Cowboy Bebop Essays: What I am doing

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Ok so Cowboy Bebop has been hands-down one of my favorite pieces of work cutting across all artistic platforms (and if you know me personally, you will know I have the attention span of a chipmunk and dabble across a huge variety of them).

I watched it for the first time in the first decade of the 2000s as a teen. It was completely out of order starting at Jupiter Jazz 1, because Animax was all I had. I was already in love and, once I got it in the right order the second time they aired it, it was a lifetime commitment. But somewhere, a few years later, life got in the way…and not in a “good” way. Bebop still lived rent-free in my head and was cherished like anything, something I would think back to for cheering me up when shit really hit the fan (which it did on a pretty regular basis), but I somehow happened (not even realising it) to go through 7-8 years without actually watching it again. I’d talk about it, read about it once in a while, but nothing else.

Anyway, I didn’t even know the live action was coming out…it was my brother who showed me the trailer a few days before it premiered since, even though he loves Bebop, he knows it’s always first dibs for me…Though I was skeptical, I decided to give Netflix a bit of a chance which was obviously a bad, horrifying idea.

To recover from that hot mess, I started writing little articles to vent but after 3 I no longer cared. It wasn’t worth wasting time on-it simply wasn’t Bebop for me. Then I started watching the show again because, since the Netflix thing is cringe, I needed to fix the bad taste.

Now as I watched, with more experience, exposure, life lessons, and growing senility, I started seeing new aspects to the same story. Things which had seemed like loopholes when I saw them earlier now seem like carefully constructed plot points indicating at a story within a story. There are connections I am seeing between things which had seemed just random earlier.

It’s kind of cool to explore these thoughts…I might end up too far from the mark but then that’s what Bebop is all about right? All part of getting old and crazy.

The coolest part of it has been finding others who love this thing in the same way. You know who you are. Thank you for being around. 🤗

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3 thoughts on “Cowboy Bebop Essays: What I am doing”

  1. I love that you didn’t get to start in the beginning either! The first episode I caught was Pierrot Le Fou (yeah that was… quite an introduction) and then I was able to watch the last episodes after that and then Adult Swim started the series all over again thankfully so I was able to watch from the start and get to see as the crew came together. Much like yourself, I came into it young and it stuck in my heart for decades. It’s wild having seen it at Ed’s age and then rewatching it again at Jet’s age (I was too young and wild and not interested in anything that wasn’t real life when I was 23 and 27) and yeah the lessons and the impact is still so heavy yet so different with all we’ve gone through and experienced and explored in our lives between then and now. Gosh I sure am glad you’re able to put into words so well everything I’ve thought and felt too. Cheers to you, cheers to us, and mostly cheers to all the wonderful souls involved in the creation of Cowboy Bebop for the magic they gifted us with.

    1. Haha! The more I speak with you, the more I feel like I’m talking to myself. There is literally so much that can be explored here. With each essay, something new strikes and I begin exploring that which leads to something else…leading me to question my own sanity sometimes. It’s a breathtaking piece of work and I guess we need to live a little to truly get it. 🙂

      1. It’s just so wonderful having something so rich and complex and yet simple that only gains depth as we grow. Like how does it keep getting better??

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