Well, that was new. I don’t typically leave my garage door open, but with the recent heat and humidity, it desperately needed airing out. More than could be accomplished just by leaving the screen door on the side open. So we walked in a few hours later and found a bunny exploring the place.
In which Our Manly Hero learns that “husband-high” comes a little earlier among his new neighbors, putting His Insistent Oni Bride a full year shy of Sweet, Sweet Sixteen. Cue the music. Given how over-the-top awful the ANN reviews of episode 1 were, I have no desire to read their historically illiterate hysterical ranting on the genduhhh power dynamics of a 35/15 relationship. $10 he doesn’t manage to hold out the 3 years he thinks is proper. The sheep know the score.
Verdict: good clean fun.
(unrelated, but in the ballpark)
It’s a good thing Our Magical Engineer Gal is hot, because damn that exposition went on for too long. Anyway, nothing really happened, but next week we’ll have four magical girls locked in a room with a bunch of giant mouths, so what could go wrong?
Verdict: I know why they’re explaining all of this, but it still doesn’t make for a well-paced story.
(honorary magical girl…)
Despite the expected Brand New World exposition, we get some good story building, including some time with three future party members (okay, two and a quick silent cameo of the third), as well as Our Enthusiastic And Decorative Guild Gal. The red menace that bloodied Our Well-Equipped Valkyrie did manage to pull off an MCSA, but the camera didn’t linger on her lingerie, and she didn’t Gainax as gratuitously as last week, either. And going forward, she’s got real armor to help with support.
We also got the first hint that Our Experienced Twintail has a story to tell, one that would require several seasons to resolve.
Now, as to how “Recovery Support” feels when you’re already at full health…
Verdict: okay, the bloody injuries looked like a splash of flat red paint; we’re getting just-good-enough art and animation here, not the premium stuff, but it will do.
(not a lizard girl, but still a Best Girl)
Our Titty Elf is definitely the brains of this operation. Our Boney Hero is still a lovable goofball tourist.
Verdict: who knew that interspecies romance caused diabetes?
(Nagi would make an excellent dark elf…)
It appears there are only two ways to watch the complete series:
overpriced out-of-print import DVD
The only question is whether they’ll hand the task to an H1B or to an Animatronic Intern. Because those are pretty much the only two options they’ve left themselves with.
(unrelated, I’m playing with a summer-vacation-that-never-happened retro slide-film style, feeding it upcycled subsets of my currently-at-55,000 1girl dataset)
Still-life of random gun.
Trite one-line slogan.
Profit?
They’re just throwing the brand out there as if it sells itself. Mossberg, SIG, Smith&Wesson, HK, etc; I’m getting them all this week.
Yes, I have heard of you. No, you’ve provided nothing that would make me like your tweet, follow your account, or click on your ad.
I skimmed a random subset of the old paysite archives I found on my NAS, and was reminded why I shifted to primarily viewing Japanese glamour and idol products about 25 years ago: Japan still has a pretty-girl photo/video industry, while the US and Europe just have hardcore porn.
In the Euro-centric photosets I just looked at from 2001-2005, the models were relatively untainted by tattoos and random piercings, but not only did the majority have boob jobs and shaved pubes, the posing instructions given to the models ranged from “bluntly gynecological” to “pretentiously gynecological”. The photographers who felt they were aaahhhhtists focused on unnatural lighting and ridiculous stiff posing, while the meat-market shutterbugs barely acknowledged that there was a healthy and maybe-kinda-decent-looking gal attached to the tits and pussy. Neither group wasted much effort on encouraging signs of life or emotion in their subjects; any personality that made it through was accidental.
The site’s still up. I took a quick look at their ~500 most recent models, and ~95% were straight-up dogs. I looked at close-up photos of their faces with professional lighting in what passes for “glamour makeup”, and I have never had enough beer to find these women pretty; I doubt the photographers ever looked above the neck at all. Meanwhile, random AI jailbait is 10x:
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