“The SF bits are not really SF, they’re fantasy papered-over with a bit of technospeak. Despite this there are endless, meaningless, tedious infodumps. What could possibly be the point of an infodump about a nonsensical and arbitrary system of magic? And what’s the deal with all the chicks being desperately thirsty for the protagonist’s cock? It’s like something out of an extremely bad harem anime, yet it doesn’t appear to be ironic.”
— Fantastic Anachronism reviews MurakamiThe yuri subtext seen in the anime has finally become straightforward gay-marriage-of-convenience in the recent novels. Not that it will necessarily stay convenience. Most of the cast is clearly open to the idea of sharing a big bed; it’s just not likely to turn into onscreen lesbian porn.
…for its deep, penetrating story, if it ever gets licensed:
That Time A Forty-ish Office Worker Who Reincarnated As The Logistical Genius Who Got Kicked Out Of The Hero’s Party Stumbled Across The Hero’s Mom At A Slave Market, Banged Her Silly And Made Her His Wife, Then Went Back To His Hometown To Wife Up The Moms Of The Other Hero Party Members, Who Despite Having Adult Children All Look Like 23-Year-Old Supermodels And Used To Be S-Rank Adventurers, So Now His Harem Is The New Hero Party.
I might have left a few things out. I’d have to actually read it to be sure.
(hot cosplay teacher is unrelated)
Jony Ive’s OpenAI device gets the Laurene Powell Jobs nod of approval
Seriously, OpenAI and Jony Ive are trying to summon the persuasive corpse of Steve Jobs through the medium of his widow, who has a financial interest in The Magical AI Thingy’s success.
(who else is on board?)
For those old enough to remember when Doctor Who was a thing, Russell T. Davies has been desperately pandering to that nostalgia while simultaneously offering to feed you a shit sandwich and promise you’ll love it. It’s gone so far downhill that I think the only person watching the show is the one writing episode reviews for Engadget.
And even that poor sucker finally couldn’t find enough hot sauce to mask the flavor.
Anyway, Gay Black Doctor is out, Billie Piper is in, but there’s no audience and nobody willing to write checks to produce another show, so there’s not actually anything for her to be in.
The best part about my xTwitter “for you” feed switching to Japanese-hottie mode when I scroll to the end, is that it’s not a bunch of heavily-manipulated photos from click-farming bots with random account names. It’s feeding me tweets from the official accounts of actual recognizable professional models, some of whom I’ve mentioned here over the years.
Last week ended with Our Heroines about to brave the depths of a dungeon filled with undead to… convince another undead shut-in to come out. Surprisingly, they didn’t send for Our Busty Undead Catgirl Gamer to join the quest. Fortunately Best Gal Beelzebub is around, and Our Queen Of The Undead turns out to be a nerdy cutie. Second half has Our Legal Loli Plant blossoming; it seems concentrated fertilizer makes everything grow.
Red seems to have grown out of her crush on Our Daddy Figure, and to signal this, the show went out of its way to avoid some very obvious opportunities for fan-service. She still dresses for it, but despite all the action as she horsed around in the woods, they even skipped showing her heaving bosom when she was sweaty and out of breath.
White, on the other hand, is still easy to rile, such as when a brand-new contender for Most Affectionate Former Student suddenly appears.
Verdict: Beryl is a total dad now, buying school supplies, saving up
for Mewi’s future, and even walking her to the school bus carriage
on the first day. He even works in a dad joke. The only flaw is that
we didn’t get to see hot teacher.
(Mewi’s uniform and bustline are both much more modest than this, but she’s getting good nutrition now…)
I scrolled my xTwitter “for you” feed all the way to the end, and it filled up with half-nekkid Japanese gals.
Then when I went back to the top, it had more of them. Finally, AI I can live with!
All is revealed, and the players take the field. The most interesting thing to happen, though, is that we get to see things from Shisui’s point of view for once.
Another announcement for the summer season establishes the “cute girls finding cute rocks” genre, with a teacher whose boulders bounce. Cast and crew are mostly inexperienced, with one true first-timer counterbalanced by Raphtalia.
Not going on my list unless something goes really wrong with the three (sigh) shows already there.
It might surpass the limits of my carry weight, but somehow I think I can keep up.
First time in years. “Hey, Grandpa, how are you?” It was such a change from all the Medicare/Medicaid scam calls I get that I kinda wish he hadn’t stopped talking after I laughed at him.
This newly-released slow-life RPG on Steam looks interesting, with a wide variety of things to do, but it’s infected with a mandatory third-party “anti-cheat” malware install. If you don’t care about playing online, there’s a way to prevent “Easy Anti-Cheat” from ever being installed, but you have to re-disable it after every update to keep it from trying to install.
Or wait for the Switch 2 version, which relies on Nintendo’s closed platform for security.
Note that player avatars are not shaped like this; in fact, it follows the common trend of pretending that gender is all just a fashion choice, and allows you to freely mix-and-match parts on your pre-adolescent character. For the realism, I’m sure.
Never mind that as soon as you get the story going, you meet a king and his princess sister, who exhibit stereotypically male and female behaviors, because that makes sense.
Japan Post has announced a digital address system. No, it does nothing to overcome the deficiencies of Japan’s baroque block/intersection addressing schemes and help people find places quickly and reliably. What it does is assign a random code to anyone who requests one, which users can then type into shipping forms instead of typing their actual address.
If customers don’t ever type the code wrong, and if vendors update their databases to store the code instead of a multi-field address, and if the customer moves and remembers to update their record in this government database, then they will not have to also update those vendors’ web sites to ensure that future orders go to the right place. They will, however, have to remember which vendors didn’t accept the codes the last time they placed an order…
(vendors will of course also cache the actual address, because they don’t want all of their logistics to depend on real-time calls to some random government-maintained API)
The funny thing is, taxi driver GPS systems have been doing this for years with phone numbers, because it can be a pain in the ass to type addresses in Japan and make sense of them. I make pre-perforated inkjet business cards for planned destinations before our trips to Japan, and always prominently include the phone number.
(people have already thought of a bunch of other potential problems with this system; probably more than the creators of the system have thought of…)
There’s a brand of home & commercial cookware being sold on Amazon, Wagensteiger. It name-drops Germany in the ad copy (with a “brand by GERMANY” rollmark on many of the products), and even uses a cute little line drawing of a farmer to reinforce the image. In reality, the company is 100% Korean with much of their manufacturing in China, but they’ve hired Germans to do some design work.
It’s not hidden on their web site, but you won’t find it stated on Amazon, just the weasel words. Which is kind of sad, because these days South Korea probably has a better reputation for quality than Germany…
(I bought this bowl/strainer set for $21, by the way, and it looks quite well-made)
Somewhere on a dusty VHS tape, I have someone interviewing a nude model, answering a question about what her job is like. She laughs and says (from memory) “‘more titty action!’, photographers shout it at me again and again, having me run and jump and make them bounce around; it’s all they want”.
In that vein, while reviewing the extras on Matsuri 5, I found an ad for Matsuri 4, where they had her jumping rope nude. Poor gal must have had bruises after every shoot of her career.
TL/DR: train wreck in progress.
Coming soon on Netflix, something I learned only because one of the songs is done by members of the girl-group Twice.
Department of faint praise:
Note that this is not from any of the writers, directors, animators, or actors involved in Across The Spider-Verse, just from the same studio. At best, maybe the animation team used the same rendering farm.
If they had confidence in the production, they’d say, “director of Wish Dragon” and “writers of Gabby Duran & The Unsittables”.
(not a lot of literal “trainwreck” pictures on Pixiv, and “cute girls jumping in front of trains” isn’t on my list, so I’ll go with a less bloody disaster to get some girls into the picture)
Hype: “Our new AI refuses to let us shut it down!”
Reality: sudo killall justanotherllm
Seriously, “agentic AI” is a random sentence generator that can make API calls, nothing more. You can deliberately create a function that lets it run arbitrary commands and then watch it cut-and-paste from Stack Overflow with all the grace and style of a junior intern who barely speaks English, but that’s only if you’re an idiot.
This week, Shisui is looking particularly foxy. Pity I can’t say any more than that without massive spoilers. Fortunately, this show is still carrying the entire season.
This week, a swimsuit episode. Next week, an Egyptian pyramid filled with undead. I know this because they uploaded next week’s subtitles. I think it improved the experience.
(don’t know that I’ll bother rewatching the fixed version later; the bikinis are the best part, and they don’t need translation)
This week, Thirsty McWhitehair takes Our Oblivious Sensei on a date, using shopping for court-friendly clothing as an excuse to spend the entire day with him. Then she challenges him to a duel, planning to confess her feelings if she wins. Despite stacking the deck with well-displayed cleavage and a thong, she ends up on her back, but not in the way she wants.
Verdict: if the Sweet Young Thing Brigade aren’t going to be proper haremettes, we need more screen time for Hot Teacher.
(hot teacher is unrelated but all grown up)
There’s a whole lot of cheerleading going on about Trump’s One Big Beautiful Bill. Yes, it’s very nice that the House actually passed a budget, but it still has to survive being molested by the Senate before reaching Trump’s desk.
“Why don’t Senators use bookmarks? Because they like their pages bent over.”
(ironically, you actually could bend over someone dressed in this costume…)
(bundling the Hearing Protection Act into it sure sounds nice, and it would definitely boost American manufacturing, but you know there are squishy RINOs in the Senate who’ll fold under the pressure of a light breeze)
If I were an investor, I’d have serious questions about spending $6.5 billion on a hardware startup that’s never demoed a product, with announcements that name-drop the look-and-feel designers, not the hardware team. Especially when the Chief Used-Car Salesman claims they’re going to sell 100 million of the gadgets at record speed.
(“look, we’ve got Jony Ive!”)
I decided to collect a few names and links for the next time I have to criticize someone who tries to create a LoRA for generating “natural” large-breasted women using only pictures of obvious plastic titties. It’s just sad that they don’t know what breasts look like.
NSFW and sites filled with predatory Javascript and sketchy ads, as usual: