A gift for Beanie, one of my incredible discord moderators! They requested something with critters and something spaced themed, so it naturally followed that I had to draw space raccoons.
I’m not super well versed in the world of tarot, so forgive me if any of my interpretations of these themes is slightly off in some way! But I hope you enjoy😄❤️
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“I talked to the--” Rocket swallowed, rejecting the word “Sire” that still came so easily to mind - “High Evolutionary.” Peter looked like he was about to explode, so Rocket quickly added, “I didn’t go alone. Nebula was there the whole time, and y’know, he’s locked in a cell and everything, I thought…well, anyway, he got into my head.” He squeezed his eyes shut for a second, reliving it. “I’m okay, Pete. I am. I just can’t be the leader for a little while.”
There was no background to be seen around Peter except the dark corners of his screen, but the entire image wobbled as he exhaled, and Rocket could picture him sitting on his bed and holding the phone in his hand. He was probably wearing a threadbare T-shirt, maybe one that Rocket would recognize, maybe one he had bought on Terra. “Yeah,” he said. “Of course. I get it. No. I don’t get it. Why did you want to see that asswipe in the first place?”
Rocket knew he couldn’t let himself feel guilty about this, but it was hard to see his best friend so distraught. “I’ll explain it when I get there. It’s alright to come?”
Genre can apply to music and stuff too, but this meme is mostly about my tastes in fiction media so here are my four favorite genres of fiction. (Any differences from the original post this time are superficial.)
4. Furry
I’ll proceed carefully with this one. There is a lot of furry porn out there and a lot of downright creepy stuff. I’m not into that, but fortunately, it’s not the whole genre.
I’m writing this shortly after watching the anime Beastars, which may be the closest thing out there to a furry TV show or movie for adults. Zootopia came close, although it was more clearly an evolution of cartoon animals than it was straight-up furry. And since I’m going to need a definition: for our purposes here, any anthropomorphized animal is a cartoon animal, and furry represents the more realistically proportioned of those. That is, all furry fits into cartoon animal, but not all cartoon animal is furry.
When I say “realistically proportioned,” I’m of course talking about human proportions: The basic elements are usually a bipedal body with the head, tail, and fur(/feathers/scales) of an animal, hence the usage of the word “anthropomorphized.” You can push it in either direction, but the middle ground is what I like. Most mammals have a body type that translates to a humanoid form with just a few subtle adjustments, so it doesn’t look like a chimera so much as a hypothetical alternate evolutionary strand.
If you ask what’s the appeal, the obvious answer is a love of animals, but that doesn’t really say anything - animals already exist; the question is why we’re making them stand upright and talk. For me, it’s more about people. Symbolic versions of the traits that humans have as individuals are often shared across an entire species of animal, which gives us a practically inexhaustible supply of metaphors. I like cats, because they’re solitary and quirky and ruthless. How to portray one or more of those qualities in a sentient character? Make him into a cat, of course!
Fantasy and its related genres make use of animal metaphors frequently and in a variety of ways - daemons, Patronuses, shapeshifters and familiars of all stripes - but furry takes it a step further by infusing the animal with human characteristics instead of the other way around. When you create an anthropomorphic character, you’re not just drawing a comparison, you’re adding human intelligence and opposable thumbs to a collection of physical attributes and social behaviors. The best part is, most people will recognize the animal and everything it implies on sight, so you’ve got a ready-made fantasy race from nature’s blueprints without needing any exposition to establish it.
Zootopia’s entire plot revolves around this device; each mammal is a distinct race, all of which live harmoniously together for the most part but sometimes grow suspicious of each others’ natural characteristics (whether real or perceived). Whether it’s for a joke or an insight, each animal’s species matters.
That’s the primary difference between that movie and the cartoon animal default settings I remember from my childhood, like Disney’s Robin Hood. Most of the characters in those don’t particularly notice their own species, which could easily be switched without ever changing a line of dialogue. But children’s shows don’t need metaphors or character development; they just use animals to create a less serious appearance.
Bojack Horseman does the same thing, although it’s very adult and the animals are used for surreality or humor. As far as I can remember, species never matter except for a joke. I still like it but the tailless character designs are unfortunate.
Sometimes furry occurs within other genres. Rocket Raccoon is one of my favorite furry characters of all time, and he fits my definition above, but he’s emphatically the only one of his kind in his canon. In other kinds of sci-fi and fantasy, you’ll often get a race which are essentially furries of a single species (usually cats). Sometimes there’s even a bipedal-animal-with-thumbs blending in with an otherwise non-anthropomorphic cast (Timon, anyone?).
Universes populated mostly by furries exist too, but the most noticeable ones are usually on the cartoon animal cusp and clearly geared for children. To find a genre as specific as this one, where should we turn, aside from Beastars and Bojack? The internet! Obviously. This is one fandom that essentially created itself, and as far as I know, it’s still thriving.
Since the appeal of furry is such a visual thing, amateur art is the most prevalent medium for the genre, but the artists tend toward creating worlds for their characters, leading to a lot of comics and illustrated stories. There’s also a unique and ridiculously fun fresh new canon that occurs whenever the artists’ furry avatars (everyone’s got one) begin meeting up in each others’ art, or in the various social channels where they’re roleplayed.
When I was an active lurker, the best place to browse new art was Yerf, because they had a quality standard and no porn. It’s gone, but there’s a historical archive where you see the same art I remember from my favorites, like Swandog, Mercury, and Tracy Butler. There were also a few webcomics I read regularly, some which may come up in another day of meme, some which held my attention mostly through morbid fascination. I had a fursona, but I was the only one who ever drew her.
It’s been years since I created any anthro art of my own or seriously went looking for it, but I think I understand better than ever what I liked about it. Furry characters are going to be a good way to catch my eye for the rest of my life.
3. Superhero
So that’s one obscure specialized genre, followed by one which has been saturating the entertainment industry over the past few years to the point where you can’t throw a stone without hitting some killjoy complaining about all the superhero movies.
Quit complaining about all the superhero movies, killjoy. The reason they’re still being made is that this isn’t a trend. It’s a genre. Have we run out of romcom plots? Has the quota of westerns been permanently reached? No. The popularity might wax and wane with the times, but superheroes are never going away.
Okay. Sorry. Didn’t mean to start that with a rant. Well, maybe I kind of did, I mean, sometimes you just gotta get it off your chest. To me it’s a really magical and fantastic thing that we live in an age where a man in a cape flies around calling down lightning on the silver screen, and the effects make it look genuine, and the director takes it seriously enough to support the effects with real substance, and the audience enjoys it enough to make more and more films in that family profitable. I’m not saying anyone’s obliged to enjoy it, but for goodness sake, don’t look down on fun just because it’s been successful!
There are a lot of themes common to the superhero genre that I could discuss: ordinary people struggling with great power, extraordinary people trying to retain their humanity, trope potluck, outcast protectors, creative use of magical abilities, shameless melodrama, and classic black-and-white good vs. evil. I enjoy every one of those things in various proportions, but the two topics I really want to talk about are ones that you probably weren’t expecting out of me.
The first is the divinely precise way the genre fits into a particular medium, comic books. Of course all genres have their preferred media -- romance doesn’t work well as a video game, zombie movies make more sense than zombie novels, etc, but a match made in heaven like this one doesn’t happen too often. Would we have ever met a superhero if we hadn’t come up with word-picture combos first?
Certainly not as we know them now. Pure text would leave out the gaudy costumes, whiplash scene cuts, and deceptive simplicity. Still images alone can’t sustain an ongoing story. Animation is harnessed to a single style and pace per property. Live action movies -- well, okay, part of the reason superheroes weren’t introduced through live action movies is that the special effects weren’t possible at the time. Nowadays, good superhero movies exist, without sacrificing any of the glitz. But I think it’s telling that nearly all of the successful ones make use of characters who came from comics and had years upon years of pages to develop into someone recognizable and well-received.
Scott McCloud, one of the few modern scholars of comics, has voiced some objection to the strength of the association between comics and superheroes. I’ve read enough to agree with him that the medium is suitable for all kinds of genres, but I like it that saying “comic book” makes people think of Batman or Spider-Man. I like it that any character appearing in a comic book can make you subconsciously aware of how much that character does or doesn’t resemble a superhero. I like it that Robert Downey Jr. as Iron Man inspires awe not only because of his heroic deeds and flair, but because he embodies a recognizable Iron Man that came long before. Think of the phrase “straight from the pages of...” and then imagine it literally, because that’s what happened: our cinematic superheroes have come over from another dimension.
The other inherent trait of the superhero genre that I wanted to bring up, because I don’t hear it mentioned nearly enough if ever, is that it’s so distinctly American. Like any kind of storytelling (and anything American), it’s got roots everywhere, but the earliest unambiguous superheroes all came from DC and Marvel. Those same two publishers are still dominating the genre today, to the point where it’s hard to think of any others with a fraction of their influence.
During one summer break in my college years, my family was hosting a Czech teenager, the son of my father’s friend. At the time, I was collecting and reading back issues of Uncanny X-Men, and he was curious, not just because he thought it was nerdy or for kids, but because he really hadn’t seen anything like it. He wasn’t interested in borrowing mine, but he accompanied me to the comic shop to pick one up as a souvenir. I tried to think of a series that served as an epitome of comic books, but then he found an issue of Captain America, and I said, “Oh, of course!”
See, he wasn’t looking for the epitome of comic books. He wanted a symbol of his trip to the USA. Haven’t seen him in a long time but I’d love to know how he reacted when the MCU hit Europe and suddenly everyone knew who Captain America was.
I could look up some history as a springboard for pondering why America felt the need to imbue fictional warriors with supernatural abilities and then put capes on them, but we all have a vague familiarity with Superman’s first appearances and the cultural attitudes of the time. I’m sure the history makes a lot of references to what civilians crave during or after a war, but I like to think that we were just doing what all civilizations do in their youth: building a mythology.
You hear about American folklore sometimes, sure. But legends of Paul Bunyan (a giant lumberjack) are evanescent because we know they were never taken seriously, and legends of frontiersmen make us uncomfortable because our modern sensibilities disdain what we once revered. So where do we find our country’s magic? Where are the heroes with universal appeal whom we can still claim as our own?
They’re on the page. They’re in the movies. They’re ordinary people just like you and me, but they’re wielding great power and struggling to retain humanity in vast kitchen-sink worlds of moral absolutes and crazy contradictions. They’re my home.
2. Space Opera
Many geeks are very intelligent people. Many writers of speculative fiction use their own vast knowledge of science to create convincing alternate realities full of technical details.
...And then there’s me. I’m not saying I don’t like smart fiction -- who doesn’t?-- but I’m not here for the accuracy of the gravitational pull on a spaceship at any given time. I’m here because I myself am unable to take a ride on a spaceship, and experiencing it through the eyes of fictional characters is the next best thing. So has it ever been. As for writing any technical details myself, forget about it, but I’ll keep the spaceship.
When I discovered genre as a kid, I always leaned more toward fantasy than sci-fi, although I considered both superior to realism. Part of that, if I’m honest, may have been due to encounters with real science making me feel stupid. The rest was the yearning for magic, the discovery of a world where anything is possible until the story itself sets the limits.
Technically, most or all of the “space opera” stories I’m about to mention are fantasy, because they include magic, or technology so scientifically unjustifiable that it might as well be magic. But they’re set against deep space, with various planetary systems and vehicles that can get from one to another. The planets have natives, making them aliens from a human perspective. There are robots. There are laser guns. These are the hallmarks of sci-fi, so you know what that means...time to look up definitions!
This is the only genre which beckoned me into Wikipedia, because in some ways, definitions are a fool’s errand: authors who care about their work won’t write with borders in mind. But the term “space opera” intrigued me. It just feels so right, and I felt like I understood implicitly what it referred to even though I didn’t know why. Turns out, it was originally meant to be derogatory (no surprise there), derived from “soap opera” (also not a surprise), and there was much sneering at the parallels to classic schlock westerns. Um, excuse me? If there’s one thing wrong with schlock westerns, it’s that they don’t have any spaceships, aliens, or robots. Seems to me like space opera was the solution to a fundamental literary problem.
But see, I would have just called it soft sci-fi, an even more imprecise term, which covers too much ground. To figure out that I wasn’t just a fan of implausibility, I had to think about what a few of my favorites had in common. There’s three big ones. I mean, they’re really, really big.
….STAR WARS! Star Wars is huge! Star Wars is epic! Star Wars is the indisputable epitome of space opera. When the original trilogy was remastered and re-released to theaters, I was excited to see it for my first time ever, but I wasn’t prepared for how much it would affect me. When Luke led the attack on the first Death Star, I found myself literally holding my breath. When Han was tortured, my heart was in my throat. It felt exactly like a movie should feel: I was there. I never had to reserve part of my mind to follow the plot or analyze the characters or notice the special effects. Everything I needed to know was unfolding in realtime in front of me.
Since then I’ve loved a lot of sci-fi, but that immersive quality is still elusive. I’m not turned off by exposition; it can be just as interesting as the main action and the character development, but it’s always a pretty clear indicator that you’re not part of the story, or at least that you won’t be until you get to know it better. The next recollection I have of being there, right from the story’s opening, is much more recent: Saga, that crazy comic by Brian K. Vaughan and Fiona Staples.
Saga begins with a surprisingly realistic birth scene which introduces the three main characters, a vagabond couple and their daughter. That premise alone could have sustained an epic drama, but then things get weird. The “grease monkey” referenced turns out to be a literal monkey. Robots are a monarchist society with television sets for heads. One spaceship is a tree, another is a dragon skull. Assassins are legal and highly regarded and addressed with the title “The”. Characters are speaking Esperanto and calling the English dialogue “Language”.
Ten years in, much of the weirdness still hasn’t been explained (HOW DO ROBOTS EAT?), though it’s often expanded (oh hey, here’s what a live dragon looks like!), and new kinds of weirdness are being added all the time (hello The March). Like Star Wars, it adheres to its own rules once they’re established, so I’ve never noticed any inconsistency. But it’s never gone back on the promise of the first issue: anything can happen.
Which brings us to my third example, and you knew it was coming. Even if you don’t know me or what I like, you probably knew it was coming. Guardians of the Galaxy is the most celebrated and popular space opera of our time, and it fits the immersive infinite universe criteria perfectly. As an additional bonus, we get to see the infinite universe through the eyes of Peter Quill, a child of Earth who never grew up. There’s no tongue-in-cheek self-awareness to his journey, and he doesn’t react to the wildness around him with disbelief -- he shows us through example that this is indeed reality, but that it’s also awesome.
Children have an extraordinary sense of wonder, because everything they encounter is new. We can recapture that in our own lives in rare occurrences, and when it comes to fiction, we keep trying and trying. But endless possibility means the sense of wonder never wears off. No more rules; be prepared for anything.
High Fantasy
Whether or not you read fantasy, you’ve probably noticed that if it’s set in an imaginary world, that world very often seems oddly parallel to medieval England. You may have wondered why. Well, as a longtime reader and fan of high fantasy, I’m here to let you in on the secret.
The short answer is that we have to do everything exactly as our lord and master JRR Tolkien did. He did not hand down his wisdom or talent so we are unable to conceive of any original way to employ the inspiration we’ve gleaned from his work.
The long answer is that magic (without which there is no fantasy) happens to combine well with that particular place and time in history. Tolkien was influenced by fairy stories (his words, not mine), which of course had their roots in early European mythology, but the genre as we see it today isn’t a mere evolution of those tales. Instead of adapting them to our own culture as it changed, we took the magic and applied it to the real lives of the peoples who conceived of it, as if there was something inherently magical about the medieval world itself.
Silly notion, except that it’s true. You may say I’m a Renaissance Faire nerd, but I’m not the only one. Let me explain the appeal of (our idealized image of) Merrye England in the most straightforward terms possible. In fact, I’m gonna itemize this mofo.
1) Horses. If we’re going on a quest, the first thing we’re doing is saddling up, okay? No matter how much you love your car, there’s no substitute for a trusty steed in an adventure story: their distinct personalities, the intimate experience of riding them, the extra work they entail, the constant presence of another living creature, their versatility in a low-tech environment, and, of course, their majestic beauty.
And that’s not even getting into the possibilities in applying magic directly to the horse. A winged/talking/not-actually-a-horse-but-boy-does-he-look-like-one mount exemplifies high fantasy like nothing else. So much of human progress has depended on these amazing animals that it’s the most natural thing in the world to ascribe them with mysterious power, and they accept the role with the humility befitting our ancestral First Servant.
2) Monarchy. Do you like princesses? Of course you do. Everyone likes princesses. But do we ever consider where a princess comes from? She comes from the king and queen! But where, in turn, did they come from? I mean, they weren’t elected by the people, and the whole succession thing just recycles the same question, so...oh, divine right? Okay, God decided that this family has royal blood. Okay. That’s kind of weird.
I LOVE IT. I was talking political theory with my (British) husband once, and he said he thought that deep down inside, I was really a monarchist, and it was like a light went on. YES. Give me a monarch I WILL OBEY THE MONARCH. Granted, I have certain expectations (like, if it’s a king, I prefer him to be a lion, and if it’s a princess, she better be able to beat you up), but I’m also genuinely awed and dazzled by the real-world Queen Elizabeth and all the history that led up to her. In the modern world, the idea of royalty is dramatic and strange, and that’s exactly what makes it so perfectly suited for the characters and plot twists in a fantasy.
3) Swords. This is pretty straightforward. Sure, you can make any kind of inanimate object magical, or name it, or pass it through the generations, but what you want is a portable, durable, very pretty murder device. Like horses, they’re ludicrously ineffective beside the tools we use for the same purpose today (although both have obnoxiously retained their monetary value), which makes them a clear symbol of otherworldliness. And they look great in logos! Visuals are everything, which also applies to our next two items.
4) Garb. Corsets! Breeches! Peasant blouses! Lace-up boots! Flowing skirts! Silver and gold jewelry! Seriously, when you storm the castle, do you want the maiden you rescue to be wearing jeans? Would you trust someone in a pantsuit to cast a spell? Clothes make the man, and garb makes the character.
5) Castles. Much more than a fancy princess house, or a place to store your swords and garb, a castle is a structure that makes an impression on everyone who sees it, no matter when or where or who. Why? Because there’s nothing else like it. You don’t go wandering around the city until someone gives you the street number and building level of the monarchy’s office. You open your eyes and walk in the direction of the freaking castle. (Unless a dragon got there first. Then play it by ear.)
6) Chivalry. This is a much more nebulous concept than the others, but it’s important. Our ancestors lived by a different set of values than we do now, and while this is no place to be talking about whose were better, it’s not hard to conclude that a swashbuckling romantic adventure is better served by the old ones. The main character in a fairy tale is never just a protagonist, but a hero; likewise for the antagonist/villain. Gender roles are clearly defined, if only so a daring maid can defy them. Honor means something which is universally understood even when it isn’t respected.
I don’t know too much about how real people in medieval Europe lived, and nobody alive knows the full truth of it. But I do know that they developed some ideals that still appeal to us, no, not all of us, but certainly plenty, and certainly me. I know that the authors following in Tolkien’s footsteps have included more than copycats, and that they must have been gifted with some true inspiration to create the worlds of the Wheel of Time, A Song of Ice and Fire, Dungeons and Dragons, Magic: the Gathering, World of Warcraft, all of those stupid happyplace Renaissance Faires, and so much of what I’ll go over in this meme of my favorite things.
It’s still directors/producers for this one, but I think the examples lean more toward movies now. I’ve added one since the original post.
3. Joss Whedon
Just to get it out of the way first, I think it’s safe to say that none of us actually like Joss Whedon anymore. I for one still enjoy his work without any moral quandaries holding me back, and it wasn’t even jarring to find out that he was a supreme loser. To put it in perspective, way before any of the Ray Fisher or Charisma Carpenter complaints surfaced, he once tweeted, “RELIGION + MISOGYNY + OCD = ORTHODOX RELIGION,” much like a surly 17 year old in a fedora would. I noticed, because I found it personally insulting, but I didn’t enjoy Buffy or Avengers any less; I just already knew he was a jerk before everyone else found out.
Still, it’s interesting that he brought so many of us together, and now that we’re all aware that we like Whedon TV shows, it’s easier to spark a conversation about the ways he’s disappointed us, or how we like his stuff less than we used to, than it is to talk about what we do like. His newer creations aren’t as good as the old ones, the old ones aren’t as good as we thought they were back when we discovered them, and so forth.
But let’s take a look at the lineup, in roughly chronological order, and try to be objective. There’s Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Buffy is a masterpiece and I see no reason to downplay that. The iffy beginning, sagging end, and poorly conceived episodes, arcs, and elements stand out precisely because the rest of it is such a masterpiece. It’s dramatic, funny, revolutionary, emotional, exciting, and at times, deep enough to affect you in parts of yourself that aren’t normally concerned with TV. It’s everything a show should be, and it’s a sound basis for the rest of Whedon’s success.
There’s Angel, which is all of the adjectives I just listed for Buffy, except perhaps “revolutionary.” Is it a masterpiece? Probably, though I hope I’ll be forgiven for assuming it required less creative genius from Joss: not only was he not fully in charge, but the show had the benefit of being a spin-off, so a lot of the genius already existed. There’s Firefly, which is known mostly for what could have been, and that’s fair. It’s hard not to think about all of the unused potential, but whether you’re a diehard Browncoat or a standard fan wishing everyone would shut up about this one show being canceled prematurely, this is one of the most watchable seasons of television out there.
There’s Dollhouse, that sad little low-rated experiment. I liked it. I liked how different it was from the three listed above, and I liked watching it wobble and ultimately stand up. There’s Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog, which most people have now forgotten about but if they saw it they’d love it.
This is about where we come to the movies. Personally, I think that, considering the pieces that were already in place, both of his Avengers movies could not have come out any better than they did. If you didn’t like the first one, you probably either don’t like superheroes, or you like superheroes so much that no adaptation will ever satisfy you. If you didn’t like the second one...well, feelings got more complicated as the MCU got older, so let’s leave that alone.
Cabin in the Woods and Much Ado About Nothing were both released during the slow decline of my Whedon obsession, and neither horror nor Shakespeare is really up my alley. I loved them both anyway. It’s entirely possible that I loved them both because any appearance from any member of the Whedonverse cast made me giddy, but shouldn’t he get some credit for that anyway? The man knew how to pick his actors.
One thing that always comes up when you talk about his work is the snappy dialogue. I adore the snappy dialogue. I always tell people I don’t like comedy and they think I don’t like humor, but actually I just prefer it when it’s mixed into another genre. All else remaining the same I would still probably lose interest in this entire list if Joss didn’t keep making me laugh.
More than that, though - and more than the plot twists, worldbuilding, genuine thrills, and unique concepts - what we’ll always remember him for is his characters. Buffy Summers, Angel, River Tam, and Dr. Horrible aren’t just populating their respective settings; they’re the engines of their stories, the reason we care. They’re surrounded by varied personalities who interact with them in complicated relationships. It feels like our own world made new, speculative impossibilities made familiar. In the end, people are the only part of life that really matters, and sometimes even the Joss Whedons of the world can understand that.
2. James Gunn
It took me longer than it should have to realize that this guy is one of my favorites. Yeah, I was outraged and vocal when Disney fired him, and overjoyed when he was rehired (still am), but the truth is that I had barely watched any of his movies aside from the Marvel ones, and now The Suicide Squad. Horror doesn’t interest me and I’ve always avoided Scooby-Doo. I did watch the Gunn version of Battle Royale on a plane once, and it was just moderately entertaining.
Ordinarily I would say this disqualifies him, since for this category I’m looking for people who do lots of things I love, not just one thing I really, really love. I think I have to allow the exception here, not so much because there’s something beyond my treasured Guardians of the Galaxy in the four MCU movies he’s worked on, but because whenever Gunn is involved, I can see his hand in it.
I’m not the only one. He’s an executive producer on Infinity War and Endgame, and it was made clear at the time that his role was to make sure that the Guardians were in character. You know how many different MCU franchises were combined in those two movies? How many different directors worked on them? Most of these people are pretty competent and all of them have handled characters created by someone else. But only one superhero team needed to stick with the same director that brought them in.
Seriously, that’s why we pushed back so hard against losing him as the GotG Vol. 3 director. Those movies, that franchise, those characters are his, regardless of what studio owns them or how they tie into the rest of the shared universe. We didn’t have to stop and think about what the next movie would be like without him; we knew anyone else would muck it up.
I just recently got my chance to watch The Suicide Squad, and I’m pretty sure it constitutes proof that Gunn is the sole director capable of turning out masterpieces for both Marvel and DC. The parallels to Guardians of the Galaxy are obvious, so maybe I’m just really into the criminals-team-up-and-become-heroes formula, but it seems like it must be a really difficult one to handle well, and he did. I fell in love with every character, especially Ratcatcher, and rats aren’t even my favs. (Weasels are, though.)
Hayao Miyazaki
Anime might have an undeserved reputation for being juvenile, mass-produced, and fetishistic. Another way of looking at it is that the reputation is entirely deserved. Either way, all it takes to see the medium used as an art form is any film from Studio Ghibli - hell, any one frame from any film from Studio Ghibli.
Miyazaki’s trademarks go beyond quality in every aspect of each work, and even beyond his artistic style. In his stories there’s always a source of hope, even when things go very, very wrong, and a chance to adapt to an unknown world or a serious loss. Nature is invaluable and threatened, and human life is sacred and fleeting. To love someone is to learn from them.
At the heart of (almost) every movie is a girl or young woman with a difficult task ahead of her. She’s brave and competent and there isn’t really anything else you can say about her, because Miyazaki does not ever use the same character twice. He doesn’t have a “brave competent central heroine” mold; each girl is herself and no one else, and she’s going to accomplish her task in her own way.
Princess Mononoke was the first one I saw, and has always remained my favorite. It’s also a good representation of Miyazaki’s work as a whole, since all the essential elements I mentioned above are there, and the setting (mythologized historical Japan) encompasses all of his most impressive visual subjects: sprawling natural landscapes, pre-industrial machinery and vehicles, mythical animals, real animals, people with varied body types and dark, inquisitive eyes. Every time I rewatch it I feel incredulous when I notice that the animation is still as good as anything being produced today, and when a line of dialogue reveals something I never realized before, and when the plot unfolds and I remember how intricately it’s constructed.
Maybe the best way to discover something new is when you have an experience like that the first time, and then the next time is even better, and like I said, Mononoke is still my favorite so I didn’t get to take that route into Studio Ghibli. But you know what makes it okay? I’ve never been disappointed by any of the movies I’ve seen since then. Not for a second! Not even “this is good but I wish it were better.” If I had to choose a least favorite, I’d probably go with Ponyo, and that’s really just because I get so fed up with the mother character’s irresponsible driving. Ponyo is an awesome movie, with prehistoric fish.
Full disclosure, of course, demands I also note that I haven’t seen everything, and that some of those I have seen have left me with only fuzzy memories of general enjoyment rather than a lasting impact. The former category is mostly the newer ones, like The Boy and the Heron. The latter includes The Cat Returns, Porco Rosso, Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind, and Castle in the Sky. I’m always up for rewatching any of these if you ever want to (and if I can easily obtain it).
The second one I saw was Spirited Away, which uses the timeless “Wonderland” structure and involves an Eastern dragon. My second favorite is My Neighbor Totoro, which is so relaxing and uplifting that to watch it feels like being on the receiving end of a healing spell. The last one I saw in theaters was Howl’s Moving Castle, which makes me think of turnips and hair like starlight. The most universally appealing one is Kiki’s Delivery Service, which is worth watching subbed just for Jiji’s Japanese voice actor. The silliest and also the most spit-take inducing is Pom Poko, and at the other extreme is Grave of the Fireflies, which is not for children and hurts deeply. They’re both amazing films, but my recommendation for either one will come with a caution to brace yourself.
While I often find myself shrugging off bits of Joss Whedon’s work that I don’t like or which simply fall short, I’m hard pressed to think of any weakness in anything that Hayao Miyazaki has ever done. Maybe I haven’t found it yet or maybe I just haven’t noticed it. But if so, I can only chalk that up to the overwhelming amount of artistry, wisdom, and dedication that he brings to his work. I regret human mortality, knowing that there won’t be anyone like him again.
I made a month-long daily meme for Dreamwidth but nobody uses traditional blogs anymore so I'll be reposting some entries here and some on my other Tumblrs depending on how the topics match up with my themes.
There will be no sense of cohesion but if you like playing along with memes I love it when people respond with their own favorites in the category of the day.
Today's category is actors and my favorite actor is Chris Pratt, so obviously this goes on my GotG Tumblr!
Crisp Rat has been up to a lot in the past few years and kept going even after I had finalized this post (granted, that was a long time ago).
My appreciation of him began with Peter Quill and it hasn’t gotten any more rational or less shallow. I like that face. I like those muscles. If pressed, I will also speak up for his acting abilities, especially since he makes me laugh and they say comedy is harder than drama.
And, okay, also because I’m sick of art film elitists pretending there’s no merit in action films and nothing for the cast to work with. These superhero guys need the range to tackle every possible human emotion and they draw as much attention as the special effects.
Started as Andy Dwyer. I don’t usually like the dumb immature guy characters but I would follow Andy Dwyer into the mouth of Hell, and thanks to the pandemic, he got to be Andy Dwyer one more time.
Can you imagine how Andy would feel if he knew that his career would lead to a space cowboy and a dinosaur wrangler?
He can sing! He can dance!
Comedy may be harder than drama but the cultivation of coolness and a smokin’ hot bod to fill with it is a gift receivable from God alone.
If you want to make your own Kyln lineup character sheet, here's a background that I cobbled together from images of a backer which came with some of the Vol. 1 action figures. Anyone is free to use it.
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