My Sister, My Writer – Episode 1
Shows like GOBLIN SLAYER and UzaMaid! clearly had talent and budget wasted on them, but My Sister, My Writer doesn’t even try.
Shows like GOBLIN SLAYER and UzaMaid! clearly had talent and budget wasted on them, but My Sister, My Writer doesn’t even try.
You couldn’t even let me be angry, Ulysses, could you? Your first episode had to be inoffensive pap not even worth getting upset about.
I don’t know what I was expecting from SSSS.Gridman, but it certainly wasn’t this.
Sometimes, a show comes along that’s very “girl power” in a shallow way. You really can’t think of anything concrete to defend it. All you can say is: “Yeah, but it’s fun.”
I think I can pretty confidently say that if the “cute girls do stuff” genre is your thing, this has a few obvious points in its favor.
IRODUKU isn’t offensively terrible. It’s just boring and bland and thoughtlessly retreads the same insidious tropes as everyone else.
GOBLIN SLAYER, putting aside its repugnant content, is a brainless copycat loudly braying about its cleverness despite being incapable of a single original thought.
If you’re as much a sucker for air balloons, floating islands, and grizzled lady sorcerers as I am, then give this one a try. You may be as pleasantly surprised as I was.
We’ve struck gold, people: this is a soothing, goofy comedy with an absolutely precious little romance at its center.
Lost Song isn’t very well-animated and the script leaves a lot to be desired, but damn if it doesn’t have some potential to go into interesting thematic territory.
It was really only a matter of time before this happened. That doesn’t mean it should have, though.
Please keep your arms and legs inside the review at all times, ’cause Boarding School Juliet is about to take you on a roller coaster ride.
While well-written, consensual BL series languish in obscurity, an ever-oncoming march of butt-ugly pretenders to Junjo Romantica’s dubious throne make their way to animation every year. It is, to put it mildly, depressing.
There’s nothing wrong with straightforwardly playing genre beats if they’re played well, and Hinomaru is full of vim and vigor and Fighting Spirit. It’s as solid as its sumo wrestlers. But if you’re looking for something that shakes up the formula, based on this premiere, it’s unlikely you’re going to find it here.
Never mind the zombie idols—this is the true horror show of the season.
Hold up. Why does Takasugi have a boob-window shirt on?
Bloom Into You’s premiere has all the makings of a solid romantic melodrama—but those coming in with expectations of explicit asexual or aromantic representation may find themselves disappointed.
I have no idea if ZOMBIE LAND SAGA is good. But it has my attention—whether that’s because it’s a unique gem or because it’s very loud remains to be seen.
There’s the germ of an interesting show in Bunny Girl Senpai, but it’s undermined by its insufferably smug protagonist and tone.
Do y’all remember the 90s? More specifically, the “Grrl Power” movement that suffused a lot of western (particularly American) media at the time? That’s an anime now.