Anime Review: One Piece

---  --- Sitting through it feels like sailing on an endless ocean where every island, every crewmate, every laugh and every heartbreak leaves a mark on you. The initial impression of One Piece to me was not the plot but the heart. It is a mixture of childish amazement and certainty that you get, ever since Luffy throws his silly grin at the world and proclaims that he will be King of the Pirates. And it’s contagious. His presence brought back to my mind the moments of my own life when I was dreaming big even when everyone in my life told me that I was being absurd. He is able to make you believe that obstinate optimism can indeed transform the world. ---  --- ---  --- However, it is not only Luffy who has a dream of this show, but it is the burden of everyone who follows him. The manner in which all the Straw Hats bear their scars themselves, and how they choose to sail with him, smashed me open in a manner I was not prepared to be smashed open. The first time I watched the scene of Nami and her Help me will never be forgotten. My throat creaked and my chest pained, since it was not her who only asked Luffy to help, but us all, who had ever been bound, desperate and were big-hearted enough to reach out and grab a hand. When Luffy put his hat on her head, I do tell you that I felt as though somebody had put one on my head, too, a sort of vow, even when you are as sad as you want to be that you have to keep on fighting by yourself. And that is where the magic of One Piece lies. Sometimes, it can make you laugh like a fool and the next, it can take you into a whirlwind of emotion that will leave you gutted. The idiotic stubbornness of Luffy, Usopp with his goofy lies, Sanji with his flunkying of women, I was laughing until my stomach ached. However, a few moments later, the same characters would offer a glimpse of their hurts, and I would sit there in disbelief when I noticed that they are so human despite the humor. Chopper’s backstory, Robin’s plea of “I want to live,” Brook’s song “Bink’s Sake”—these weren’t just moments in an anime, they were emotional earthquakes. What actually stuck with me was the way One Piece discusses freedom. Not in the great, political sense, but by the most personal sense. All the crew members are not only after treasure, but a version of themselves in which they are finally free, no more shame, no more expectations, no more chains of the past. And to see them sailing side by side is like seeing a family, a family made not by blood but by choice, by loyalty, by laughing and weeping together under the same sky. ---  --- ---  --- Even the villains are also there to stay and that was surprising to me. They are not nameless adversaries; they are usually an embodiment of greed, power or pain perverted into a form of monstrosity. But occasionally, they are close to sympathetic. The battles were worth something with that touch. It was not merely about who struck the most vicious blow--but it was a conflict of ideals, conflict of injuries, conflict of ambitions. The sheer size of One Piece is overwhelming at some points, it is long, wandering, demanding patience. But that is what makes it so alive. You do not simply see these characters develop, you develop with them. When the arcs are over, you are applauding not just victories, you are mourning defeat, living in the dreams, and bringing them to your own life. And perhaps this is why it remains in my head even after the closing credits. Since One Piece is not a story only about pirates and treasure. It is about the primal human desire to belong to the world, to sleep without being ashamed and to have people who will be standing with you in times of tempest and daylight. The experience of watching it is like going on your own journey, although it is quite possible that you are sitting in your living room. Reflecting on it, I would say that it was not necessarily the loud moments that hit me in the gut. Sometimes it was simply Luffy smiling through the blood or Zoro standing with no battle weary and taking all the pain that Luffy was in, or that silent scene of the crew laughing together when they got out of the hell. Those episodes did not simply entertain me, but reminded me the reason stories are important. Well, One Piece is not flawless. It is sloppy, chaotic, even excessive. And it is also one of the most purely human journeys that I have ever made. It was like being a part of something greater when watching it, because it informed me of loyalty, bravery, heartbreak and happiness. And once you get on that boat it never really wants to get you off. ---  --- ---  --- --- >**Thumbnail is designed by me on pixelLab and other images are screenshot from the movie**