You kids, with your fancy animes and your Crackles and your CrunchyRolls, you don’t know how hard the rest of us used to have it! Back in my day, we had to get anime from a CATALOG. Specifically, the Viz catalog, which arrived every so often (quarterly, perhaps?) at my house on Park Place. It was a happy day when it arrived, filled with treats from far-off Japan, Ranma 1/2 and Akira and manga, so much manga, plus a lot of filthy stuff that came with a big fat NOT FOR KIDS bar across it.
I devoured that catalog. This was back when anime came in clamshell VHS cases, 2, maybe 3 episodes at a time. And that shit was NOT cheap — I think I paid about $30 for All Purpose Cultural Cat Girl Nuku-Nuku, my first anime (purchased from Tower Records). Years later, I would buy the entire series on DVD for $6. Times have changed.
“They didn’t de-stem, hoping for some semblance of concentration, crushed it up with leaves and mice, and then wound up with this rancid tar and turpentine bullshit.” Miles (Paul Giamatti) Sideways.
This is my favorite way to describe over-wrought prose. Back in college, writing “leaves and sticks and mice” in the margins was a shorthand among my friends to cool it on the adverbs and get back to the action. Too many writers use miles and miles of description to give their story some semblance of depth, when in reality, the character has spent the first three pages getting dressed. Yes, description is important, but leaves and sticks and mice do not good wine make.
(A variation on this comes via Nick Mamatas, genius; “I’ve seen more first pages ruined by socks and coffee than I care to count.”)