Enter the Anime

My disgust for this title pushed me to reach for my laptop, sign up to IMDB and type a review for the very first time. That is how much anger I felt towards Netflix's horrific, cringe-worthy piece of garbage. I wish I could say anything constructive, but this is a superficial view of what anime is or how it started and it's real reflection of Japanese culture and imagination, it's vehicle for fantasy and the language of its people. I hated the narrator I thought I didn't care for her initial "I knew nothing about anime" and "i should google what is anime" intro or the lame childish voice-over script of "japan is this!" -insert visual- "and this" -other visual-, and "that's cool right?". The very first person she hosts (i'm not sure why in the world would any documentarian start with non-japanese anime producers in LA) Is the producer of castlevania (which is not a bad... "anime-inspired" animated series) and everything he utters out of this mouth makes you feel like he's a pretentious idiot, "oh i picked up the phone and this guy was like, hey I'm kanye", and "I'm a time traveller". Just. God. Awful.

Maybe further in the film there's some useful piece of information, but this did not grab me enough to want to continue and reach that part.