Kotoban + Kotoban = Portmanteau

Amidst my studying, my body steadily shifts back to my computer. I then click that alluring “e” and my concentration suddenly runs off…

I then found this mysterious new show: Bakemonogatari. It is a portmanteau of two Japanese words. Bakemono (Monster) and Monogatari (Story). I recently watched the first episode and all I have to say is Saiko!

The story is very different. It contains unexpected events from one minute to the next. The characters speak with detail in each sentence spoken. Explanations are given, yet the true meaning is yet to be found.

I have been searching for a show that makes you think but continues on with mystery (Not like LOST though… That show just has no place in the world anymore…). The art is modest but artistically rendered. This show has an abundance of art work in each cell. The backgrounds used are detailed and it can switch its medium suddenly during an explanation. It contains sharp colors schemes, intriguing character development, and causes the viewer to yearn for more. Of course, since it was a Japanese anime, it does contain some perverted ideas, but when you let that go, you can appreciate the anime more profoundly.

If you like weirdly coordinated story lines with character development, while having to watch beautifully applied art into the mix, I suggest you should watch this show.

Ja matta.

I have come to terms... I am an Otaku.

Watashi wa Otaku desu kedo, chotto desu.

Otaku. I learned this term last year from an old friend. She told me, Otaku are people who have excessive yearnings for anime culture and would succumb to cosplaying (Disguising yourself as an anime character). Though there are a variety of Otaku's within this world, I believe I am an Anime Otaku. I thought it was a ridiculous thought at one point, yet my thirst for anime seemed to have grown in the past year. I quenched for more. Motto motto! [Translation: More, more!]. Finally, this year... I cracked. I cosplayed for the first time. When the costume I had worn was complete, I realized I was no longer part of Canadian society... Any society in this world... I belonged to the Konoha Village! This is a place where ninja's roamed, ninjutsu's were the norm, and jumping from one roof to another was effortless due to the chakra running through your veins. Within this village my best friend would have been Naruto, where his teacher, Kakashi, would advise me on how to improve my justu. [Note: The Picture is Me and Kakashi] Such a dream can only exist around other Otaku's... Well I guess it's back to building that space portal. When I make that 4th dimensional gate, I will be with my Konoha brethren soon enough!