I used to read comics in my youth, before being lured away by animated media in later years. So it was with some degree of nostalgia that I sat down to read a new one I had recently received.
Ten minutes later I was practically shouting "This is brilliant." For some reason, it had me enthralled. The story was throwing in new twists and turns by the second. Even though I knew what was going to happen, as I had seen the animé, it all seemed new, and totally unpredictable.
It took me at least a hundred pages of joy to figure out why this was so...
...I was reading the pages in the wrong direction.
Thanks Japan. You gave me a hundred pages of sheer wonder today. And if you, our noble, generous and often bemused readers are wondering, no, I'm not being sarky.