It. Won’t. Go. Away. -dies-
(I haven’t lingered on an anime this long since … euh … I don’t know. This might be the first time, actually)
I just wrote a review about Oofuri on MAL about an hour ago and I STILL want to talk about it. Maybe listening to its ED isn’t helping me move on from this anime but really … I just can’t stop thinking about Oofuri. It might be because I finished it so quickly and I’m unsatisfied but this didn’t happen when I watched Yami no Matsuei.
That said allow me rant some more about how much I love this anime.
There are three major factors that matter to me when I choose an anime. When I look for something to watch, the cast is what I look at first. Second is the plot and third is the animation/art. As long as at least 2/3 (or 1/3 if one of them is REALLY interesting) I’ll preview it then decided whether or not I’ll continue it. I watch every genre of anime. I don’t particularly enjoy everything I watch but I’m pretty open-minded to whatever. Plus, when it comes to anime, I find everything goes.
Anyways, when to decide if I want to watch an anime or now after previewing, characters play a HUGE factor in my choice. It sometimes ends up that even though the plot is ridiculous or the animation horrible but the characters are awesome, I’ll watch the anime anyway.
I said I’m open-minded to everything right? But that’s because it’s rare I find an anime that I really love and enjoyed.
Ookiku Furikabutte is one of those rare anime.
I’ve been watching anime (seriously) for almost five years now … which really isn’t a lot compared to others (what can I say? I’m still in high school) so I can’t say I know much. Perhaps I know more than people around me in RL but here I don’t have much confidence in what I know.
Looking through the list of anime I’ve seen, I can’t recall a single time I enjoyed an anime as much as Oofuri. I’m still hooked on the Death Note fandom sure. Ouran and KKM still manages to make me squee whenever I watch it, sure. Yami no Matsuei was a masterpiece sure. Code Geass still gives me heart attacks.
But for some reason the feeling I get when watching Oofuri is different.
Oofuri isn’t a “It’s so awesome, it blew my mind away” type anime. It’s not a masterpiece. From a general point of view, I guess Oofuri is just average.
I have absolutely no idea why I’m so hooked. The characters? The plot? Really. It’s not anything exceptional. It’s just a high-school baseball story about a first-year who joins a newly formed team and develops his character throughout the series. Typical slife-of-life with sports (and some BL undertones)
Sure. Loudmouth Tajima and his “CRAP I FORGOT TO MASTERBATE!” line K’O’d me.
Sure. Mihashi’s chicken faces and funny mannerisms, plus the strange type of uke-cuteness that radiates from him makes me want to glomp him all the time.
Sure. Abe’s explosions at Mihashi who can’t express himself properly makes me laugh like hell.
Sure. Mizutani and Izumi’s bishie-ness made me squee all the time.
Sure. The third-episode confession made me fall off my chair for perfectly sane reasons.
Sure. Non-tan’s, Shimono Hiro’s, FukuJun’, Mamo’s, Yuutan’s, Yonaga’s presence contributed to my love of Oofuri.
Sure … -tte, I’ll stop now.
Maybe it’s because of all those little reasons that I enjoyed Oofuri.
Because after all … little details make the difference, right?
Death by Moe 