Gosenzosama Banbanzai (1989)
Mamoru Oshii's esoteric and oddly personal postcard from the height of the economic bubble, is a tragi-comic satire following the breakdown of a middle-class family, whose lives are inextricably changed by the arrival of Maroko, a smiling young woman claiming to be the granddaughter of their teenage son, Inumaru, come from the future to meet him.
Oshii allegedly once said in the early 2000s that this was the only time he was ever given absolute freedom to do what he wanted, and that certainly seems to ring true. With its flatly composed shots, emphasis on lengthy character monologue and rampant breaking of the fourth wall, Gosenzosama is as much about recreating the feeling of watching a live stage play as anything else. As an experiment, it's often fascinating to look at and think about how the different storytelling techniques have transferred to animation, but as a piece of entertainment, I don't know that it's quite so successful. It's certainly funny at times and it's often thought provoking - this is clearly a series with something to say about Japanese society at the height of consumerist hubris - but with its lengthy expositional diatribes, it seems deliberately designed to try the viewer's patience, and any definite message it wants to convey remains frustratingly elusive. It's appropriate that one of the most noticeable visual tics is how the characters, particularly Inumaru and Maroko, have awkward limbs with clearly deliniated joints in the manner of marionettes; at least until the final moments, they never quite feel like people whose lives we can become invested in, they're just avatars there to move the plot along.
Much like the more recent Vlad Love, once it got past its initial gesture towards popularity, Gosenzosama feels like something Oshii made to satisfy his own curiosity about what it would look like, and without much interest in what anyone else thinks about it. If you're onboard with Oshii's particular vision, this is definitely worth seeking out, otherwise, it may just feel like a slog.
Interestingly, the series was later compiled into a film version released as Maroko! and I'd be curious to see how that compares. It feels like having this boiled down into a single 90 minute feature might be the better way to watch it.