|the etymology of this title will self-destruct in thirty seconds
||[Feb. 25th, 2009|10:15 pm]
I've been listening to Anime World Order because I am a HUGE NERD that needs to alternately laugh and weep in shame for remembrance of days gone by.
Lately they took a look back at the original(and only, SHUT UP) Bubblegum Crisis, which was the first subtitled and un-cut show that started me on the path to the HUGE NERD I am today. How did those Vocal Collections end up buried in my CD boxes? IT'S A MYSTERY
One thing that belatedly struck home was that it really wasn't made to make sense. It was made to look cool, and incidentally serve as a training ground for future AIC/Artmic directors after the first episode turned out to be a hit. Clarissa compared it to an "accidental" Animatrix project, which makes complete sense in retrospect.
And as AWO noted: no matter how much people on Usenet bent over backwards to try to come up with logical explanations for the story("Mason really got himself killed so that he could turn into LARGO, but it all went wrong!") or mechanical designs("High heels on powered-armor actually make sense, if you think about the mechanical complexity!"), it just doesn't work. Because it was never meant to work in the first place.
But of course, back in 1993 or so, I didn't know that. Incomprehensibility and giant contrived Usenet explanations just seemed like par for the course at the time. After reading a few works by Masamune Shirow", another manga author who is a great idea man and artist, but really can't write for shit, I can distinctly remember something went "ping" in my brain for demanding "sense" in what I watched. Saving the galaxy via rocking out in your transformable fighter jet, after filling your enemies full of speaker-bullets? No problem! Shit, that's easy compared to trying to read Orion with a straight face.
If anything, it seems like the lack of demanding sense is what keeps me away from most anime these days. No, I don't want another school romance WITH A TWIST or another xeroxed giant-robot where everyone usese the emo tag on Myspace and where Exposition Man keeps us up to date on who's dropping colonies on who. I'd rather watch a show that's obsessed with drills, and gives the entire body of physics(plus a separate universe, and entire super-technological race for good measure) the finger without explaining how.
Don't explain the magic trick, don't race to the bottom with how much technobabble or plot twists you can fit in, and be shameless!