It’s been an interesting ride watching bocchi w/ the catwife, actually. I’m getting a new insight into the way she thinks about things, that panicked, always stressed leap from mild discomfort to abysmal desperation. “oh, I feel insecure and dumb right now so that means I’m definitely gonna die alone because nobody will ever like me”. I knew she gets wound up over tiny things IRL, but it’s a little diff. seeing her eyes light up as she shoots an energetic glance between me and the screen like “ah! Can you believe it? she’s literally me“
That part where bocchi looks into the future and sees herself as a shut-in alchoholic getting fired from one job after another was like, the introverted girl version of when we watch that part of bladerunner where goslingcel is looking at the hologram.
I definitely understood the depressed alcoholic feeling like it was too late for her to turn it around, so there’s something for both fuck-ups in there. And that’s my bocchi review so far. Charming little show.