I am liking Jujutsu Kaisen, way more than I imagined I would, but I foresee it will let me down and it's keeping me from enjoying this as much as I could haha
I think the characters and dynamics are well set, and I think many of them have an incredibly good and deep potential, but I would be willing to bet they'll not get a proper development, enough for them to really hit. A well assembled set of gears is not enough to make the movement go, you have to wind the clockwork.
I think Gojo and Megumi have a fascinating and very complex dynamic, but I doubt it will be given the time and care that imo it needs to actually work. And it is going well enough for now! One could see the intimacy between them was deeper than the one Gojo had with, say, Yuji and Nobara ever since the very first few episodes despite the fact Fushiguro too was a first year. But the pieces forming what they have are extremely complex, and it just wouldn't be realistic if it doesn't show, even if in a not showing way, or if it doesn't have consequences or implications.
It's one of those dynamics that shape one's life, the way one regards the world, the way one establishes or not relationships with other people. It's one of those dynamics that could be full of fondness, gratitude, resentment, admiration, trust, and that imply intimacy, the good kind or the bad, even if in just the knowledge of someone who's been a constant through your life. It could, and would, imply a myriad of feelings, and probably in such a mix it could imply contradictory feelings too. Even the nothingness would weight, even the nothingness would be significant and meaningful.
Gojo took Megumi and his sister under his wing, the son of a man who murdered him, because of both selfish and selfless reasons. Megumi looks like Toji. What does Gojo feel about this? How does Gojo deal with this? How does Gojo go about taking care of Megumi? Would he walk him to school? Make him breakfast? Celebrate his birthdays making him blow candles? Did he take him to the zoo? Does the relationship between them feel professional or is it something more? Gojo appreciates his students, but is Megumi to him just another student? When Gojo faces Sukuna in Megumi's body, did he see the kid he raised, or does he just see Sukuna in one of his students' body? Did he have one faint wavering instant? And how does Megumi feel about this? Is he resentful of him? Resentful of the situation? Of the selfishness behind his actions? Does he feel like a pawn? Is he grateful? Does he resent feeling grateful? Would he rather not? Does he love Gojo? Does he feel nothing about him other than what he could feel about a teacher that sort of annoys him but knows he's reliable in his strength? Does he think it unfair, cruel or unfeeling that Gojo is close, closer perhaps, with Yuuji or Yuta, considering their story? When Sukuna slices Gojo in two, does the remnants of Megumi's soul tremble?
And not just Megumi and Gojo. Yuuji and Nanami, Gojo and Nanami, Yuuji and Fushiguro, Nobara and the boys, or Nobara and Maki, Todo and Yuuji or Yuta, Gojo and Yuta, Megumi and his sister. Gojo and Geto, even! If the pieces are well set, the dynamics are intriguing, interesting, and have potential to be deep, but then the characters have like two plot relevant scenes that punch you hard, but little more, it's not nearly enough. Especially not nearly enough for the enormity that is shonen dynamics and situations. And the potential existing at all, and then not delivering, makes it all the more frustrating when you're left with something mediocre that could have been so good.
The development of dynamics through not only a few plot relevant gut wrenching moving scenes, but also the smallness of life, is important. The friend who recommended this to me said that those things were just unnecessary filler, but I disagree. I think there's a big difference between a large amount of anime-only filler episodes whose existence is based on the fact they had run out of manga chapters to animate, and moments of quietness. The low stakes character-driven moments of quietness can be so telling and so insightful, and they are so satisfactory when brought back later in higher stakes situations. My friend teased me there was no scene of Gojo making breakfast to Megumi, that it would be an idiotic idea, but it would be so telling. How he makes breakfast, what they eat, if he tries hard or if it's all mechanised, if they have personal bowls or if they use whatever, if he just buys them some pastry on the way to school, if the way they have breakfast changes through the years, or if he doesn't make them breakfast at all! All that would be very insightful on their dynamic and its evolution. All that would give a glimpse on how they regard each other and why, even in the present. All that could become meaningful in tense situations and high stakes scenes.
These moments also let the plot breath; if a lot is happening all the time, if every character is always experiencing trauma after trauma, the entire story is so emotionally draining that at some point you don't even care all that much. Besides, these nothing moments or low stakes plot arcs, besides deepening and developing dynamics, also let some in-world time pass, which would make the intimacy and bond between characters more believable imo; between Yuuji eating Sukuna's finger and their last confrontation in December how much time has passed? A few months? Am I truly to believe these characters are so everything to each other in only a few months?
Without some smallness, some repetition, some daily life, some low stakes not plot-centric development, the dynamics don't hit, they don't truly feel fleshed out, and dynamics as complex as the ones Megumi and Gojo have, or as supposedly meaningful as the one Megumi has with Yuuji or his sister, should be fleshed out if they're going to exist at all. Otherwise they'd risk making the writing feel awkward and fake. Besides, if the dynamics felt well fleshed out and realistic, they would shape the way the characters interact and act, and how they deal with situations, thus being plot relevant.
The shonen genre has so much happening all the time, the stakes are so high, the dynamics are so rooted in big events and the relationships carry enormous weight and implications. Yet they barely get developed, and it feels so stupid, so plain, the absence of something so important noticeable like a constant void, a shapeless nothingness present in every scene. It makes the characters feel like cardboard figures. Jujutsu Kaisen is already getting a better job than many, but I doubt it will do enough for what I've heard, and I fear I am bound to feel let down, and bound to feel unmoved.
After all, if not enough time and care has been given to develop a dynamic, I am not going to feel pressured by the high stakes; if not enough time and care has been given to develop the dynamic between Megumi and Yuuji, as good potential as it has I am bound to feel little for this last confrontation between Sukuna and Itadori, and his effort in getting Megumi back.
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Listen I don't like to headcanon every character in everything as being neurodivergent because for one thing that's not realistic to have everyone in a random group of people be that way and often times it involves actually changing certain aspects of a character just to fit what you want which is not very cool, and for another thing I feel like it kinda minimizes the seriousness of things like autism and ADHD that really shouldn't be seen as "cute little quirks" BUT Alhaitham and Kaveh have one of the most autism + ADHD dynamics I've ever seen
Like realistically just taking the way they are
Mr. "Very Blunt but Not Because He Thinks He's Better Than Everyone, He's Just Extremely Intelligent and Matter-of-Fact, Can Only See Social Cues if They're Logical and on a Cognitive Level but He Doesn't Read Much Into It, Major Auditory Sensory Issues, Hates Talking Too Much With a Loathing, Doesn't Make Eye Contact For Longer Than Like Ten Seconds, Actually Talks a Lot When He's Talking About Something He's Either Planning or is Interested In," and Mr. "Constantly Frazzled and Squirrel-Brained, Loses Everything He Owns, Extremely Particular About Having The House 'Just So,' Has Tons of Financial Issues Not Because He's Lazy But Because He's Overly Dedicated to His Hyperfixation and Forgets to Live in The Real Word, Very Impulsive, Gets Easily Overwhelmed When He Has Too Much in His Head at Once and Too Many Expectations, Takes Alhaitham's Blunt Comments Wayyy Too Personally and Constantly Lives in Fear of Failure and Disappointing the People Who Count on Him," yeah you see where I'm going with this
This guy made a super interesting (and very underrated) video where he explains it really well!
I personally didn't agree with what he said about Kaveh, though. I think Kaveh's constant arguing and baiting comes from a place of wanting affirmation and desperately wanting to prove himself, particularly to the guy who used to be his best friend and now acts like he can't stand him (I know that's not the case and that Alhaitham mostly just thinks he's immature), and I think he has a lot of self-esteem issues that drive his behavior towards Alhaitham. I don't think it comes from a place of hate. I think he wishes they could communicate better and that they didn't have such a rift between them, but Alhaitham's failure to pick up on Kaveh's desire for affirmation and assurance (which I think is because Kaveh's not making it at all clear to him) isn't helping anything.
Tl;dr Kaveh's not actually immature, just has his own issues to work through including poor self-esteem which leads to him constantly asking for Alhaitham's opinion and constantly getting upset when Alhaitham disapproves or corrects or scolds him yet again because in his mind he thinks he hates him and he's desperate for him not to but he doesn't and just isn't good at making that clear. It's a loop, I think.
This turned into "Man look at these silly little relatable guys lol" into "Here let's do a character analysis" ksjdfhk
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penned by @tenacquity —
“Lord van Zieks, if I may—?”
Even now, the prosecutor's expression wore a distinct trace of disorientation, expertly masked by that stony stare of his to anyone not otherwise looking a touch closer—and indeed, Ryunosuke himself couldn't fight a satisfied quirk on his lips. He tucked himself into a corner of the defendants' antechamber, having since invited his friend there with him, and in hushed (some would argue intimate) tones did he speak.
“How exactly was I supposed to make a trip overseas without a proper farewell?” Something in his timbre became impishly chiding, though his smile remained. Truly, even without a formal goodbye, Ryunosuke had for awhile now determined he had no plans of leaving. And technically speaking, perhaps more than just one prosecutor was to blame. “I hope you won't find my presence too much of a bother.”
// °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖° we love them your honor
today's proceedings were a simple affair. Or, at least, they were meant to be. Barok had been at the bench before the start of the trial, unlike some lawyers who chose to loiter as long as humanly possible before court was declared in session. His paperwork in order, all the evidence records arranged neatly. He would be in and out in under an hour, with more time and attention to spare for priority cases.
Until that man had slipped in from the defendants' antechamber and stepped behind the bench across from the prosecution. As if he had any business being there, instead of on a steamship headed for the other side of the world.
Barok had made a mess of it all by the end. But what did it matter? Naruhodo, as he always did, swept in at the first crack that presented itself in the logical foundations of the case. And, hours later, he emerged victorious despite all the odds... the truth uncovered once more, as it was always meant to be.
It hardly mattered what little had gone awry on the prosecution's side... that Barok's meticulously collated evidence had slipped from his hands, and that he could only stand in stunned silence as court attendants scurried to pick his scattered files up off of the floor. That in one particularly damning moment, he had bellowed an objection ! and swung his boot down onto his ever-tormented bench — only to find his mind all of a sudden blank, and his objection subsequently withdrawn with haste. And that more than once, the judge had had to prod responses from the fearsome Lord van Zieks, whose mind had been lost entirely in the sight of his opposition. Barok's jaw had been clenched so tightly that he feared the bone might shatter like one of his hallowed chalices.
And now Naruhodo had dragged him here, no doubt to better indulge in Barok's humiliation. ( ... Barok knew better. Naruhodo's intentions were the furthest thing from malice. But knowing did little to soothe the burning in his pallid cheeks. He drew his cloak around him, as though it might shield him from Naruhodo's typical bright-eyed earnesty — and the sudden and dangerously cheeky confidence he had seemingly acquired overnight. It appeared that Barok was to be its first victim. )
❝ A bother ... ? ❞ van Ziek's lips pressed in a tight line, eyes casting over Naruhodo with a baleful glare. Or so it would seem to most. Naruhodo's powers of observation often proved frightening... at times even to the man himself, Barok liked to think. Barok did not smile; but Naruhodo had seen him enough now to know what distaste looked like on Barok van Zieks' face, and which stoic expressions lent more towards affection.
❝ ... You've certainly had your moments. Indirectly disparaging my reputation from the moment you stepped in the courtroom, with that accursed trial and all of its vile stunts. Wasting hours of the court's precious time with some archaic law, a desperate Hail Mary that no modern courthouse would endorse. You dared come to my offices with a child — my niece — and openly debate my vanity between yourselves, with no consideration for my presence. And then you rummage through my study for scraps to feed your fantastically absurd and supernatural fantasies. Yes. You've been a terrible thorn in my side since you came here, Mr Naruhodo. And yet... how can I deny the man who saved my life? ❞
His lip quirked upwards, despite the severe caution with which he navigated their conversation. It remained, thankfully, out of sight behind the cloak drawn up over his face. But the playfulness that bled into otherwise cold words could not be missed: ❝ Even if you are one of the Old Bailey's more troublesome barristers. ❞
... but Naruhodo's appearance only dredged up more questions. Barok sought the refuge of his cloak again, exhaling deeply and silently through his nose. Any effort to calm his thoughts, all of which seemed to have been sent scrambling by the sight of Naruhodo before him.
❝ What a way to announce your departure. ❞ Though he had known. Word travelled quickly, even if the Reaper case had been confined to a closed court; Ryunosuke Naruhodo had become a name to be feared and speculated upon. News that he might return to the Empire of Japan was a relief to some. Barok did not yet know whether he counted himself among them. ❝ Though not surprising. You and your predecessors have left your mark on this country's judicial and criminal history. You N— Japanese clearly have a flair for the dramatics. Or perhaps it's that your government chooses to send us their queerest students. ❞
His expression softened then, and he dared to lower his cloak from his face. Not more than an inch or two, but perhaps enough for Naruhodo to see him speak.
❝ ... I thought you had gone already. In truth, I don't know whether meeting you here again is a blessing or a curse. There was talk of your departure. Even a date and time. I watched it come and go, and all the while I wondered if my gratitude to you after that trial had been enough. But seeing you here again... ❞
Saddles me with unnecessary feelings, were words that he did not say aloud — could not say aloud. Instead, he lapsed into silence, searching Naruhodo's face for some hint of what would come next for them. Once, he looked upon that face with such spite and hatred. He had been blind, then.
If only Barok had known how to meet those kind eyes, he might have found all the answers that he had needed in them.
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