Let me take you back to a time before rent-seeking cargo cultists prowled the animation industry shaking down studios. When anime was drawn on cells with rich, hand-mixed paint. Before the dead-eyed, pastel times; before Ground Zero. In those bad old analog days, if you wanted to watch anime, you had to order VHS tapes from the Right Stuf catalog or buy nth generation copies from shady dealers at comic book conventions. Otherwise, some of the kids’ stuff would be recut and redubbed for weekday morning TV. And the rare big boy movie would make its way onto late night cable – heavily censored, or course.
Fist of the North Star (1986)
Fist of the North Star (1986)
Fist of the North Star (1986)
Let me take you back to a time before rent-seeking cargo cultists prowled the animation industry shaking down studios. When anime was drawn on cells with rich, hand-mixed paint. Before the dead-eyed, pastel times; before Ground Zero. In those bad old analog days, if you wanted to watch anime, you had to order VHS tapes from the Right Stuf catalog or buy nth generation copies from shady dealers at comic book conventions. Otherwise, some of the kids’ stuff would be recut and redubbed for weekday morning TV. And the rare big boy movie would make its way onto late night cable – heavily censored, or course.