Ar Cross Ange #11 — Flying Crotch Suplex
December 13th, 2014
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Get a good grip on that vagina, Ange.
Impressions:
Within the first 90 seconds, this episode was already veering toward bonkers. Apparently her brother’s girlfriend is a succubus (I choose to believe she’s a half-dragon though because that’s much more amusing), drugging the hell out of him, her little sister walks in on them mid coitus/drugging, and does a 180 and screams for Ange to save her. It’s such a weird thing to lead the episode off with, and had nothing at all to do with the rest of the episode. It really would have fit so much better at the end of last week. Although the same can probably be said for Salia’s flashback to her original… hero, I guess? It didn’t really have any purpose except to give her an excuse to talk to herself insecurely for a moment or two. It wasn’t really needed in the slightest and didn’t add much of anything.
But anyway, new ‘antagonists’ from Dragonland who are all pure and singy too, in addition to invoking the traditional Sunrise operatic music. Apprently we’re also taking the Ar Tonelico/Symphogear route where both they and Ange sing at each other to power up their beam weapons. Beats ‘life force.’ It’s not nearly as well integrated into things as Symphogear did though. It also sponatenously creates astral worlds where they’re like… destined reincarnations of lesbian Romeo and Juliet who have been fighting each other over and over again through time, I guess? Look, I don’t know. They sung at each other until they exploded, whereupon they had mutual visions in a dream world of alternate versions of themselves either fighting, riding dinosaurs, and/or giving each other flowers. You make sense of that. At least it wasn’t boring or simply narrated out at excruciating length.
Next Episode:
How to train your dragon.
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