Such are the circumstances of my evenings.
To convey what was trickier to bring up during the cocktail party… it’s hard to actually review anything related to DBZ with a straight face. I grew up on it, and so did a lot of you, and we all know that DBZ is in a world class of endearing ridiculousness. One of you lunatics described it best as the prime example of anime “preposterone," and my mind balks at imagining a better treatment the mega-series could receive for a box set. This is the gold-plated limo, friends.
I’m not one for explaining myself, but the backstory of this video puts our shenanigans in a more amusing context. When I got the box set in the mail from Funimation, several of my friends perked up when they saw it on my desk. “Episodes 210-250? That must have Boo in it, right?” They all asked the same question with the kind of excitement usually reserved for the Savage/Warrior match at SUMMERSLAM ’92. I don't know if kids today roll their eyes about DBZ like they do for the "cartoon era" of wrestling I love so much, but I crack to pieces whenever anybody just mentions names like Frieza and Cell.
So check out the ordering info for the set here. It isn't tightened or touched-up the way KAI is, but if you want your DBZ unfiltered, this is pure. Pure unto to the point of an entire episode being devoted to the Z fighters simply entering a tournament; so pure that the Japanese audio track has the warm sound quality of a wax record. Pure as Goku's fighting spirit.