angelfishing:

Classy tennis grunts!

angelfishing:

Classy tennis grunts!

Viki streams Oniisama e (Brother dear brother) legally. OMG.

she observed, in a strictly heterosexual manner suitable for conservative audiences and not in the slightest because the general rampant lesbianism of 70s shojo was getting to her.

No, wait.

novicomics:

CONSUMPTION JUNCTION: SHOJO EDITION

Yup, that’s what we’re calling it now. We’ve decided to switch things up here at Novi and do one more detailed consumption post every week. This week we bring you CC and all the fantastic things that didn’t make it into her month of shoujo articles.

Shoujo Manga Month is going to be over in a few hours, so I want to look back over some of the things that didn’t make it into my articles in this week’s consumption post:  CC Edition. Here is an image-based consumption post of all the cool stuff I had to throw on the scrap heap due to time constraints.

This is the giant stash of shoujo books that somehow influenced me during my research through the month of February. And this isn’t even everything, either, it’s just most of it. 



Continuing on, here are a few clips from the stack of volume 1s I had laying around my apartment, just to give you a sample of what I’ve been looking at all month.

But first let’s talk about From Eroica With Love, the story of a dashing thief, a handsome nerd, and a cantankerous army dude. Also boners.  Check out this man sandwich over here.



I have never read a manga that was as gleeful about dick jokes until this moment and it is absolutely glorious.



The creator, Yasuko Aoike, was among the renowned 24 Year Group. (If you would like to learn more about them, please check out this post  I made on the subject a few weeks ago or this amazing tumblr.

So many of the landmark features of the 24 Year Group are on display here and I am absolutely giddy about it.

Elegant fashion:



(I am seriously freaking out here guys, how am I going to find a v-necked jumpsuit this fierce?? The answer is that I can’t, because there’s no way something this amazing exists in real life)

Also, sweet, elegant panel structure



From Eroica With Love is pretty obviously a boys love comic. I didn’t have much time to talk about the history and importance of boys-love comics on shoujo manga this time around, and while I wasn’t super well versed in the genre before Shoujo Manga Month started, I can appreciate how fun and ridiculous this story was.

I mean really, it’s beautiful. Also v-necks.

Best panel:



I tried to locate this book on amazon, but the results were pretty lacking.



Now let’s talk about Kodocha, which was this cute and amazing story of a child star and her annoying classmate. At this point three weeks later, there are only two things I strongly remember from this series:

1.)  Sana gives absolutely 0 fucks



2.) Akito’s creepy-looking dad is the steward of all of my future nightmares.



3.) SANA’S MOM HAS A SQUIRREL LIVING IN HER HAIR.

Finally, there was Marmalade Boy, which was cute but made me a bit uncomfortable what with the polyamorous parents and step-sibling romances.

On an unrelated note, I give this hot teacher 4/5 Tuxedo Masks.





Look at this sweater. Look at these glasses. Look at this man. How am I supposed to pay attention to the cutesy not-actually-incestuous, slightly-awkward romance with this guy’s dreamboatiness getting all up in the way??

I don’t know if you can tell from the pages and pages of articles here, but I think SHOUJO MANGA IS THE FUCKING BOMB. This stuff is almost everything that I’ve read this month, and I just want you to appreciate the IRREVERSABLE DAMAGE this research will probably do to my romantic expectation in my everyday life. All in all, I read a lot of really cute stories with interesting characters, but a lot of the titles here that I didn’t cover were left out due to a lack of time or a lack of imagination on my part. Regardless, thanks for following along with me. 

This series of shojo-posts only lack one very important element of shojo: lesbians.

novicomics:

CONSUMPTION JUNCTION: SHOJO EDITION



Yup, that’s what we’re calling it now. We’ve decided to switch things up here at Novi and do one more detailed consumption post every week. This week we bring you CC and all the fantastic things that didn’t make it into her month of shoujo articles.



Shoujo Manga Month is going to be over in a few hours, so I want to look back over some of the things that didn’t make it into my articles in this week’s consumption post:  CC Edition. Here is an image-based consumption post of all the cool stuff I had to throw on the scrap heap due to time constraints.



This is the giant stash of shoujo books that somehow influenced me during my research through the month of February. And this isn’t even everything, either, it’s just most of it. 





Continuing on, here are a few clips from the stack of volume 1s I had laying around my apartment, just to give you a sample of what I’ve been looking at all month.



But first let’s talk about From Eroica With Love, the story of a dashing thief, a handsome nerd, and a cantankerous army dude. Also boners.  Check out this man sandwich over here.





I have never read a manga that was as gleeful about dick jokes until this moment and it is absolutely glorious.





The creator, Yasuko Aoike, was among the renowned 24 Year Group. (If you would like to learn more about them, please check out this post  I made on the subject a few weeks ago or this amazing tumblr.



So many of the landmark features of the 24 Year Group are on display here and I am absolutely giddy about it.



Elegant fashion:





(I am seriously freaking out here guys, how am I going to find a v-necked jumpsuit this fierce?? The answer is that I can’t, because there’s no way something this amazing exists in real life)



Also, sweet, elegant panel structure





From Eroica With Love is pretty obviously a boys love comic. I didn’t have much time to talk about the history and importance of boys-love comics on shoujo manga this time around, and while I wasn’t super well versed in the genre before Shoujo Manga Month started, I can appreciate how fun and ridiculous this story was.



I mean really, it’s beautiful. Also v-necks.



Best panel:





I tried to locate this book on amazon, but the results were pretty lacking.





Now let’s talk about Kodocha, which was this cute and amazing story of a child star and her annoying classmate. At this point three weeks later, there are only two things I strongly remember from this series:



1.)  Sana gives absolutely 0 fucks





2.) Akito’s creepy-looking dad is the steward of all of my future nightmares.





3.) SANA’S MOM HAS A SQUIRREL LIVING IN HER HAIR.



Finally, there was Marmalade Boy, which was cute but made me a bit uncomfortable what with the polyamorous parents and step-sibling romances.



On an unrelated note, I give this hot teacher 4/5 Tuxedo Masks.







Look at this sweater. Look at these glasses. Look at this man. How am I supposed to pay attention to the cutesy not-actually-incestuous, slightly-awkward romance with this guy’s dreamboatiness getting all up in the way??



I don’t know if you can tell from the pages and pages of articles here, but I think SHOUJO MANGA IS THE FUCKING BOMB. This stuff is almost everything that I’ve read this month, and I just want you to appreciate the IRREVERSABLE DAMAGE this research will probably do to my romantic expectation in my everyday life. All in all, I read a lot of really cute stories with interesting characters, but a lot of the titles here that I didn’t cover were left out due to a lack of time or a lack of imagination on my part. Regardless, thanks for following along with me. 

This series of shojo-posts only lack one very important element of shojo: lesbians.

novicomics:

SHOUJO MANGA MONTH: INTRO AND A BIT ON WEDDING PEACH 

Hey NOVI readers, are you ready to ogle some hunky dreamboats, receive heartfelt confessions of undying love, and witness a couple of sexual assaults? If you answered yes to at least one of the above, you’re in luck because it’s SHOUJO MANGA MONTH with CC.

About Shoujo Manga
In A Sociology of Japanese Ladies’ Comics, Kinko Ito categorizes love and human emotion as the eternal themes found in shoujo manga.
Other themes:
Elegant clothing
Rich character interaction
A long look into the inner lives of girls
I don’t feel entirely comfortable calling “shoujo” a genre because shoujo manga groups many genres together, mainly drawing from the magical girl, boys-love, slice-of-life, romance, and fantasy stories. The name “shoujo manga” more closely describes the audience of the titles rather than the story itself.

Female protagonists must be somehow unreal, but relatable enough that young women can live through their experiences. The most fun elements of shoujo manga are the larger-than-life, extravagant ones: Magical princes from outer space. Hidden powers locked inside of your makeup compact. Cat dance instructors.

I remember putting up with some absolutely terrible shoujo manga simply  becausethe female characters seemed a lot more well-rounded than ones in books aimed at boys ever did. There are not a lot of comics made for women, period. Even fewer are created by women, or lack some sort of condescending merchandizing tie-in. Every time a girl speaks up and says, “Hey, if you want us to read comics, you should make a space for us,” the replies are always the same dismissive bullshit we comics ladies are pretty used to by now. Male comics fans: talking about the intersection of comics and gender isn’t played out just because you can’t see how it affects you. Shoujo manga provided a space for us to exist and while it was a foreign space for us English-language readers, it seemed a lot more respectful than most of our other options at the time.

A lot of women in comics look like this:


And a lot of women in “normal” manga looks like this:

 
And these are a far cry from the worst examples I could find. I mean for godssake, ignoring the fact that her top must also function as a bra, I still can’t understand how on earth you can you can see her buttcrack through her undershirt, sweatervest and skirt.

Yes, I know about Ghost World, Blankets, and The Runaways…now. I didn’t back then, and even still, all of these titles are written by guys.

Why Shoujo Manga?
Shoujo manga exposed a lot of young North American girls to comics for the first time back in the mid-to-late ‘90s and early 2000s. It showed us that sequential art can exist for us too, and we can fill roles other than that of the hyper-sexualized vixen or the woman in the refrigerator. Our experiences and obsessions are valid and magical and worth exploring, and somebody out there cared enough to explore them. Yeah, I realize that shoujo manga is just as chock-full of gang-rape and unrealistic depictions of enduring romance as it is filled with beautiful, finely-inked panels and nuanced emotional depth. But for me, as a young girl who had eschewed superhero titles, this space was perfectly safe and welcoming. It appealed to me and pandered shamelessly to everything I was obsessed with. Though I can recognize the tropes a mile away, I’m still exceptionally fond of these fun, occasionally gimmicky stories.

Units of Measurement
I am going to rate all of the shoujo stuff I talk about on three scales:

1) Hunkasaurus-o-meter:


Because what would a shoujo manga be without studly dudes? It’s like 1/3rd of the attraction (the other 2/3rds are, in this order: pretty clothes, and cat dance instructors). This scale is rated  between 1 to 5 Tuxedo Masks. Why Tuxedo Mask? Because he is the hunky shoujo manga boyfriend of all hunky shoujo manga boyfriends, obviously.

2) Unfortunate Implications-o-meter:


A lot of shoujo manga romances are pretty unsettling. Sometimes a sweep of the hand can explain away a sexual assault or an incestuous relationship. Yuu Watase can’t even write a simple slice-of-life school comedy without gang rape and pregnancy drama. Masami Tsuda’s Kare Kano, a sweet, humorous coming-of-age tale about two competitive students in love concluded with [SPOILER ALERT! CLICK IF YOU DARE]. The Unfortunate Implications-o-meter is where I’ll talk about all that weird shit that comes standard with shoujo love stories. Girls doing stupid things for love, marrying their (step???) brothers and getting raped by their boyfriends “in a good way” will be evaluated in this category. This grouping is rated between 1 to 5 Soichiro Arimas, because fuck that guy.

3) Overall score. This is just how readable the book is, on a scale of 1 to 10. Anything rated as a 1 is likely to bum you out so badly that you run head-first into a train, while something rated around a 10 is a glorious, godly beacon of pure cherry blossoms raining upon us from above.

I visited my local Austin Books and Comics Sidekick Store and picked up volume 1 of several titles. Today, we’re just going to start with the first thing I found and branch out from there—HERE WE GO:

WEDDING PEACH
Publisher in the US: Viz: 2004
Years Published in Japan: 1994-1996
Year Sailor Moon was Published in Japan: 1991-1997

Hunkasaurus-o-meter
    out of 5
The romantic lead isn’t really all that great. It’s pretty much your basic shoujo love story: two people are just shitheads to each other until they fall in love.  I mean, he’s not horrible, but considering that almost everything about this manga is a poor imitation of Sailor Moon, he is no Tuxedo Mask.

It could really be worse I guess. YAWN.

Unfortunate Implications-o-meter

½ an Arima. Thankfully, nobody gets raped but I really hate the “let’s just be shitheads until we fall in love” approach to romance.


Wedding Peach: An Overview
The absolute worst thing a shoujo manga can be is mediocre. A good shoujo title is either moving with its believable characterization or so horrible that you can’t get through it without crying through your laughter. Wedding Peach tries so hard to be Sailor Moon that it fails utterly in both categories. It’s too derivative to be any good, and considering that it’s basing itself on something super solid, it’s not really all that bad either (which somehow just makes everything much, much worse).

Wedding Peach reads like it’s working through a checklist. The story doesn’t have the decency of being over-the-top and the art isn’t charming enough to keep me reading. There are some cute reaction faces. That’s pretty much it.
We start off with Momoko, the ditzy heroine, learning that she is actually the valiant warrior of love Wedding Peach.



In contrast, here is a panel from Volume 1 of Sailor Moon:



Some super bad dudes are going to ruin newlyweds’ happiness by poisoning their hearts. They are also after an arbitrary number of magical artifacts which will help them take over the world. The bad guys are so poorly ominous and accidentally goofy that it just makes sense that Wedding Peach and her dippy friends are the greatest threat to their evil plan. There’s some mumbo jumbo about dark powers but I’m still confused about their end goal here.  The villains are apparently demons and their plan is to I guess ruin everybody’s honeymoon happiness by cockblocking them in the most bizarre way possible.



 I’d be pretty pissed off too if somebody replaced my uterus with a creepy, defective furby. The Token Shoujo Animal Mascot is a bad guy, in case you hadn’t noticed. This would be an interesting twist on the usual formula if only 1) he wasn’t such an annoying little butthole and 2) it wasn’t obvious that he is going to switch sides eventually over the course of the story.

Luckily Wedding Peach, and her gratingly irritating friends Stupid Flower Names 1 and 2 defeat evil and the day is won.


 I’m still holding out for HOLY EYELASH CURLER PEONY GRADIENT or MYSTICAL TAMPON HYRDANGEA KALEIDOSCOPE myself.

FINAL SCORE: 3/10
It’s pretty lame but there are definitely worse things out there. On the other hand, Sailor Moon or Magic Knight Rayearth are stronger magical girl titles. Wedding Peach, or at least Volume 1 of Wedding Peach, lacks the two things a shoujo manga needs to achieve real memorability: stupidly extravagant elegance, or warm-hearted sincerity. The whole endeavor reads like a merchandizing cash-in designed to rake in money from Sailor Moon fans. Magical girl manga usually follows the same few plot points. Transformation sequences and derpy romance are a part of the package and readers of the genre know that the important part is how these things happen rather than that they do. However, for a manga about bliss and happiness, Wedding Peach manages to blunder through the usual magical girl cornerstones joylessly and mechanically without really endearing you to anybody.

The other thing that bothered me about Wedding Peach was the way the female characters tear each other down. Pre-transformation, Momoko’s friends pick at her self-esteem and insult everything she does, but once they all transform suddenly they’re ready to throw themselves into harm’s way for her. If I wanted to watch a bunch of shitty people who are supposedly friends belittle each other, I’d watch Glee. Wedding Peach was derivative and uninteresting, and I don’t plan on finishing out the series. 

 

novicomics:

SHOUJO MANGA MONTH: INTRO AND A BIT ON WEDDING PEACH 



Hey NOVI readers, are you ready to ogle some hunky dreamboats, receive heartfelt confessions of undying love, and witness a couple of sexual assaults? If you answered yes to at least one of the above, you’re in luck because it’s SHOUJO MANGA MONTH with CC.



About Shoujo Manga

In A Sociology of Japanese Ladies’ Comics, Kinko Ito categorizes love and human emotion as the eternal themes found in shoujo manga.

Other themes:

  • Elegant clothing
  • Rich character interaction
  • A long look into the inner lives of girls

I don’t feel entirely comfortable calling “shoujo” a genre because shoujo manga groups many genres together, mainly drawing from the magical girl, boys-love, slice-of-life, romance, and fantasy stories. The name “shoujo manga” more closely describes the audience of the titles rather than the story itself.



Female protagonists must be somehow unreal, but relatable enough that young women can live through their experiences. The most fun elements of shoujo manga are the larger-than-life, extravagant ones: Magical princes from outer space. Hidden powers locked inside of your makeup compact. Cat dance instructors.


MR CAT


I remember putting up with some absolutely terrible shoujo manga simply  becausethe female characters seemed a lot more well-rounded than ones in books aimed at boys ever did. There are not a lot of comics made for women, period. Even fewer are created by women, or lack some sort of condescending merchandizing tie-in. Every time a girl speaks up and says, “Hey, if you want us to read comics, you should make a space for us,” the replies are always the same dismissive bullshit we comics ladies are pretty used to by now. Male comics fans: talking about the intersection of comics and gender isn’t played out just because you can’t see how it affects you. Shoujo manga provided a space for us to exist and while it was a foreign space for us English-language readers, it seemed a lot more respectful than most of our other options at the time.



A lot of women in comics look like this:

NOPE



And a lot of women in “normal” manga looks like this:



 NOPE NOPE

And these are a far cry from the worst examples I could find. I mean for godssake, ignoring the fact that her top must also function as a bra, I still can’t understand how on earth you can you can see her buttcrack through her undershirt, sweatervest and skirt.



Yes, I know about Ghost World, Blankets, and The Runaways…now. I didn’t back then, and even still, all of these titles are written by guys.



Why Shoujo Manga?

Shoujo manga exposed a lot of young North American girls to comics for the first time back in the mid-to-late ‘90s and early 2000s. It showed us that sequential art can exist for us too, and we can fill roles other than that of the hyper-sexualized vixen or the woman in the refrigerator. Our experiences and obsessions are valid and magical and worth exploring, and somebody out there cared enough to explore them. Yeah, I realize that shoujo manga is just as chock-full of gang-rape and unrealistic depictions of enduring romance as it is filled with beautiful, finely-inked panels and nuanced emotional depth. But for me, as a young girl who had eschewed superhero titles, this space was perfectly safe and welcoming. It appealed to me and pandered shamelessly to everything I was obsessed with. Though I can recognize the tropes a mile away, I’m still exceptionally fond of these fun, occasionally gimmicky stories.



Units of Measurement

I am going to rate all of the shoujo stuff I talk about on three scales:



1) Hunkasaurus-o-meter:



Because what would a shoujo manga be without studly dudes? It’s like 1/3rd of the attraction (the other 2/3rds are, in this order: pretty clothes, and cat dance instructors). This scale is rated  between 1 to 5 Tuxedo Masks. Why Tuxedo Mask? Because he is the hunky shoujo manga boyfriend of all hunky shoujo manga boyfriends, obviously.



2) Unfortunate Implications-o-meter:



A lot of shoujo manga romances are pretty unsettling. Sometimes a sweep of the hand can explain away a sexual assault or an incestuous relationship. Yuu Watase can’t even write a simple slice-of-life school comedy without gang rape and pregnancy drama. Masami Tsuda’s Kare Kano, a sweet, humorous coming-of-age tale about two competitive students in love concluded with [SPOILER ALERT! CLICK IF YOU DARE]. The Unfortunate Implications-o-meter is where I’ll talk about all that weird shit that comes standard with shoujo love stories. Girls doing stupid things for love, marrying their (step???) brothers and getting raped by their boyfriends “in a good way” will be evaluated in this category. This grouping is rated between 1 to 5 Soichiro Arimas, because fuck that guy.



3) Overall score. This is just how readable the book is, on a scale of 1 to 10. Anything rated as a 1 is likely to bum you out so badly that you run head-first into a train, while something rated around a 10 is a glorious, godly beacon of pure cherry blossoms raining upon us from above.



I visited my local Austin Books and Comics Sidekick Store and picked up volume 1 of several titles. Today, we’re just going to start with the first thing I found and branch out from there—HERE WE GO:



WEDDING PEACH

Publisher in the US: Viz: 2004

Years Published in Japan: 1994-1996

Year Sailor Moon was Published in Japan: 1991-1997



Hunkasaurus-o-meter

    out of 5

The romantic lead isn’t really all that great. It’s pretty much your basic shoujo love story: two people are just shitheads to each other until they fall in love.  I mean, he’s not horrible, but considering that almost everything about this manga is a poor imitation of Sailor Moon, he is no Tuxedo Mask.

zzzz

It could really be worse I guess. YAWN.

Unfortunate Implications-o-meter

½ an Arima. Thankfully, nobody gets raped but I really hate the “let’s just be shitheads until we fall in love” approach to romance.



Wedding Peach: An Overview

The absolute worst thing a shoujo manga can be is mediocre. A good shoujo title is either moving with its believable characterization or so horrible that you can’t get through it without crying through your laughter. Wedding Peach tries so hard to be Sailor Moon that it fails utterly in both categories. It’s too derivative to be any good, and considering that it’s basing itself on something super solid, it’s not really all that bad either (which somehow just makes everything much, much worse).



Wedding Peach reads like it’s working through a checklist. The story doesn’t have the decency of being over-the-top and the art isn’t charming enough to keep me reading. There are some cute reaction faces. That’s pretty much it.

We start off with Momoko, the ditzy heroine, learning that she is actually the valiant warrior of love Wedding Peach.





In contrast, here is a panel from Volume 1 of Sailor Moon:





Some super bad dudes are going to ruin newlyweds’ happiness by poisoning their hearts. They are also after an arbitrary number of magical artifacts which will help them take over the world. The bad guys are so poorly ominous and accidentally goofy that it just makes sense that Wedding Peach and her dippy friends are the greatest threat to their evil plan. There’s some mumbo jumbo about dark powers but I’m still confused about their end goal here.  The villains are apparently demons and their plan is to I guess ruin everybody’s honeymoon happiness by cockblocking them in the most bizarre way possible.





 I’d be pretty pissed off too if somebody replaced my uterus with a creepy, defective furby. The Token Shoujo Animal Mascot is a bad guy, in case you hadn’t noticed. This would be an interesting twist on the usual formula if only 1) he wasn’t such an annoying little butthole and 2) it wasn’t obvious that he is going to switch sides eventually over the course of the story.



Luckily Wedding Peach, and her gratingly irritating friends Stupid Flower Names 1 and 2 defeat evil and the day is won.



 I’m still holding out for HOLY EYELASH CURLER PEONY GRADIENT or MYSTICAL TAMPON HYRDANGEA KALEIDOSCOPE myself.



FINAL SCORE: 3/10

It’s pretty lame but there are definitely worse things out there. On the other hand, Sailor Moon or Magic Knight Rayearth are stronger magical girl titles. Wedding Peach, or at least Volume 1 of Wedding Peach, lacks the two things a shoujo manga needs to achieve real memorability: stupidly extravagant elegance, or warm-hearted sincerity. The whole endeavor reads like a merchandizing cash-in designed to rake in money from Sailor Moon fans. Magical girl manga usually follows the same few plot points. Transformation sequences and derpy romance are a part of the package and readers of the genre know that the important part is how these things happen rather than that they do. However, for a manga about bliss and happiness, Wedding Peach manages to blunder through the usual magical girl cornerstones joylessly and mechanically without really endearing you to anybody.



The other thing that bothered me about Wedding Peach was the way the female characters tear each other down. Pre-transformation, Momoko’s friends pick at her self-esteem and insult everything she does, but once they all transform suddenly they’re ready to throw themselves into harm’s way for her. If I wanted to watch a bunch of shitty people who are supposedly friends belittle each other, I’d watch Glee. Wedding Peach was derivative and uninteresting, and I don’t plan on finishing out the series. 


 

novicomics:

SHOUJO MANGA MONTH:  MOTO HAGIO DOES EVERYTHING RIGHT
Last week we began our elegant, stylish voyage through shoujo manga, or Japanese girls’ comics. This week we’re going to go a bit further. If you want to get some background on what shoujo manga is and why it’s so important, please check out last week’s article. 


Last week we discussed the most egregious type of shoujo manga: the painfully boring, derivative cash cow. This week we’re going to talk about a thoroughly good collection of shoujo stories, why these stories are so essential to girl comics as a whole, and why all this gabbing about feelings and emotions is actually pretty cool stuff. Please check your cynicism at the door because this is gonna be some earnest real talk. 


As always with manga, please remember to read the clips from “A Drunken Dream” from right to left.

The Magnificent 24 Year Group / The Magnificent Forty Niners
Moto Hagio belonged to a group of manga artists called the Magnificent 24 Year Group, or the Magnificent Forty Niners. This group of artists all hung out together and made awesome, mind blowing comics in the early ‘70s.  You like good shoujo manga? Thank them for it. Are you into sweet, beautiful dude on dude lovin’? Yeah, these guys pretty much started that trend too. The Forty Niners themselves say that critics and fans made up the nickname, but they never thought of themselves that way. The name itself refers to the fact that most of the members were born around 1949, the 24th year of the Showa Period in Japan. Some argue that the only members of the 24 Year Group were those that hung around the apartment shared by Moto Hagio and Keiko Takemiya between 1970 to 1972. 


Before the 24 Year Group, girls’ comics were mostly drawn by dudes and didn’t properly address the actual thoughts and feelings of girls—unless they were talking about love and romance. (Sound familiar?) It took the mad creativity of the Magnificent Forty Niners to really turn all of that on its head. The Forty Niners pushed the conversation in girls’ comics from the default I-want-a-boyfriend talk to self-actualization through emotional journeys. They tackled themes such as “science fiction, rock and roll music, horror, homosexuality, gender, identity, and fantasy” and weaved stories about “sportswomen, epics, love between boys, and history or social problems.”

So why does this matter? For essentially the first time, shoujo manga was made by women for girls and was real live arts. That’s really something we’ve never mimicked over here in America Comics Land, on any significant scale. This was a group of badass ladies saying badass things and changing the conversation about women and comics completely.

There isn’t a lot of further reading, aside from, say, Wikipedia, but I highly recommend this amazing tumblr.

The translator of this volume, Matt Thorn, is also a huge resource for learning more about the Twenty Four Year Group. The 2003 interview with Moto Hagio from the back of the collection can be found here and his website covers a lot of interesting stuff about shoujo manga overall. 

Making Something Beautiful and Real
I believe that the “Drunken Dream” collection of stories lays the groundwork for measuring all of the wonderful components of girls’ comics. It’s a heck of a yardstick, I’ll tell you that. While some stories are weaker than others, as a whole, “A Drunken Dream And Other Stories” spans the breadth of what makes shoujo manga great. 

Borrowing from Kinko Ito’s work A Sociology of Japanese Ladies’ Comics and my own observations from last week, here is my rubric for measuring what makes up a real, excellent shoujo manga:
Similar stylistic elements—commonly including large eyes, lack of or reduced secondary sex characteristics (such as breasts), elegant clothing and rich, luxurious environments.
Focus on character development, interaction, and feelings above action and plot. 
Female characters are multidimensional, having non-romantic goals, desires, thoughts, and experiences.


The “Drunken Dream” collection isn’t just a beautiful compellation of good comics. It’s a good collection that is so essentially shoujo, that it’s good because it’s shoujo. These elements—the stylistic elegance, the connectedness to human emotion, that’s what’s great here.


Some US reviewers take issue with the “melodrama” of Hagio’s work in this collection, deploring that the characters and plot points are too simple and obvious to challenge readers. I think those simple plot elements give the comics their emotional charge!

In Understanding Comics, Scott McCloud talked about how simple character designs allow readers to infuse the character in question with their own personality—and by projecting ourselves in, we’re making the act of reading comics a bigger emotional investment. This is because we can anthropomorphize anything and make it our own. 






The simple plot devices in Hagio’s works act a lot like the simple character designs in some other comics. We see our own loneliness echoed back in her characters, the same spark of life. Hagio gives us stories we can relate to, and in their simple structure we see our own lives.

The obvious symbols don’t really matter that much. They’re just points to keep you moving on your way. The experiences of the characters are much more important than any mind-blowing realization at the end of the story—so pretty much, Inception this is not. In Iguana Girl, you find out that the main character is a human being and not actually an iguana like she is drawn. Her iguana face is a metaphor for the low self-esteem her mother passed down to her. Iguana Girl doesn’t have any real “big reveal moment” hinged on that mindfuck moment where you realize that she’s really a person. You learn about that incredibly early in the story. The comic is really about one girl’s struggle with low self-esteem. Isn’t that incredibly powerful in its own right?




Even the super simple “Girl With Puppy On Porch,” lays itself out on the table for you with its obviousness.  After a few pages, you realize that the girl with her puppy is just a kid trying to keep the terrible world from destroying her beautiful imagination. No mystery, no suspense, just pretty much a message saying “the world sucks, but doesn’t it suck that things have to be this way?” Hagio is opening up some real genuine shoujo manga catharsis for all of us to share in the experience.




The “Drunken Dream” collection is a buffet of emotion.

 

Anger and helplessness.



Isolation.



Grief.



Forgiveness.

It’s impossible to read through these panels and not feel your own life in them—and that’s why Hagio is such a brilliant writer. Shoujo manga is all about feelings, and Hagio is the master of feelings. The Queen of Feelings. THE EMPRESS OF FEELINGS.

I think I’m getting ahead of myself.

I had never heard of the 24 Year Group before reading this anthology, but I feel like my life has been dramatically enriched by this collection. I want to buy three copies of it so that I can loan 2 to new people and have a back up loan copy for the eventual time when one of them gets stolen.

Fantagraphics will be putting out an English-language release of one of Moto Hagio’s most renowned works, Heart of Thomas, this summer. You can bet that you’ll be hearing from me about it as soon as it’s out.

I wish I could be this articulate about Hagio Moto. But she just makes me flail madly.
And every single time people talk about big eyes in manga in general and shojo in particular, I want to bring up Understanding comics.

novicomics:

SHOUJO MANGA MONTH:  MOTO HAGIO DOES EVERYTHING RIGHT

Last week we began our elegant, stylish voyage through shoujo manga, or Japanese girls’ comics. This week we’re going to go a bit further. If you want to get some background on what shoujo manga is and why it’s so important, please check out last week’s article.




Last week we discussed the most egregious type of shoujo manga: the painfully boring, derivative cash cow. This week we’re going to talk about a thoroughly good collection of shoujo stories, why these stories are so essential to girl comics as a whole, and why all this gabbing about feelings and emotions is actually pretty cool stuff. Please check your cynicism at the door because this is gonna be some earnest real talk.



As always with manga, please remember to read the clips from “A Drunken Dream” from right to left.



The Magnificent 24 Year Group / The Magnificent Forty Niners

Moto Hagio belonged to a group of manga artists called the Magnificent 24 Year Group, or the Magnificent Forty Niners. This group of artists all hung out together and made awesome, mind blowing comics in the early ‘70s.  You like good shoujo manga? Thank them for it. Are you into sweet, beautiful dude on dude lovin’? Yeah, these guys pretty much started that trend too. The Forty Niners themselves say that critics and fans made up the nickname, but they never thought of themselves that way. The name itself refers to the fact that most of the members were born around 1949, the 24th year of the Showa Period in Japan. Some argue that the only members of the 24 Year Group were those that hung around the apartment shared by Moto Hagio and Keiko Takemiya between 1970 to 1972. 





Before the 24 Year Group, girls’ comics were mostly drawn by dudes and didn’t properly address the actual thoughts and feelings of girls—unless they were talking about love and romance. (Sound familiar?) It took the mad creativity of the Magnificent Forty Niners to really turn all of that on its head. The Forty Niners pushed the conversation in girls’ comics from the default I-want-a-boyfriend talk to self-actualization through emotional journeys. They tackled themes such as “science fiction, rock and roll music, horror, homosexuality, gender, identity, and fantasy” and weaved stories about “sportswomen, epics, love between boys, and history or social problems.”



So why does this matter? For essentially the first time, shoujo manga was made by women for girls and was real live arts. That’s really something we’ve never mimicked over here in America Comics Land, on any significant scale. This was a group of badass ladies saying badass things and changing the conversation about women and comics completely.



There isn’t a lot of further reading, aside from, say, Wikipedia, but I highly recommend this amazing tumblr.



The translator of this volume, Matt Thorn, is also a huge resource for learning more about the Twenty Four Year Group. The 2003 interview with Moto Hagio from the back of the collection can be found here and his website covers a lot of interesting stuff about shoujo manga overall. 



Making Something Beautiful and Real

I believe that the “Drunken Dream” collection of stories lays the groundwork for measuring all of the wonderful components of girls’ comics. It’s a heck of a yardstick, I’ll tell you that. While some stories are weaker than others, as a whole, “A Drunken Dream And Other Stories” spans the breadth of what makes shoujo manga great. 



Borrowing from Kinko Ito’s work A Sociology of Japanese Ladies’ Comics and my own observations from last week, here is my rubric for measuring what makes up a real, excellent shoujo manga:

  • Similar stylistic elements—commonly including large eyes, lack of or reduced secondary sex characteristics (such as breasts), elegant clothing and rich, luxurious environments.
  • Focus on character development, interaction, and feelings above action and plot. 
  • Female characters are multidimensional, having non-romantic goals, desires, thoughts, and experiences.


From "Bianca"



The “Drunken Dream” collection isn’t just a beautiful compellation of good comics. It’s a good collection that is so essentially shoujo, that it’s good because it’s shoujo. These elements—the stylistic elegance, the connectedness to human emotion, that’s what’s great here.



Some US reviewers take issue with the “melodrama” of Hagio’s work in this collection, deploring that the characters and plot points are too simple and obvious to challenge readers. I think those simple plot elements give the comics their emotional charge!



In Understanding Comics, Scott McCloud talked about how simple character designs allow readers to infuse the character in question with their own personality—and by projecting ourselves in, we’re making the act of reading comics a bigger emotional investment. This is because we can anthropomorphize anything and make it our own. 










The simple plot devices in Hagio’s works act a lot like the simple character designs in some other comics. We see our own loneliness echoed back in her characters, the same spark of life. Hagio gives us stories we can relate to, and in their simple structure we see our own lives.



The obvious symbols don’t really matter that much. They’re just points to keep you moving on your way. The experiences of the characters are much more important than any mind-blowing realization at the end of the story—so pretty much, Inception this is not. In Iguana Girl, you find out that the main character is a human being and not actually an iguana like she is drawn. Her iguana face is a metaphor for the low self-esteem her mother passed down to her. Iguana Girl doesn’t have any real “big reveal moment” hinged on that mindfuck moment where you realize that she’s really a person. You learn about that incredibly early in the story. The comic is really about one girl’s struggle with low self-esteem. Isn’t that incredibly powerful in its own right?







Even the super simple “Girl With Puppy On Porch,” lays itself out on the table for you with its obviousness.  After a few pages, you realize that the girl with her puppy is just a kid trying to keep the terrible world from destroying her beautiful imagination. No mystery, no suspense, just pretty much a message saying “the world sucks, but doesn’t it suck that things have to be this way?” Hagio is opening up some real genuine shoujo manga catharsis for all of us to share in the experience.







The “Drunken Dream” collection is a buffet of emotion.



 



Anger and helplessness.





Isolation.





Grief.





Forgiveness.



It’s impossible to read through these panels and not feel your own life in them—and that’s why Hagio is such a brilliant writer. Shoujo manga is all about feelings, and Hagio is the master of feelings. The Queen of Feelings. THE EMPRESS OF FEELINGS.



I think I’m getting ahead of myself.



I had never heard of the 24 Year Group before reading this anthology, but I feel like my life has been dramatically enriched by this collection. I want to buy three copies of it so that I can loan 2 to new people and have a back up loan copy for the eventual time when one of them gets stolen.



Fantagraphics will be putting out an English-language release of one of Moto Hagio’s most renowned works, Heart of Thomas, this summer. You can bet that you’ll be hearing from me about it as soon as it’s out.


I wish I could be this articulate about Hagio Moto. But she just makes me flail madly.

And every single time people talk about big eyes in manga in general and shojo in particular, I want to bring up Understanding comics.

150 dollars?! WHAT IS THIS FUCKERY? How will I get my girly manga academia fix now? D:

150 dollars?! WHAT IS THIS FUCKERY? How will I get my girly manga academia fix now? D:

Will you never get married?” he asked.
“Who knows what might happen in life. An accident can happen,” I answered, “like the other day when a stone fell from a rooftop and killed a passerby.
Ada Nilsson, lesbian hero and sex educator, refuses an offer of marriage.

tentacle-chan:

Oniisama E

This show. omg.

 The ancient art of lesbian throwing

yomigaere:

naranxas:

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IT SPARKLES.

yomigaere:

naranxas:

utena butt

IT SPARKLES.