The year: 2015
A world where, fifteen years before, over
half the human population perished.
A world that has been miracuously revived:
its economy, the production, circulation, consumption of material goods, so
that even the shelves of convenience stores are filled.
A world where the people have gotten used
to the resurrection-yet still feel the end of the world is destined to come.
A world where the number of children, the
future leaders of the world, is few.
A world where Japan saw the original Tokyo
destroyed, discarded and forgotten, and built a new capital in Nagano Prefecture.
They constructed a new capital, Tokyo-2, then left it to be a decoy-then constructed
another new capital, Tokyo-3, and tried to make it safe from attack.
A world where some completely unknown enemy
called the "Angels" comes to ravage the cities.
This is roughly the worldview for Neon
Genesis Evangelion.
This is a worldview drenched in a vision
of pessimism.
A worldview where the story starts only
after any traces of optimism have been removed.
And in that world, a 14-year-old boy shrinks
from human contact.
And he tries to live in a closed world
where his behaviour dooms him, and he has abandoned the attempt to understand
himself.
A cowardly young man who feels that his
father has abandoned him, and so he has convinced himself that he is a completely
unnecessary person, so much so that he cannot even commit suicide.
And there is a 29-year-old woman who lives
life so lightly as to barely allow the possibility of a human touch.
She protects herself by having only surface
level relationships, and running away.
Both are extremely afraid of being hurt.
Both are unsuitable-lacking the possitive
attitude-for what people call heroes of an adventure.
But in any case, they are the heroes of
this story.
They say, "To live is to change."
I started this production with the wish
that once the production was complete, the world, the heroes, would change.
That was my "true" desire.
I tried to include everything of myself
in Neon Genesis Evangelion-myself, a broken man who could do nothing for four
years.
A man who ran away for four years, one
who was simply not dead.
Then one thought:
"You
can't run away,"
came to me, and I restarted this production.
It is a production where my only thought
was to burn my feelings into film.
I know my behaviour was thoughtless, troublesome,
and arrogant.
But I tried.
I don't know what the result will be.
That is because within me, the story is
not yet finished.
I don't know what will happen to Shinji,
Misato, or Rei. I don't know where life will take them.
Because I don't know where life is taking
the staff of the production.
I feel I am being irresponsible.
But...But it's only natural that we should
synchronize ourselves with the world within the production.
I've taken on a risk:
"It's
just an imitation."
And for now I can only write this explanation.
But perhaps our "original" lies somewhere
within there.
July 17, 1995,
In the studio, a cloudy, rainy day.