My Love-Hate Affair with Anime

Pic: Some dude dressing up like Kenshin.Err friend.... you know Kenshin died of STD rite????

I give up.End.Kaput.I cannot/refuse to/would not want to understand the bloody names in Japanese anime anymore.And I do not understand people's crazy obessesion with it sometimes.It only took one week to break my spirits.Its just too bloody confusing, with so many names that sound like Japanese electrical product brands and/or single sounding syllables.Its a memory overload.

After watching a few, the premise looks the same, its like running around a trudged jogging path over, and over, and over.....first few hundred episodes will show you how great the hero is, and how everyone will wanna challenege him and how they eventually lose, and how our hero can take on three or four legends at a time...and the next few hundred will highlight how his 'ultimate move' isn't so ultimate anymore.

Then he will
a)Remember some stupid hidden move that his sifu taught only him, and not the opponent which more often than not was a fellow student gone evil(hint: don't worry, the sidekick will meticulously describe this in great detail to us who are wondering)

b)Preach to the bad guy

c)Use up all his energy to kill himself and the bad guy Kamikaze style.

Whatever happened to the good old days were Doraemon will pull out magical underwear that plays music from his pouch and save the day.When the bad guys can always be defeated using Super Saiyan x 5 million or something?And where violence simply meant some blood dripping from the hero's nose.

At least those huge, puppy dog eyes of the characters haven't changed.