Lover’s Suicide Comedy in the Showa Period #01 — Daddy Loves Nobody

January 8th, 2016


Set dicktitude to 11.

I got roped into some early morning stuff over the weekend that'll keep me busy until the early afternoon. It may be a little bit tomorrow and Sunday before I can get to any/every thing(s).


First off, this was a double length episode, and let me tell you, I did not have the patience for that, although by the same token, looking over the caps and seeing the great variety in the scenes should give you an idea of the pace and budget of this show. For the most part, it's a soap opera. Everybody has daddy issues, and the father figure in this case is a gigantic dickweed that everyone adores anyway. There's also a massive cultural disconnect here for me since I can't even fathom this kind of thing, which is probably also why the end whatever of "Do your own stuff" falls so flat, since that or other varieties of "write/perform what you know" is the core tenant of western stuff, not "blindly emulate what came before." Anyway, the first half/twenty minutes was just boring overly dramatic stuff filled with your usual boring Japanese melodrama. Perhaps a bit more book throwing than usual and disappointing your father figure than usual, but only because there were multiple people and the father figure was especially dickish. It wasn't until the second half that it got sucked into the rakugo dimension and ground to a full stop.

They spent goddamned ten minutes on the guy's routine. Buddha H Jesus, Japan. At any point did someone stop and wonder to themselves how long it takes for a point to be made and that it's time to move the goddamned hell on? Show don't tell is great, but at the core of that concept is "does this add anything?" The point was made, and overdone if anything about thirty seconds into that scene, and yet it just kept going and going and going. If it's not important and it's not entertaining, then… what? And this is after already having skipped over the previous two rakugo bits, and with yet more to come. It's not even like it was either great or catastrophic either, although from my American cultural standpoint, I generally expect comedy routines to have a joke or two. The closest it seemed to come were things like "You seem poor and have no shoes. Were they stolen?" "Uhhhh, yes! And they were ridiculous great shoes." -raucous laughter-

Next Episode:

Daddy still hates you.

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7 Shouts From the Peanut Gallery

  • Paulo27 says:

    Meanwhile, someone out there is already calling this the underrated masterpiece of ever.

  • The Phantom says:

    I did feel the cultural difference, is this the japan equivalent to standup comedy? I am probably giving it more episodes, the routine was too long but the rest of the show was decent, plus extra points for not using teenagers.

    • DmonHiro says:

      No, this is a type of Japanese one-man theater. The Japanese equivalent of stand-up comedy is manzai.

      • Aroduc says:

        Rakugo is a solo recitation of a comedic story.

        Manzai is much more heavily based on things like patter, puns, etc almost always between multiple people.

        A Western standup routine isn’t an exact one to one mapping given all the random stuff that’s supposed to come with rakugo (multiple personalities, not moving from the pillow, etc), but it’s a lot easier to say than “immobile one man short form comic recitation.”

  • Rogueywon says:

    Don’t think I can appreciate this, because I don’t have a beard. In particular, I don’t have a particularly twattish beard that I can stroke slowly, while gently nodding my head.

    Crap hipster fodder. Nothing of value here.

  • anise_punter says:

    There was already the fake-cutesy rakugo show where all of the cast of cute girls (well, the art style made them not cute but the intent was there) were total jerks, certainly no need for this one now. That was a fun show.