"wow eva is so overrated.....i can't even finish this show lol it's so pretentious and doesn't make sense, why should i even bother with eoe, let me just watch the rebuilds instead, gunbuster is SO much better!!"
me, a depressed and self-loathing 21 year old NEET in 2018:
"literally the existence of anime as a medium has led to this; there isn't any other example in the pantheon of japanese animation that can even reach the heights of this fucking masterwork, how does this exist, how does it understand me like it does, how can i ever even try to understand its scope and its depth fully, evangelion is a revelation, it's a vision, it truly is one of the greatest anime of all time but this film should be recognized as one of the greatest fucking films of all time, what's the criterion collection hotline, if they put another fucking wes anderson movie into their collection before canonizing this transcendental mindworm i will burn down their headquarters on god, this is a masterwork, the pinnacle of animation, the pinnacle of japanese art, how can you not just gape in awe at its majesty as its own work, regardless of the context after watching the series, it's spiritual in the sense that its reflection of humanity makes our very existence seem ethereal but still altogether messy, it shoves a mirror in our goddamn face for us to reevaluate what it means to exist, it uses intimacy as a canvas to paint the irrevocable black horror of the isolated human condition, this is a motherfucking masterwork in every sense of the words, nothing since the invention of the contraceptive pill has been this revolutionary and groundbreaking, why aren't more people talking about this, fuck you stupid hipsters who think this movie is shit, maybe you're shit, maybe you can't wrap your head around it, i sure can't either, because you're not supposed to fucking wrap your head around it you weaboo shits, maybe you're supposed to sit back and let the film take your emotions on a ride as an experience without trying to comprehend it and put it in your convenient little comprehension box that you put on your pathetic comprehension shelf so you can feel self-righteous and triumphant about winning a challenge that doesn't exist, this isn't a normal anime nor a normal movie where everything needs to have closed ends and neat exposition to explain it all, maybe try to come to your own conclusions, tarkovsky would have fucking sucked this movie's dick because he understood that art can exist as art on the merit that it's art without even assigning a single shred of meaning, you think solaris would be as good if the film was explained, you fucking piece of shit, this is a masterpiece, i can't believe with the film's scale, with the film's scope that it is introspective and intimate enough to make me feel like it understands me, understands what runs through my head at night when i jack off and feel empty and colder than before i ejaculated thinking of loved ones that got away, understands the inner dialogues of why i hate myself, of why i don't think i deserve the love i receive and why, even with all the suffering and the pain i've gone through in my period of depression, i wouldn't ever give up my individuality, i wouldn't ever change the rejection, i wouldn't ever want to change how i've turned out because of my thirst, my lifelong hunger for someone to love me as much as my parents do, i never would have thought an anime revolving around mechs would ever make me acknowledge that my shitty existence and my constant endless chasing of skirts not for sex or carnal release but to look for something as genuine as the love of my family and my friends who are hundreds and thousands of miles away from me as i rot every day in my room in a small town with no friends with just my mother, i lose myself in the intimacy and attention i receive from girls to give myself a sense of fulfillment, to fill in the whole in my heart of loneliness that i don't think i can ever plug, i'm a christian but i feel like even the spritituality i so treasure isn't enough, i turn the love and care i have for women into spite and control, i don't want them to leave, even if sometimes i force them to leave, how can i ever be content when all i do is spread my poisonous sense of self-worth found through others, how can i love others when i can't ever love myself without relying on the crutches of my interests, i don't think i can ever forget her, not with how much i dedicated to her in my thoughts and in my heart, because in the wake of the darkness that followed i realized i only love others and restrain them and find ways to fix them so i can distract myself from fixing myself, i'm so sorry if you're reading this, don't ever feel guilty for what i am now, some edgy bastard who quite literally fills that lack of romantic intimacy by obsessing over cartoon girls while lashing out at any friend who tries to drag me out of my own muck, i'm unfinished and i seek to be whole without considering that any day, i could crumble under the own weight of my own skeleton, and that's what happened when i met her, when i loved her until i realized the only thing i had to offer her was my love and attention until i couldn't love myself and offer her anything else, that's what evangelion is about, that's why this film is a fucking masterpiece, this movie is a fucking masterpiece, it understands that it's impossible to understand, it understands that people can never truly feel whole and unalone, but it also understands that to live as our own individual being with the hope that someday we won't feel so pained with our own dreadful lonesome selves, that someday we won't be so insecure about how others see us, and how we see ourselves, and someday even if none of those things happen, we can be happy and content with just the fact that we're alive, that we can find our identity through ones we love even if they don't love us back, even if they don't see us as we see them, as we treasure them, this film is a fucking masterpiece and literally uses sex as a metaphor during a literal apocalyptic cataclysm where billions of people melt into a bubbling puddle of primordial soup because sex is the most intimate state of being, of connection between mind, body, and soul, and it's the closest way we can achieve what we all desire deep down in our hearts, how we yearn to be loved, to be paid attention to, we are addicted to screens to our social media to friends we make without ever meeting, addicted to sitting in calls without talking to sit in servers and just read chat logs without ever responding so we can't be alone, because we must not be alone, our facebook and instagram and snapchat posts are cries for help, they're questioning yells into a void where we demand an answer and companionship, where we demand validation with cheap instant gratification in a sea of hundreds and thousands of digital friends who are just as thirsty and hungry for validation as you are, demanding, demanding answers, but there isn't a fucking answer, i can't tell you to fill that void with christianity, i can't tell you to fill that void with women, i can't fucking tell you to fill that void we all have with anything, because it can't be filled, but life is still beautiful because we're alive, and individuals, and people are still beautiful because they're alive too, even if they don't give us the love we want, reciprocate it or even acknowledge us, life itself is our pursuit for the answer we will never receive, assigning things that define us as several replacements, but knowing the answer to our voids and our eternal lonesomeness will never truly given to us, this film is one of those replacements, this film is a masterpiece, thank you hideaki anno holy shit"
