I've somehow managed to avoid purchasing one of Japan's Good Smile Company's big-headed Nendoroid figures, despite my penchant for all things ridiculously cute. Then the North American Pokémon Center shop started selling the once Japan exclusive Red figure. Now I am doomed.
I've long admired the Nendoroid line, but I knew damn well what would happen if I started purchasing them. I'd pick up one, maybe Luigi, maybe the Link I included in our 2014 Toy Gift Guide. I actually had the latter in my cart at Toys'R'Us, Walmart and Amazon at some point during the holiday season, but managed to resist. Then I saw UI 2.0's TAY blip announcing the availability of Red in the States. That was Thursday. It is now Monday, and he's on my desk, commanding his Pokémon to do inappropriate things.
That's just not a good idea, Red.
It's worth noting that the packaging of Red here in North America differs from that of the figure in Japan. For one, there's no Japanese. That's really the major difference. If you want to make sure you get the Japanese original, look for Japanese writing. It's a dead giveaway.
Inside this lovely box is the following:
- Red's body, because it would be sad to not get this.
- Three faces of Red — happy, commanding, and frightened... no, concerned.
- Three starter Pokémon — Bulbasaur, Charmander and Squirtle.
- 1 Poké Ball
- 1 Master Ball, for when the starter Pokémon get uppity.
- A backpack for pretending you're carrying all his stuff in it and not lugging a box of parts around.
- Six arms, one holding a tiny little Pokédex.
- Three legs, still not sure why the third leg is necessary.
- Hair and hat. You know, to hold the face on.
- Base and stand, because these big-headed babies don't stand on their own.
It's a whole lot of versatility for $49.99. I wonder if all the other Nendoroids come with as much stuff. Let me buy them all and... DAMMIT.
Look at how freaking cute he is. Seriously, look at him.
Normally when I purchase a figure I think is cute or adorbs or some other adjective a grown-ass man should not be using, it's charming from one angle but decidedly freakish from any other. Nendoroid Red defies that generality. He laughs in its face.
All three original starters. The toughest decision in Pokémon history does not matter here. Grass, fire or water? Just take all three. I'd like to think that there's a lab somewhere with a pool of blood and Professor Oak's feet sticking out from under a table. He'd get away with it to, because he's just so gosh darn — you know.
Accessories make the Pokémon trainer. You've got a hat. That's great. Have you got a backpack?
Fine. I see you've got a hand reaching into your pocket. Is that a Pokédex in there, or the weapon that murdered Professor Oak?
Okay fine! It was a Pokédex! No one is accusing you of anything. Geez.
Versatility. As seen in the pictures I've taken for the article, you can do a whole lot with three faces and a handful of arms. You don't often get that in a figure with a head this freaking huge.
Holy crap! It's a bulbasaur! Where's my Pokéballs?
I'm going to have to buy all of these now. Aren't I? There really wasn't anything wrong with Red. I was expecting quality issues or a wobbly stand or a Squirtle with two arm cannons instead of one. Instead, I got exactly what I've been seeing in all the pictures. Great.
Mark my words, Nendoroid Red marks the beginning of a dark time in the Fahey household, but at least my wife won't have to worry about what to get my for my birthday this year. Or Christmas. Or Father's Day. Are there anymore me-focused holidays? I'm sure I can dig some up. Point is, Nendoroids are dangerous, dangerous things.
As for Red, he's my new favorite piece of Pokémon memorabilia ever, though that might not be saying much considering where my current collection stands.