Jun 30, 2008 16:54
After much stalling and trepidation, I finally went back to read some Berserk. Having originally stopped because I was getting so depressed reading it, I was quite concerned.
HOWEVER. Berserk is so excellent that I really just wanted to force myself through to get through the depressing part because I felt there would be some form of catharsis. Thankfully, I was pretty much up to right before the end of the flashback, so... if I'd just kept with it, it wouldn't have been a problem. And I cried, a bit, when Judeau died, and it's hard to get me to cry, especially when it's not part of some heartachingly bittersweet dramatic ending... Unless it's a movie. I'm ridiculously easily manipulated by movies. Good ones, anyway.
Probably the reason it depressed me so much was because at the time I was a bit emotionally fragile, and that combined with an incredibly depressing storyline doesn't really lead to picking flowers in a meadow unless it's the kind that Ophelia was doing in Hamlet. Yes, I just made a reference to Shakespeare; I'm just that cool.
Anyway, I'm glad I went back and got through it.
berserk,
epic effort