Braves of the Seven Flowers #05 — Next, Let’s Sing Kumbaya
August 1st, 2015
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Well, that was boring as all hell.
God Eater’s production woes continue as it’s off tomorrow. Just as well, I didn’t particularly want to watch it anyway. Now for the challenge of what to do in the 4 day span. Ugh.
Impressions:
Whoever’s been telling the director that these camera spins and pans around the room are okay needs to be beaten with a trout. This was pretty much exactly the dull episode of talking heads sitting around that I was fearing. Everyone stood around in a circle and introduced themselves while Adlet made some fantastic insights like “This guy who giggles constantly, dresses like a cat, and badly needs a haircut is totes suspicious,” which doesn’t stop him from gasping in shock when the same guy then admits to being a killer. Meanwhile, the camera lurched and swayed in a very spirited attempt to make it feel like something was going on. But gee, how else could we have ever found out about The Shirtless Wonder being a halfbreed aside from standing in a circle talking about it? Organic storytelling is for losers.
This whole episode should’ve been about five minutes long. The payoff here should be the heroes splitting off into their little factions and then characterizing themselves through their in-fighting, not twenty goddamned minutes of campfire introductions before the cliffhanger is the first serious accusation.
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Ah, torture, every 14 years old girl’s dream.
Somehow this wasn’t as boring as I expected.