The Survival Strategy recurring scene is my favorite moment in Mawaru Penguindrum because it succeeded and failed at the same objective, and that this failure only adds to the awesomeness of the whole. What do I mean?
The spectacular oddity of this sequence, or series of sequences serves to prepare us for the incredible weirdness and penchant for surprise of the show itself. But see, it never ever prepared me for how the show unfolded. It’s like I should’ve known it was going to pull out some weird rabbits out of its hat, and I did know. But nothing prepared me for every week, twist after twist. My body was not ready. Mawaru Penguindrum twisted me like a pretzel.
I had to have my own Survival Strategy: Read no blogs about the show until done. The baroque interpretation games the blogs indulged about this show all but put me off from it – I felt that these earnest work took away from what I believe is the power of the show as audiovisual (and not necessarily symbolic) entertainment. In any case, welcome to rock and roll fight.
There are less explanations, instead slow revelations
Presented ritualistically as if in a dance
Many episodes later.
The mystery of this entertains,
Forcing me to take it for what it is as it plays;
Steps, turns, pirouettes,
Gestures flashing meanings meant to be understood later.
When was the last time I watched a dance
And I immediately understood what everything meant
Without liner notes, without Wikipedia?
Knowing this, I am okay with this.
Smiling at this spectacle, is my survival strategy.