天下制覇

A more insane translation than I'd go with, but it's not like I'm a translator or anything.

Impressions:

Another one of this season's apparently endless assortment of sack-based shows. This one's big thing is that everyone's hair has about a 10-width white stroke effect applied to it for god only knows what reason. There's literally a minute straight of 'setting the scene,' of just random shots of the world's most generic city. Admittedly, that's a pretty appropriate setup before it moves on to focusing on the world's most generic sacks of potatoes. The real mystery is whether or not any of them will find a second expression. It's not as cheap as that godawful thing yesterday, but it's also firmly in the uncanny valley of CG assistance whenever people move. I've seen autopsies with more life than these 20 minutes held.

There is no drama. There is no story. There is no conflict. There are no characters. There is only sack. Sack meets sack. Sack narrates to self about sackiness. Other sack narrates to self about its sackiness too. Sack sack sack sack sack. Will this sack get up the courage to admit his feelings for the other sack? Will the other sack get up the courage to admit her feelings for the first sack? Who can ever say! Oh wait, I can. Because that's what the ED shows. So that's it. You've told us the ending, and shown that the journey, which should be the length of hopscotch court but is instead going to be a marathon, will contain naught but sacks. The entire thing is waiting for a couple sacks lacking any form of personality, ambition, hopes, dreams, souls, desires, or lives to go "I prefer you to the ten thousand other identical nondescript sacks." Plus the stroke effect.