Yeah, you know what’s coming. In fact, Cuchlann beat me to the punch with this moment. Perhaps needless to say, if you haven’t seen Gurren-Lagann, and you want to, you should not read on.
But if you have seen it, let’s revisit that part again.
Yeah, you know what’s coming. In fact, Cuchlann beat me to the punch with this moment. Perhaps needless to say, if you haven’t seen Gurren-Lagann, and you want to, you should not read on.
But if you have seen it, let’s revisit that part again.
Pontifus: I’m telling you, the writing process is a learning experience in itself.
Otouto-kun: True.
Pontifus: I finally realized that the purpose of critical writing isn’t to share a critic’s knowledge, it’s to teach a critic something and give other critics something to bounce their ideas off of. Remember my whole approach: there is no knowledge, only questions.
Otouto-kun: NO, NOOOOOOOOOO, DON’T SAY THAT, I just got done being pissed at critics. This brings me back to…CRITICS ARE A WASTE OF SPACE!
Pontifus: You’re a waste of space.
Otouto-kun: You’re a waste of space.
Pontifus: You are.
Otouto-kun: No, you.
I’ve been meaning to make a fairly straightforward post about criticism and my thoughts thereupon, as that seems to be a step in the average critical aniblogger’s acquisition of internet tenure. But when an alternative presented itself, I resolved to do something a bit different. What follows is an IM conversation between myself and my younger brother, hereafter referred to as Otouto-kun (he wanted the -kun, don’t ask me why), an enterprising young hikikomori-type with game design aspirations. We got on the topic of criticism somehow, and I ended up spilling all my most recent thoughts on the subject. Being an IM conversation, it’s a bit spur-of-the-moment and rough around the edges, but I’ve cleaned it up for the sake of readability — and I think it makes a little sense, anyway. There are certainly enough of you out there to correct me if I’m mistaken.
