Koi kaze

The main reason I started watching anime was to escape reality, which is probably why it took me so long to watch this piece. I could only max 1 episode/day, and that was also in the moments when I wanted to sleep, it gave me a helping hand and made me want to sleep even more. It's not that it's boring, but it's so light and slow that it throws you into complete silence, doesn't get your heart racing, doesn't get your blood pumping at 25 m/s. It's just a breeze; it blows around you. It's not a bad anime, by any means, but it's more suited to people who cling to reality, who want to experience real, believable stories. Not that I don't want to experience something real sometimes. Obviously, that's an unfair three stars, maybe I could give it more, it's just that it would have to appeal to me more. And it didn’t. Btw incest is acceptable in some cases, right? (18.06.2009)

I have just seen one of the strangest and probably most beautiful anime series about love that could have been written. This anime series is about the struggle with the power of love. It is also about society and its attitude towards love more than anything I have ever seen before. During the first episode, I was engaged immediately by the pleasant pace. There were interesting and really real characters, and it has a narrative that took a really unexpected turn by the end of the first episode. A certain moralist in me was already screaming at that point that I should turn it off immediately and just not bother with this. However, I did not give up. The animation was enjoyable, the soundtrack was incredibly beautiful, and a certain part of me just had to know how this was actually going to end. And so I was immersed in the narrative, which got me, as it is profound, emotional, and fascinating. I watched them struggle with the windmills, even though it made perfect sense, an epiphany about its complete pointlessness and a transition to a struggle was far more courageous and beautiful. The open-ended conclusion left me with many questions about what would happen next. There was a finality in that no matter what, love simply prevailed once again, warmed my romantic heart, and silenced for good the last desperate cries of the previously mentioned moralist. The romantic has triumphed, and like love knows no bounds, my enchantment with this narrative is limitless. 10/10. (24.12.2015)