Wednesday, November 17, 2021

Like Most Candies, Over Too Quickly

 


In a world not unlike modern day Japan, a certain candy company put out a new product that accidentally gave 100 random people candy-generation superpowers.  Not long after that, someone with the power to generate lollipops used them to cause massive destruction and devastation in Tokyo.  Since then, lollipop-user Tsumugi has been on the run and determined to keep her powers a secret, for fear that she be mistakenly arrested as the culprit, which she is not.  But the kicker is that no one has any reason to believe this because, as far as anyone knows, there can be only one kind of candy power per person.  When she finally is discovered, Tsumugi is recruited by the candy-power-using police to help clear her name and hunt down the actual culprit.

 

That is Candy Flurry in a nutshell.

 

This manga is funny enough in its own way, often resorting to what I have previously referred to as “Japanese-style humor”, where someone does/says something completely mundane/unusual out of nowhere, completely breaking the tone of an otherwise normal/unusual scene.  The battle system is very unique and likable as well.  I greatly enjoyed the Whole Cake Island arc of One Piece, filled with several similar food/candy-using baddies, but even they didn’t do crazy awesome things like:

 

·         Using popcorn kernels as bombs

·         Using donuts as wheels

·         Using chewing gum to make sticky spider web nets

·         Using macarons as Venus fly traps to open up and snap shut on the opponent, also encasing their immobilized parts in sticky goo

 

Sadly, this series has recently ended, after only three volumes.  It may not have lasted long, but I do not regret having read it.  Who knows-maybe if this series is translated and sold here across the pond, I just might purchase a copy.

"All Humanity Is Yuri Except For Me" Is For Me

 

 

Women are beautiful.  They are mysterious to us men, because we only know ourselves and our own bodies firsthand.  I am attracted to women, or at least mostly.  No one is 100% straight or gay, after all.

 

But I mostly do not like men.  We men are responsible for a lot of the horrible things we see in the world today.  There are no mad woman dictators, no cruel female CEOs, no female rapists or white supremacist bloggers or anti-abortion protesters.  Men are not pleasant to look at.  Men are not taught and socialized to be kind and emotional and compassionate, lest they be labeled as “gay” and promptly beaten to death by their straight comrades, lest they recognize the small part of themselves that is also gay.

 

That isn’t to say that I wish all men would disappear (because that would mean myself included, and I like being alive), but a world of nothing women would certainly be something to see, and a world much different than ours.

 

It is into just such a world that normal-loving protagonist Mariko Uruuno finds herself, with absolutely no ceremony, suddenly waking up to one day.  All the boys and men she knew of are gone, replaced with either female counterparts or nothing.

 

Suffice to say, this is not “normal”, and Marika is left desperately searching for a way back to her ordinary world.  Along the way, she befriends school idol Lily Kanzaki and the two begin their strange quest together, as well as the strange quest of becoming closer to each other.

 

This short series has been collected into one volume and has been on sale in English since this summer.  I would highly recommend giving it a read.

 

Granted, it’s not always that great.  We barely see any of this unusual world: no woman/woman couples raising daughters together, no high school girls confessing their love, no woman/woman pregnancies.  The best we are offered are a handful of crowd shots, set up just to showcase the lack of men, or meant to fill in the otherwise blank space that would be otherwise surrounding Marika and Lily.

 

The girl-world we find ourselves in is, for the most part, literally filler.

 

The story itself also doesn’t make a ton of sense and kind of meanders until the ending.  Without giving anything away, much of the story is spent on Marika and Lily’s budding relationship and its interdimensional hurdles, before wildly swinging into psychic powers, repressed memories and the slightest hint of gunplay.

 

But I still fully intend to try and pick up a copy of this manga from my local Barnes and Noble at the next reasonable chance that I get.

 

That being said, the last time I was there, they no longer had it on the shelves.

 

So fingers crossed, people.

In Love With "Koisuru One Piece"


 

I love One Piece, and I have even since the 4Kids era, because then at least we got to see it in English, crappy and childish and doctored as it was.  (Would it surprise any of you to know that I also enjoy all-you-can-eat buffets?)  The characters, the world-building, the battles…

 

And, apparently, I’m not alone.

 

(I mean, I know I’m not; it’s a multi-million dollar international smash, but I needed a good segue.)

 

You see, one Daiki Ihara has been putting out a certain gag manga for years now, based on One Piece, and that’s what I’m going to talk about today.

 

Ordinary Japanese high schooler Nami Koyama silently pines away for her childhood friend Luffy Yamamoto.  (Are you sensing the theme yet?)  Due to their shared love of One Piece, Nami and Luffy decide to establish a Pirate Club for fans of the series.  This would all be going well if not for the eccentric Usopp Nakatsugawa.

 

This one man turns out to be the cause of most of the problems throughout this series, and I have to say that I don’t like him very much.  He seems to be completely insane, believing  himself to be the actual Usopp, Luffy Yamamoto to be the actual Luffy, and so forth.  Every interaction with him is him either forcing the rules of the One Piece world onto their own real world, or else pulling out some insane new technology in order to make their real world more like that of One Piece.

 

I hate chuunibyo, let me just say that right now.  There are rules and societal norms to this world we live in, and, if you don’t follow them, you can easily risk being locked up or ostracized as a weirdo.  If a normal man were to randomly break into a musical number in the middle of downtown or jump into the zoo enclosure to try to ride the rhino because he thinks it’s a dragon, he would instantly be rounded up by the police and hauled off to a padded cell somewhere.  This world of ours is what it is, and, while it does need changing, one can do that without disturbing the peace or trying to force your own bizarre worldview/delusions upon others.

 

And I know that’s what makes shows like Bob’s Burgers funny, but no one would actually put up with people that backwards and silly in real life.

 

More Japanese-style humor abounds in Koisuru One Piece (or "One Piece in Love"), as more and more characters appear and get involved in the Pirate Club’s shenanigans, including at least two rivals for the affections of “Captain” Luffy.

 

This series is available through the Shonen Jump+ app, and only in the original Japanese.  I myself found a reputable site that sells Japanese books direct from Japan within the last few years, and so I purchased the first four volumes through them.  (Thank goodness I can actually read the language.)

 

I did once find the first volume fan-translated in English somewhere online, but I never actually looked at the name of the site or the URL, so it has escaped me.

 

If you can find this series anywhere (and are able to read it), I would highly recommend picking it up.  There’s something for everyone (aside from fanservice), whether you be a fan of One Piece or just a fan of romantic comedy gag manga.

"Boys Run The Riot" Review


 

In light of the current brou-ha-ha over Dave Chapelle and Netflix and trans rights, let me just say right now that I am a trans ally.  True, I may not know many actual trans people myself, so I fear I still may mess up their pronouns every now and again, but I figure all I can do is ask politely, apologize if I’m wrong and try to remember for next time.

 

It probably doesn’t help that there are relatively few media out there with positive trans representation.  But, thankfully, this series Boys Run The Riot is there to at least give us one media outlet.

 

Ryoko Watari is a high school boy (inasmuch as they are a biological female who wishes to gender themselves a male and be treated as such).  He isn’t out yet, however, and feels every day as if he must carry this heavy secret within himself.  We as readers really get to see a lot of the depression, frustration and self-loathing that is sadly all too common among the LGBTQ community. 

 

He feels like he can’t bring up his insecurities and issues with anyone, for fear of their not understanding him and judging him for it.  He feels as if he can’t risk bringing any undue attention to himself at all, for fear of people getting too close and discovering his uncomfortable secret.

 

(And it helps that the creator Keito Gaku is himself a trans man, as well.  Apparently, a lot of Ryoko’s situation is taken right from his own real life.)

 

But one day the dumb but lovable delinquent Jin Sato transfers into Ryoko’s (or “Ryo’s”, as he prefers to be called) school and the two wind up bonding outside of class over their love of street fashion.  Jin, in sharp contrast to Ryoko, can’t help but stand out because of his massive size, delinquent looks and over-the-top directness and friendliness.

 

(If you’re smelling a sitcom here, then you’re half-right; it is, but it’s not so much “ha-ha” as it is a slice of life.)

 

And so begins Ryo and Jin’s quest to start their own clothing brand together.

 

Along the way, they meet up with Itsuka, the sole member of their school’s photography club, whose father was once a photographer, but quit in disgrace when said job failed to pay the bills.

 

This series is very gritty and realistic (not that that’s a bad thing), and I love the inclusion of a trans character to help enlighten the world.  Even more out of the ordinary is that Ryoko is a trans man, where many other trans character stories are involving trans women.  Not only that, but Ryo also appears to be sapphic, going by her reactions to classmate Chika.

 

And along the way, we learn valuable lessons about finding people who get you and standing up for yourself and sharing your truth.  And, as the cherry on top of the cake, we even get to learn a few things here and there about photography with an actual camera and all the steps that go into the creation of a clothing brand.

 

Granted, this series is entirely grounded in reality, but the story itself is so outside of my own straight, cisgender humdrum Midwestern life that I think I will hold onto it for a little while.

 

Definitely recommend.

 

I Came, I Chain-Saw, I Conquered

 

 

Quite a while aback, I heard wind of this series’ existence in the same video I talked about where I’d learned of Spy X Family.  The story itself appears simple enough on the outside, but, as with most fine nuts, the real meat of the item itself lies just below the surface.

 

Ever since his father’s suicide, young boy Denji and his pet devil, the chainsaw dog Pochita, have been laboring, doing any jobs they can in order to pay off the old man’s debt to the mafia.  Thankfully for us readers, the meat of this work is done by killing off other devils and selling their corpses.  This leaves little, if any money, for Denji and Pochita’s living expenses, so they content themselves with eating single slices of bread for their daily meals and living in squalor.

 

But, one day, the yakuza bosses turn to another devil for more power and the deal, needless to say, goes badly.  This new Zombie Devil promptly kills them all and uses their deceased corpses to kill Denji and Pochita.  But, somewhere between this world and the next, the two share their remaining life essences, healing Denji’s wounds and fusing him and Pochita together, turning him into…the Chainsaw Man!

 

From there, Denji is found by the gorgeous Makima and conscripted into a government devil-fighting force, with the promise of decent food if he stays.

 

The manga itself is pretty hardboiled, with its sharp lines and bloody violence.  It all feels very film noir meets horror movie, especially since the various devils are all thoroughly monstrous and often filled with body horror.  But there’s also a running theme of pets, loyalty and control running throughout.

 

Denji is worked like a dog and treated like a dog by the yakuza.  Pochita literally is a dog…ish…Even Makima compares Denji and his new coworker Power the female devil to new, trainable dogs she’s taken in.  And Denji, having lived the life he’s led, seems perfectly okay with merely keeping himself alive and clean and comfortable i.e. one could say that he’s mostly living for the “creature comforts”.

 

But this isn’t always a negative theme.  Denji and Pochita were both, one way or another, strays when they first met, and they took each other in.  The kindnesses they showed each other grew into a deep relationship of love.  The master protects the dog, and the dog protects the master.  Undoubtedly, this trend will also continue with Makima and Denji’s relationship.

 

Even Power becomes more sympathetic when she says her only real friend is a stray cat she took in, and (Spoiler Alert), she winds up betraying Denji to the Bat Devil near the end of Vol. 1 in exchange for the safety of her beloved cat.

 

I will admit that I have never actively owned a pet for myself that has ever survived for an extended length of time.  My frogs escaped and all my fish died.  My brother and I have even failed to take proper care of a plant if it wasn’t already in the ground.

 

Maybe we’re both way too up ourselves.

 

But my point is that I fully understand and can both empathize with and romanticize it.  There’s something about pet animals that you just can’t get with your fellow humans.  You feel like an animal will always listen to you and not judge, even if it’s just you anthropomorphizing them and they can’t actually understand a word you’re saying.  Animals are much more likely than people to repay the kindnesses you show to them, and less likely to do the opposite i.e. less likely to attack you in revenge for the abuses you put them through.  An animal will accept you just the way you are, never offering you any unwanted advice or ordering you to change, and all they ask for in exchange is for food, love and kindness…

 

I’m sorry…I’m getting all choked up here, just writing this…

 

P-Pick up a copy of Chainsaw Man today!

 

(sniff)