「憎みきれないろくでなし」 (Nikumikire Nai Rokudenashi)
“A Loser I Can’t Hate”
You never truly appreciate something until it’s gone.
Chances are, you’ve heard that quote somewhere before. Continuing with the social commentary it’s now famous for, Kill la Kill takes the time this week to address this topic, and it does a fabulous job as usual. Taking the forefront as the philosophical guinea pig? Who else but the Mankanshoku family? Finding themselves in a new, luxurious lifestyle, they find themselves completely changed by the experience—speaking to the base greed of human nature and the notion that even the most civilized of humans can become “pigs” given the right circumstances. As it turns out, the great family atmosphere is the thing that gets lost in this case, and it speaks to the notion that money isn’t everything. Sometimes, having a great family is all you need, and while it might take a great deal of willpower—insert intentional trope bastardization here—Mako proves that it’s possible to overcome even your basest desires.
It’s too bad that this too was within Satsuki’s calculations—yet another trope reference—as our two main characters end up walking right into her hands. At least though, it left a ton of fond memories and gave us even more movies references—Brad Pitt would be displeased—on its way towards flipping everything on its back. Indeed, it’s all about flipping things this week—as we got the Mankanshoko clinic becoming a front alley one, people being flipped over as they try in vain to challenge Matoi, and Matoi trying to use a club to take down the system from the inside out. Just fabulous stuff, especially when you consider the social commentary you can go into in regards to the dialogue—
“More stars mean a better life. / The system’s pretty messed up.”
—and Matoi’s whole transformation sequence. Whereas she had previously shown shame at exposing herself too much, she’s no longer doing so despite transforming more than ever before, and it’s interesting to note. Because whereas one could argue she just got used it, one could also say—actually, I’ve seen this mentioned around various places already—that this is all a commentary about stereotypes involving women and their bodies too.
Ultimately, what else can I say? Kill la Kill makes tossing out “cannon fodder” an art form, and tears down many other tropes and social stereotypes while it’s at it. Furthermore, it does it in fabulous fashion—how about those classic movie references and sparkles?—and it’s safe to say there are few shows quite like this one.