Last October, a horn player and otaku friend recommended a
shojo anime. OMG. Cute. I don’t do cute. But she persisted and I was
curious – a smart, geeky, poor girl gets into an elite academy for rich
kids on a full scholarship, feels totally out of place, and accidentally
becomes associated with the six smartest, most gorgeous, richest, blue-blooded
and most well-connected guys in the school…hmmm…been there, done that. No
really! My life is an anime! So I
looked. And I was hooked.
I had to wait ‘til the end of March for the
complete Ouran High School Host Club collection from Funimation (4 disks, extras like commentaries from the
American cast, about $50 retail, standard and blu-ray). But it was worth it.
And what could make a hard-core, anti-kawaii viewer like me get involved?
Simple – beautiful art, music, performances, writing and, most
importantly, characters and storylines that will make you laugh and cry and
care. In short, as I’ve said so many times before – it’s human!
And it does so by delighting all
the senses – the eye is treated to architectural renderings both
ridiculous and lush (English academy style in pink with cherry blossoms), the
music composed and performed flawlessly with elements of Bach Brandenburg
Concerti, Strauss Waltzes, and Chopin Nocturnes that will have you swearing
they’d been written by the great masters, but by Yoshihisha Hirano (Death Note), believable dialogue even at
its most outrageous, and glimpses into Japanese pop culture and history in