Review by tomararun

Doraemon isn't perfect. When viewed objectively, it is simply not a masterpiece. BUT, how boring would the world be if we viewed everything objectively, lacking the zeal and passion that is an integral component of our very being. In a way, Doraemon is like my mother- I know that she isn't perfect, but I love her to the moon and there is nobody who can replace her. And just like that, not a thing in existence can replace Doraemon for me. It defined a major part of my childhood, shaping my memories along the way. I still giggle reminiscing the awe with which I used to adore my television time with Doraemon (And those gadgets, oh those beautiful little gadgets). The curiosity, the giggles, and the emotions that this show carries is beyond anything that I might ever experience in my life. I'm running short on time, but I can praise this show all day long. I'll end by giving it the highest compliment that I can conjure- Doraemon IS my childhood. And this review is a love letter to my childhood.