Current mood:

contemplative

It Truly is Daunting
I saw Spring Awakening with my family this weekend, and to be honest I fully expected to hate it. I wasn't a huge fan of the music from listening to it (correction: I loved the music, wasn't so hot on the lyrics). I LOVED the story, the characters, really everything. It was amazing. An experience. See it. Good lord, see it. The German names alone are worth it. Seriously. Do it. You know you want to.

Anyway. I've officially FINISHED watching a 40-episode anime called "Rose of Versailles", which is historical fiction, set in late ancien regime France. Is this not so up my alley it's ridiculous? The main character is this perfectly androgynous girl who was raised as a guy by her father because he wanted a son, but it gets better from there. I actually really identify with the protagonist (how awful is that? I'm losing my mind), because I feel like I'm my own man. I really am! It's not that I haven't liked guys, it's just that I never want to depend on one of them. Just like this character. She's a sexless entity, really, someone who exists outside the arena of passion. When she faces it, she just becomes more intent on being her own person, and not falling in deeper than she is. I really need to get to college where the guys have major... cojones. Because this lack of plausible relationship material is causing my sanity to suffer, and I'm feeling solidarity with an anime character.

Ha! It's all good! But seriously. When you're feeling like the protagonist of your own romance-less story, (the "Rose of Versailles" char waits until she's in her early 30s to act on love) things feel bizarre.

See Spring Awakening!

~M. :-)