Sailor Moon holds a special place in my little black heart. It’s not the first anime that I watched (it’s a tie between Bastard and Akira, both of which I haven’t seen in a very long time and should re-watch soon), but it’s one of the first anime titles that I remember actively seeking out.
I remember catching it the first time it came on television in my area and being pulled into this bizarre world of storylines longer than one episode. I remember sitting there watching the first episode, with this huge crybaby as the lead, and my dad grumbling behind me, playing solitaire on the computer, wondering why I would watch something so stupid. I remember him getting hooked by episode 3 and, not too long later (during the first run of Sailor Moon R I think), him getting me hooked onto Ronin Warriors.
It was a different time back then. Dad still swore up and down that he was 12 and “never growing up,” it was before Mom was diagnosed with MS, and, hell, RoaVa Con/Sheva Con still existed (and you could go watch the SCA beat the shit out of each other on the grounds of one of the local high schools). Dad and I still talked, Halloween-dot-com still had their really awesome set-up and I found so many wonderful ghost story pages (like The Shadowlands, which I still occasionally go on), The Bone Garden Estate (currently cannot find a link to it. aww, damn), and so many pagan and wicca pages to print things off from.
I watched the show, followed it from station-to-station/channel-to-channel, watched the repeated runs of the series while waiting for the next installment. Dad had a running pull-list of the manga through a local bookshop (sadly no longer around. I miss Perdue’s. it was awesome and quirky as hell), and at some point paid “a work friend” who was going to a con at Virginia Beach to get him the entire series on VHS, including the “never before seen” ones. He never got them. (he was given an excuse along with an Usagi pin).
Years have passed and occasionally I’d think about the series. A couple of years ago, I’d decided to re-watch the series and found the Live Action version. It was a lot of fun and I like how they did the transformations and how they worked around Luna.
And then, I don’t know, like a week ago? I decided screw it, I’m going to sit and re-watch from the beginning. I’d found a handful of episodes of the Starlights series, but I wanted to find the first one. This caused me to think more of just re-watching the whole thing. It’s a fun series and I enjoy it. I ended up talking to a friend about it while I found somewhere online that showed the episodes. She asked if I was watching it subbed or dubbed, and if dubbed–was it the original dubbing?
I’d told her I found the original dubbing and was watching that. Hey, why not? Let’s have a small nostalgia quake.
Watching the original dubbing all the way through, from the first to the last episode of SuperS, was…kind of strange. I had completely forgotten why I hated Rini so much (in S her voice is great, in SuperS, her voice is like nails on a chalkboard that give me a migraine), I found it hilarious when the voice actor changed for Serena and did not remember noticing this years ago.
Now, I’m in the Sailor Starlights series. The last series. I have 15 episodes left and I don’t know if I’m going to go for Crystal (I hear it’s terrible). I’m a couple episodes in from the introduction of Chibichibi and found myself on the Sailor Moon wiki looking up who she really is, because I couldn’t remember. (and it’s been a long time since I’ve read any of the manga).
I realized that I am farther along the series than my dad ever will be. He can’t do subbed anime due to his severe dyslexia. And, I don’t think he’d appreciate the Starlights anyway (for reasons)
I’ve jotted down notes of costumes I’d love to make if I ever got around to it and it’s been great background noise while I knit (which is hard to do when I’m watching the sub). I’m glad I made the decision to re-watch this. It’s still a fun series, I still really enjoy it, and I still really want a Wicked Lady costume.