I am a firm believer that art is better felt than explained. As such, I prefer sharing my opinions about anime based more on experience and thoroughly researched content behind my impressions, rather than describe every little element that goes into how it was made. But for a modern anime as simple as She and Her Cat, no amount of experience or research can ever be conveyed for why this is such a beautiful short. And no, it doesn’t get a pass just because Makoto Shinkai directed it.
So rather than explain to you what makes it beautiful from an observational standpoint, I will relay to you my experiences as I see them through such a simple series. And in case you thought my interview with Muco was entertaining (first of all, why?), sadly I couldn’t get Daru to help me out this time. Don’t get me wrong, cats are cool. But sometimes communicating with them is kind of strange.
Last Waifu Standing is written in dialogue form with no visuals (so use your imagination). Every character should have been introduced by now, BUT! When new ones appear, I will link their references as they appear.
This is a parody fan fiction that is meant to be humorous. The characters portrayed are not to be taken as intended by their original creators.
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What makes a good, healthy relationship? Common interests. Financial stability. Spending time together. Trust in your partner. Emotional support. Affirming affection.
These are things that we know work, because that’s how couples normally would have kindled their relationships. But these are pieces of advice given by those who have had plenty of experience with relationships, romantic or otherwise. But for the young, it can be difficult to understand how these work, frankly because they’ve never tried. Or at least… I’ve never tried.
I adore this anime original, regardless of how overly sappy it is. But as you have probably guessed by the header of this post, I don’t have one opinion on this series; I have two. If you would like to read my first opinion that’s more performative and less analytical, click here. Choose to believe whichever one you like better, but I think there’s value in both of them.
Okay, enough tooting my own horn, let’s break it down!
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!
Before I get into this review, I’m going to try something different. I would like you to think back to your first love. As early as you possibly can. What did you do? What did it feel like? And when did you become aware that this was your first act of being “in love?”
For me, I was in second grade. There was this girl in my class that I thought was super cute. She transferred into my elementary school mid-year, so I was probably blinded by that mystique of being part of the out group, granted I didn’t know what that was when I was 8 years old!
You probably would have called this situation an “infatuation,” and that may very well have been the case. However, in the years since that one event, I still cherished my friendship with this girl, getting the chance to talk with her after school, as we both waited for our parents to come pick us up. I don’t think it ever crossed her mind that we were anything more than friends, and I’ve learned — on several occasions since then — that that was okay. But those few moments where we got to talk to each other alone, without any interruption from my peers, were all I needed to satisfy what I would learn would be my asexuality.
What I have described above is another example of the love between this romantic comedy’s leading couple: Momokuri.