Hyouka has always meant a lot to me for myriad personal reasons. It aired at a time when I still didn’t know who I was or what I wanted from life, and ended up inspiring me in more than a few ways. This year, after the Kyoto Animation fire, I reposted one of my posts on the series from my previous blog, and then decided to rewatch it. My Hyouka rewatch wasn’t part of reviewing “favorite of the decade” series, but a simple return to my personal favorite of Kyoto Animation’s works.
I was, and still am, struck by its melancholy.