Recently when writing about Okazaki Kyoko’s Pink, I noted how it was clearly an early work, but it had glimmers of brilliance that came to fruition in her later works. With Kon Satoshi’s Tropic of the Sea, I expected to have the same reaction. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case—there was nothing in this work that reminded me of the genius I’d come to love in Kon’s films over the years.
There are so many places that this early effort went wrong. First and foremost is the extremely tired “nature lashes back against developers” storyline. It’s not that I don’t agree with environmentalism, but often times such tales are heavy handed, and Kon’s entry is no different. The developers are always greedy with no respect for anything but shiny buildings. The man who sells is always a spineless guy who bends over backwards for the developers while losing the respect and friendship of the local famers/fishermen/shopkeepers. And of course, there’s a young man/woman who turns it all around and restores balance with nature.
In Tropic of the Sea, the youngster who restores balance is Yosuke, who is a fickle character indeed. One moment he laments the sale, the next he acts as his father’s lackey. While indecisiveness certainly occurs, in such an extreme situation it seems rather unrealistic that he wouldn’t clearly support one side or the other. He also changes personalities from chapter to chapter, sometimes gentle and brooding, other times he’s pushy and almost trying for “macho.” It makes it hard to identify with him, let alone care what happens to him. Of all the characters, Nami stood out the most as interesting. However, we’re only given enough information to make her seem “mysterious” in a generic way. What happened with her boyfriend? Why does she need healing? Certainly there are easy enough guesses to make, but it would have been nice to have a bit more character development (for any of the characters).
The one thing I did like was the specific nature mythology pulled into the story. The idea of the family taking care of a mermaid’s egg for 60 years in order to maintain the sea’s bounty and calm is lovely. It’s not a story that Western readers will see all that often, so it does add a breath of fresh air to an otherwise overplayed plot.
The art is fine, but nothing to write home about. In particular the characters’ hands always seem to be a bit too large for their bodies—everyone has fat and stubby fingers. Otherwise the style has a bit more realism to it than a lot of manga, but I didn’t find it especially appealing. It reminded me somewhat of the art in Monster (particularly the noses and hairstyles) but lacked the finesse to make that style really work for it.
Overall, I was really disappointed with Tropic of the Sea. As a fan of Kon’s films I expected this to be groundbreaking either in story, narrative, art, or characters. Instead, I got a fairly cut and dry environmentalism tale with little to set it apart from every other environmentalism tale out there. I can’t think of anyone that I would recommend this to. It’s not even a must-have for Kon fans.