So, I ended up spending my holiday like I imagine most Americans did this New Year’s Eve, engorging myself on cheeseburgers and beer, whilst — pretty ironically, when you really stop and think about it — watching super-athletic black guys smash into each other at concussive speeds, all so I can yell “holding” at refs that are probably two time zones away from me and get advertised to by tax consolidation companies.
And as fun as that might sound, it really wasn’t. Not because I don’t like football — or, sorry, “American” football — but because most of the bowl games this year were blowouts. I mean, it’s cool to watch your team win, but when they’re doing it at a 40 to 0 margin, there’s just this feeling of awkwardness and mild shame — like getting a handjob from a middle-aged woman at a Chinese massage parlor.
Yah, you’re winning, but are you really winning? Continue reading
Remember that novella I was writing like a year ago, but then went totally silent on? Well, I’ve actually been writing/am still writing it and should get a first chapter draft up here soon — and by that, I mean in in the next month; don’t push me. Truth is I’m about half-way done, but you know, there’s editing and all that stuff. You can still donate to its production on the menu bar or by clicking this link.
And for those wondering, it’s about a salesman — yah, I know, super interesting stuff. There’s also a girl in there, too, I think. And some magical realism.
Also, I have a Charlotte review (sort of) and a Watamote review in the pipeline — ‘what?! Watamote? You never said anything about that!’ Well, surprise, motherfuckers. It’s comin’.
Anyway, here’s a picture of my cat. Her name is Helen of Troy. She’s kind of a dick.
I know, It’s been awhile. And I know what you’re thinking — ‘who the hell are you and why am I reading this?’ And to you, I say, just stick around; things will get more interesting. You can even skip down like two or three more paragraphs, if you like, and they’ll get a lot more interesting a lot quicker. Continue reading
When I was in high school, I was that weird, broody kid who would sit in the corner of the class reading dystopian novels. I probably had at least half a dozen copies of 1984, Brave New World, and Fahrenheit 451 each – don’t ask me where I got them all from; I can’t even remember anymore. But I treated those works and their authors like they were some kind of holy trinity of literature. Yah, I know, I was a little strange… Continue reading
It’s usually a bad sign when the first female character I see in an anime has the same anatomical features of the girls I used to sketch in my ‘secret’ notebook as a horny 13-year-old. And it’s usually an even worse sign when every other female character introduced after that has the same…uh, “dimensions.” Continue reading
So, it looks like my Madoka Magica review got removed from /r/anime despite having well over 100 upvotes. From what I can gather, someone submitted me to /r/spam, despite the fact that this was only my second post from my own blog in the last 2-3 months. I really don’t think this is what the rules were intended to stop, especially considering how other well-known reviewers have self-promoted far more, un-harassed.
I’m not salty about this — I don’t need /r/anime to validate myself. But I do think it’s unfair that a couple of individuals get to ruin what other people see as valuable content.
Anyway, just wanted to let you guys know this. There’s no need to get your pitchforks out or anything like that. But thanks a lot for your support and please continue to support the blog.
I’ll be honest — sometimes I feel like I have a gun to my head when writing these things. Like if I go ahead and say “hey, maybe this universally loved anime isn’t all its cracked up to be,” I might find myself being smothered by a body pillow one night while I’m going to bed…you know, metaphorically speaking. I think. Continue reading
Note: No, this is not a review, but there are major spoilers for Aldnoah.Zero. And yes, the Madoka Magica review is coming.
I’m a writer. I write for a living. So, I like to think that I’m not too naive when it comes to the whole “art versus business” side of creating a piece of content. Because, trust me, there have been plenty of times in the past where I’ve had to sacrifice ‘artistic integrity’ — if you want to call it that — for stuff like ‘marketability.’ Continue reading
Major spoilers. Part 1 and Part 2 are available here. Also, I’m in the process of writing a novella and will happily provide you a copy for as little as a $1 donation when it’s completed.
A question I get a lot when it comes to the whole Eva series if I know the story behind its creation. About Anno and his depression and the budget issues and blah, blah, blah, blah…
To which, my response is: “well…yah.” I mean, it kind of comes with the territory. The entire show is so interwoven with Anno’s personal life that you can’t really know one without the other — kind of like Van Gogh and his art or John Lennon and his music. Continue reading
Note: Some spoiler-ish things in this review.
“God is the kid with the magnifying glass beneath the sun, and we’re just the ants on the anthill at his mercy.” A friend once told me that when we were kids, trying to sound deep in some angsty-teenage way, I guess. And while I admit it sounds cheesy as hell now, it must have had some effect on my small, impressionable brain because I still remember it to this day.