I’m 50 years old. Animation was bland 40 years ago. Not much to choose from and no internet. If I was lucky, our antenna would catch channel 20 and show something unusual called Kimba the White Lion (ジャングル大帝). In college I discovered something amazing called anime. I wasn’t used to seeing animation beautifully drawn with captivating, emotionally charged storylines.
It’s the present and I’m overwhelmed with the amount of anime available. I feel robbed and cheated of my childhood.
