
I’m still surprised by how much detail they actually managed to jam-pack into a single cour, because everyone, even the extras of the show, gets just the right amount of characterization and development. It makes each character feel wonderfully unique, and like Durarara!! there’s bound to be a couple you’ll immensely enjoy. From an Italian mafioso to a mute assassin, an immortal shota to a Bonnie-and-Clyde duo, the cast shines with a variety of inspirations pulled from western pulps, anime tropes, and even the era itself.
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Many of the strengths Durarara!! had as a series apply here, and I quote Divine’s Durarara!! series impressions: “The huge cast of characters alone give an immediate impression of that and is a bit daunting at first, but once you get into it and realize how everyone’s stories are intertwined to form a bigger one, it’s really cool seeing it all come together.” It’s one of the key pillars of Ryohgo Narita’s narratives, and the man is a genius at spinning a layered tale out of the interplay of a ridiculously large cast, a colorful group of characters that’s oft-wildly eccentric. This isn’t a retrospective analysis on both show’s success (or lack thereof), but simply Baccano! 101 and about why I love this show.

Simply bad timing to have aired in a packed summer next to Gurran Lagann?īut I digress. Don’t get me wrong, I love both shows, but what’s a fan without bias? Still, looking there, where did Durarara succeed with the fandom and Bacanno faltered? Perhaps the snazzy setting of contemporary Ikebukuro was more widely appealing than the atmospheric (but rustic?) 1930s New York? Maybe the difference was in the narrative format? Baccano’s storytelling didn’t quite lend itself all that well to an episodic nature after all, in spite of my love for it. So the difference in success have always been a irritable point to me, because – forgive my utter disregard of objectivity here – I vastly preferred Baccano! between the two. To pile on the similarities, both stories had a strong narrative focus on the interplay of its characters, and near the heart of the story is a great mesh of themes between the mundane, the supernatural, and delightfully, the insane. Hell, Baccano! fans would’ve noticed the incredibly fan-servicy cameos of Miria and Issac in one of Durarara!!’s episodes. Gotta keep up them appearances, you know?Ģ007’s Baccano! is the criminally underrated brother – quite literally – to 2010’s breakout hit Durarara!!, and both were adapted from Ryohgo Narita’s light novels by almost the exact same Brain’s Base team. And whatever we’re continuously blogging. And of course, any other anime that my fellow writers may have also recommended to you.

So ladies and gentlemen I implore you: in the downtime of this festive season, if whenever you’re not partying or watching the Christmas special of Doctor Who again and again and again with your bowl of custard fish fingers in hand – but then really, why wouldn’t you be? – take the time and give Baccano! a shot. There we go, obligatory and poorly conceived Christmas tie-in, I’VE DONE MY PART, and let it not be said otherwise. And since its Christmas, we could all use a bit of that lively party ruckus. But days of deliberation somehow came back to this very show that I first thought of, one that did a particular Ruckus!– yep, a particular Baccano! in my anime-loving heart. Animes that’s had a personal impact on me and my watching habits, shows that made some profound statements, like Birdy Decode, Dennou Coil, Eve no Jikan, The Tatami Galaxy-Oh god someone stop me. Yes, I know it’s a hyperbole and it didn’t do all that bad, SHUSH.īeing able to write this post meant I was spoiled for some incredibly great, personal choices, oh believe me. But NOW! Since Moomba came around knocking about this twelve days shebang, it’s a rare chance for me to speak up on anything I wanted, and what better than a shout-out for one of the best shows no one ever watched? We accepted high schoolers having Jackie Chan-esque brawls for discounted supaa packed meals, didn’t we? And I unabashedly loved every moment of its choreographed glory. But alas, somehow the world doesn’t seem to quite agree, going by the lackluster reception in the five years since it came out.

You’d think that the premise of prohibition-era-mafia-meets-immortal-alchemists-in-a-pulp-epic would be enough to sell this show. “What do we do with all this money, Issac?”
