天下制覇

Yes, I know I already made that joke in the season preview. Bite me.

DAYS is the last thing to air today (unknown situation of Outcast's episode #0 that aired hours ago notwithstanding), but A.) it airs very late B.) it was further delayed by normal broadcast stuff, and C.) it's a damned melodramatic sports show. I've got errands to run and things to do. I'll get to it when I get to it.

Impressions:

This one's distinguishing feature is that it puts extra effort into the splash backgrounds for character introductions/physical contact. Not only do they have pastel clouds and sparkles, but also pulsing musical notes and giant stars. And when they sing, they emit sparklies that infect and hypnotize girls like some kind of airborn virus. Truly, this is a golden age of animation. It also has approximately 0.01% as much internal narration as the last two things I watched. …Maybe. I'm not ruling out the possibility that the female lead just has no thoughts in her head at all. Granted, the selling point is the boy band, and so any time spent on the female lead is probably time spent wasted, but then why even have her at all? Oh right, the self-insertion and to give the audience an avatar for the boys to flirt at. Well, you manwhores, I can already see that none of you have monocles, so you're wasting your time. It also ended on the exceptionally high note of one of them kissing a coworker they just met in her sleep, so we've got unintentional predatory overtones too, made worse by the end-card thingy.

Which leaves the question of what this is supposed to be. That answer eludes me even after 24 minutes. They got the premise of "ten boys" and to their credit, wasted little time getting to it, but then… what? Miss Whitebread tags along as they record tracks in constant awe of their magnificence? Montage of recording tracks and everyone looking melodramatic because it took an entire afternoon to get it right as Whitebread prays with all her heart because of how great they are and how hard they're trying before getting sucked into some kind of really weird dream about them fighting giant glowsticks before flying off into the clouds? I'm not following your metaphors. And your dramatic struggle is melodramatic, wanky, and idiotic.