I’m looking for. Current events don’t help, and after a very long period of reflection, I’ve come to realize that my friends are getting further and further away from me.
Yet recently, I asked some friends about what I should review next, and of the few responses I got, this was their collective choice. Now normally I would look at this series for its hilarity, maybe add one deep thought about it that some of you may not have noticed, and end with a favorite waifu bit; and I will. But perhaps, I’m reading into this request too much, because I want to go a little further than that. Try to win my readers’ affection again (heh… I wish).
For this review, I am going to present an interpretation that helped me realize that this anime is… actually OK. That’s the least I can do for a show that at first glance I reluctantly invested in, simply for the fact that everyone else was watching it.
A metaphor for my life?
To myself: the “True” Lystria.
Maybe no one else knows what your review schedule looks like, but I do. You have the recent romantic hit, Tsuki ga Kirei (As the Moon, so Beautiful) slated for Tuesday. You were going to gush on and on, about why this anime is so important to the romance genre, and why it has relevance to today’s understanding of young love. How it’s a masterpiece, worthy enough to be considered in your running for Anime of the Year.
You may have adored this series, but you and I both know that there was something you hated about it too! Something you never wanted to say, because it would reveal the very flaws of your criticism, the weaknesses in your true, likable self. Well I’m here to tell the other side of your review, before you get a chance to say anything about it!
After all, if you say what you wanted to say, you would never tell her story!
This is my second official entry of a new series of posts that I will be doing on this blog. In case you missed it, my first post in this series was a critique on Descartes’ Cogito, because I wanted to start with something that many philosophers are familiar with. From here on out, these philosophical editorials will be free write exercises, with varying formats as I go along.
If you have read several of my anime reviews, you would know that philosophy plays a huge role in how I critique some of the shows I watch. And if you’re wondering why I haven’t posted anything about my first anime experience which makes up a majority of the content on this site, let’s just say that those origins are more cliché. That is, my friends got me into that hobby, and I’ve loved it ever since.
So where did I begin on this crazy journey? Well it was nothing like a Cartesian experience, that’s for sure. But it was one that I think a lot of philosophers start with: by questioning what is often thought to be undeniably true.
Hello my fellow readers!
Sorry I haven’t given adequate updates on what I’m doing these days. Grad school has been busy and I try to make time to write an anime review once a week at best. Still, I would like to address a few of my thoughts about all kinds of experiences that do affect how I conduct business on this blog.