Azur Lane #03 — Pale Plunging Cleavage

October 17th, 2019


I think I've identified the showmaker's type.

No Guns Life's second episode was even more unanimated than the first, so I am more than happy to excise that from my mindspace.


I'm trying to rationalize some way to blog this, and coming up blank, which is nicely relevant because I have no idea what this episode was supposed to be about, so I like to imagine that the director got handed a blank piece of paper from the script-writers. I can understand the beach party. Fanservice. I can understand the super fetishistic cabal of maids with balconies you could do Shakespeare off of. Again, fanservice. These are lessons that that jet ski show could probably stand to take to heart. But there's nothing else to this episode whatsoever. There's not even an overture of a story here. One of the about fifteen indistinguishable white-haired giant chested girls is sort of angsty about whether or not she's doing her best, and all the others sit around having tea discussing how they've got to try harder because this is very serious. In between the picnics and beach parties. Then they go drop a couple torpedos at… I don't even know what that was supposed to be. It glowed, at any rate.

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2 Shouts From the Peanut Gallery

  • anise_punter says:

    “Big chested competent maid” is a pretty good type to have if you’re gonna have one.

  • Abc says:

    Perhaps they want Enterprise here following in the Goblin Hunter footsteps