Instead of a mere modern recreation of the classic monster movie that filmmakers have put out again and again since the first movie directed by J. Searle Dawley in 1910, viewers received an artfully crafted film that will break hearts bit by bit with each passing scene. Or at least, that’s what I experienced.

Over the past five to 10 years, I have witnessed a phenomenon: anime, the treasure I used to hold so dear to me, is beginning to spread nationwide. I have a fear that once it becomes mainstream in America, the quality of anime will decrease due to us forcing our societal norms onto the shows.