Sometimes our first reaction to things doesn’t hold up. When I was in high school, I first encountered Osamu Tezuka’s Phoenix. I found it to be a rather depressing slog of death and misery. On a whim, I revisited the series in grad school and found it to be a haunting, beautiful saga about life and potential. And then, some years later I read it again and thought “Tezuka doesn’t know how to write women.” Three different times, three different takeaways: miserable, masterpiece, mixed. As I grew older and matured, different aspects stood out to me. I’ve wanted to start … Continue reading Introducing: Second Look