By Barry Neenan
How would you like to experience a story of loss, betrayal, intrigue and vengeance, all wrapped up in gorgeous animation and memorable music?
…Ya got four minutes?
How would you like to experience a story of loss, betrayal, intrigue and vengeance, all wrapped up in gorgeous animation and memorable music?
…Ya got four minutes?
i’m really sorry but after a two week respite i am back to anime opinions
But this one is about story structure, I swear!
the story structure of yu-gi-oh okay let’s go
The Road to El Dorado is better than many if not most other animated films, particularly from its era. And it is specifically better than Pocahontas.
Not that that’s a high bar.
What is it to be evil, exactly? Can you measure it? Quantify it? Scientifically detect it? Ultimately, we all have our own opinions on what constitutes evil. While we might establish a broad consensus, we’ll never have an objective answer.
Except ‘shadow demons invading our dimension’. That sounds pretty evil. Right?
I still love Boku no Hero Academia and still utterly despise its worst character.
Well, that’s less preamble than usual. Let’s keep this brief. The sooner I lay out this article, the sooner I can stop thinking about sexual harassment.
There is one – exactly one – upside to the atrocious trailer for DC’s new edgefest, Titans, which hit the Internet two weeks ago. I now have the perfect opportunity to write about a concept very dear to my heart.
My friends, in this article – modestly entitled Titan Breezy: At the Heart Of The Ridiculous, The Sublime: The Genius of Dr. McNinja: Overly Long Title: The Stupid-Sad Synthesis – I will explain a phenomenon I have dubbed… the Stupid-Sad Synthesis. Which you, um… it’s less dramatic to reveal it like that when you’ve already WHATEVER
[This article contains spoilers for Incredibles 2 that anyone above the age of seven would probably guess anyway.]
It’s BIGGER!
It’s BADDER!
Ladies and gentlemen, it’s TOO MUCH for my willing suspension of disbelief!
Oh, Incredibles 2. I didn’t think I’d be writing a critical article on your villain. But as Syndrome would say, you can’t always count on your heroes.
Last year, I caught up on a beloved piece of modern pop culture I had been missing out on, and watched through the entire run of Young Justice. And it was… fine. A solid B Minus. Pairs well with chocolate.
There’s a few critiques I could point to; overall I found the tone too dour, and I didn’t really connect with any of the main characters. (It’s a bad sign my favourite member of the team is Wolf, who is a wolf. Not a wolf-man, or a talking wolf. Just a wolf. He’s a good boy, Brent.) But moreso than anything else – and this is tragic, coming from me – I could not stand the villains.
This year, I caught up on a beloved piece of modern pop culture I had been missing out on, and watched through the entire run of Parks and Recreation. And it was… fine. A solid B Minus. Pairs well with pork chops.
The show loses major points, and my respect, because of Jerry. And if you’re a fan, and just chuckled to yourself that Jerry does indeed suck, that attitude is the exact problem.
I often claim there’s no such thing as a bad trope. No matter how tiresome or problematic a concept is, there is – theoretically – a way to do it ‘right’. To either treat it as appropriately uncomfortable, or somehow execute it with a minimum of awkwardness.
That’s lip service, to an extent. There’s some tropes I struggle to see as redeemable. Some have become real pet peeves for me, like the Nice Guy, a man we’re supposed to root for as he ineffectually pursues a woman who may not be interested to begin with.
And that makes it all the more impressive that I, and thousands of other nominal adults, would die for Haida, the accountant who is also a hyena.