Its a conspiracy! It’s all a conspiracy!
Typically, when people watch a television show, they expect likeable characters to whom they can relate. If this is you, turn back now. The characters in this show were certainly relatable to me, but that says more about me than about them. A Lot more.
To understand this show, you must understand the japanese concept of a hikikomori. It is a person, who for whatever reason, does not leave their room for work, school, or socialization. Basically, a reclusive failure of a human being. Sato, our protagonist, is such a person. He is also a college drop out and mildly schizophrenic, who believes his entire life is an alien conspiracy to force this condition on him. He get better. Very, very slowly.
Most of the other characters are not much better, but the charm of the show is how it humanizes these despicable people, and makes you root for them. Sato meets a girl who claims she can cure his hikikomori illness, and things get going. He vehemently denies being any kind of hikikomori, and claims he spends so much time in his room designing a game. He is a creator, as he proclaims at the top of his lungs.
To protect his lie, he enlists the help of his next store neighbor, who happens to be his highschool friend Yamazaki, who has become a porn obsessed otaku. The two begin working on a gal game, basically an electronic porn novel. This is, again, to show a girl he is beginning to like.
There is another girl too, his former class president who got him involved in conspiracy theories. The dynamic between the three is fascinating, though the latter’s fiance would disagree. Everyone in this show has serious problems, just like the viewers. It is definitely not escapist entertainment fair. Which is refreshing.
The animation is hit or miss, par for the course from studio gonzo. Occasionally very fluid, and occasionally like watching a 2 year old having an epileptic fit. It’s at its best when Sato is having delusional fantasies about talking furniture or alien creatures watching his every movie. The music is more consistent, and the song yamazaki plays constantly will get stuck in your head forever.
At the end of the day, Welcome to the NHK is enjoyable, but flawed, with a very specific viewership. Often hilarious, and even more often depressing, it comes with a Nerd shit seal of approval. I award the biography of John juliano, Wait I meant Welcome to the NHK a 7.5 of 10. Remember, it’s all a conspiracy!
Until the next time!