Our home is full of your scent. Whatever I do, whether I'm asleep or awake, the smell reminds me of you. I'm sure it'll always make me sad, and it'll probably always hurt. So when I become too sad, or when it's so painful that I can't stand it anymore, I'll tell you instead of holding it in. When I'm happy and having fun, I'll tell you. I'll tell you everything.
Yuuki, thank you.
Thank you for being born as my little brother.
I swear, I cried throughout the last episode of Tokyo Magnitude 8.0. Sumpah Teacher Nani menangis teresak-esak macam tengok One Litre of Tears. Sedih gila! Oh my God, I must have surprised many of you sebab Teacher Nani mana pernah menulis semacam ini sebelum ini kan? Tak apa, no time to linguistically behave anymore. Ini bukan blog orang lain.
Anyway, this is one of those insanely good animes out there which hits you powerfully in the guts and at the heart with perfectly flawed and believable characters plus the realistic storyline and setting. An A+ for the animation, sumpah over the top punya dia engineered. Another A+ for the seiyuu – one fantastic bunch of people who really, really know what they're doing. And triple A+s for the story and dialogues. Need I remind you that I'm a nasty reviewer most of the times?
There were some scenes which were really hard to watch, especially in the last episode, but the whole series had been both beautifully depressing and heartbreakingly uplifting at the same time. I don't know how the studio managed to achieve that crazy effect on me (and a whole bunch of people who had also cried watching the last episode) but it was worth the bucks spent. I'd say this is one of the best shows I'd ever spend my reading hours on. Seriously. You'd better ask my sister about how stingy I am of my reading time.
For one simple reason the last episode hit me real hard. I'm a big sister, just like Mirai. I bet it would hit many of you out there with younger siblings similarly. And then the realization that your heart is in the right place. Nicely done. Sumpah sedih gila.
I want my siblings to watch this. Because there was so much love in it. And so much warmth, too.
And I think YOU should watch this. Because I'd say this out loud if you'd ask me to, 'Only a hardened, bitter, d*ckheaded cynic wouldn't be moved by Tokyo Magnitude 8.0.'
I've learnt a lot from the series. But there's one scene permanently stamped on my mind and I'm glad that of all the scenes, this one chose to stay: