“One of my current favourite anime is a show called Bungou Stray Dogs. It’s a mystery and supernatural series (with a healthy dose of action for good measure), adapted from an ongoing manga by Asagiri Kafka. The story tells of a boy named Nakajima Atsushi who has been cast out from his orphanage and left to fend for himself. Starving and close to death, he encounters a strange man drowning and upon saving him, he becomes entangled in a new world of supernatural abilities and the organisations that use them.
On the first weekend of March, the first movie (Dead Apple) was given a cinema release after months of anticipation. I didn’t have chance to go on either Saturday or Sunday but I refused to miss it so I hopped on a train after work on Monday and made the afternoon showing…”
I know I’m a stereotype when I confess that I became seriously interested in Japan through watching anime. Like so many people my age, I was introduced to Pokemon, Digimon, and Sailor Moon during childhood, and my love for the genre has stayed with me for at least seventeen years. So much so, that I probably shouldn’t admit how many series I’ve actually watched.
But one of my current favourites is a show called Bungou Stray Dogs. It’s a mystery and supernatural anime (with a healthy dose of action for good measure), adapted from an ongoing manga by Asagiri Kafka. The story tells of a boy named Nakajima Atsushi who has been cast out from his orphanage and left to fend for himself. Starving and close to death, he encounters a strange man drowning and upon saving him, he becomes entangled in a new world of supernatural…
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