A lot of people are doing some retrospective posts for the year around this time, and considering that I just completed my goal, this post will be sort of similar. I half expected to not be able to write this post, and it may have come down to the wire, but I can proudly proclaim that the challenge I set for myself this year has been successfully completed!
“A sound soul dwells within a sound mind, and a sound body.” It sounds like the mantra of some Zen teaching, but it’s the opening lines of an anime that takes you for a thrilling fantasy ride. My final review for the year is a one-of-a-kind anime series.
This year has seen a lot of change. I started this blog and met a bunch of amazing people, but outside of my personal bubble the world has seen some pretty drastic shifts. At least we don’t have to deal with salt flakes falling from the sky.
Because the internet doesn’t have nearly enough opinions about Sword Art Online, I’ve done you all a favor and thrown my hat in as well. But seriously, above all the flame wars, there is always something to be said about this franchise.
A plot to kill a young prince, a spear wielding bodyguard who vows to protect him, and the fabled rebirth of a spirit from the egg inside him. A prince hosting an egg might sound strange, but male seahorses carry their eggs too, you know.
Today I look at a series where a girl who wants to learn the trumpet joins an army where she and other young women can can operate futuristic super tanks in a real war instead of just a popular school elective. Because, why not? Anime has done stranger things.
Bernie Siegal once said “If God had made a perfect world, it would be a magic trick, not creation, with no meaning or place for us to learn and create. Mankind is not yet ready for a perfect world. We do not know how to appreciate perfection.” If that’s not a great way to start talking about Ergo Proxy, well then you write an intro.
As I get older I sometimes think about adding a new member to our little Super Otaku Busters club. Seeing shows and movies about how terrible children are usually delays my longing for a bit, but every once in a while a series comes along that makes me wish I had a little otaku of my own to teach.
Making your mark on the world and being remembered is something people spend their entire lives trying to accomplish. But if all your efforts only benefit others, can you say that you’ve left a mark at all?