So since I've been having a surplus of positivity in my life, this seems like a great time to kick back and subject myself to more Gunparade.
My criticisms of this show are varied in nature. I can see how this could have been a legitimately good show, but it winds up falling short because, presumably, it requires you to understand the source material. Also it is just sub-par in almost every way imaginable. So that makes it the perfect way to just drop a metaphorical hammer on my toe in terms of my overall pleasedness.
I think I should start the show before I say anything else bizarre. Yes. Let's do that.
Shitty intros. Characters I don't care about. An intro song so dull it couldn't cut butter. Yep, this is Gunparade March alright.
We begin the episode in April, where Springtime for Hitler has arrived. Kids are singing and stuff and I gues all the students are singing about... stuff? Like baseball?
I feel like this perfectly encapsulates the entire series. |
And I do mean special. |
Anyways, we learn that today, the kids are all playing baseball, because what this show really eneded was yet another filler episode.
Also it needed my favorite girl getting hit on the head with a baseball.
Who the f**k thought it was a great idea to have her as the outfielder anyways?! |
Cue the whole blushing about being carried by a dude being talked about in a flashback while Nonomi still has no idea what's going on.
That's kind of harsh. And you're her friend? Bitch. |
Holy christ is this happening? Oh god. This is happening. |
Also Duo Hamwell decided to read it over his shoulder. Aloud. Just because. |
Seriously does nobody find it creepy that he literally has a page in his little book for every girl? I mean seriously.
Everyone is, for some reason, completely shocked.
Seriously why is that one on the left such a bitch? |
Like this little gem. My god. |
Apropo of nothing, she just casually blurts this out. |
Sure is great.
A couple seconds later the girl dashes out before anyone can say anything and hugs her friends and is like I DID A THING and now suddenly he's getting gifts in his locker and a fan club following him while the camera keeps looking at the girl who really doesn't care about him at all.
Oh yeah, and if your eardrums haven't ruptured and started bleeding from the INCREDIBLY REPETITIVE DRUM AND BRASS MILITARY BEAT, THEN PLEASE BY ALL MEANS CONTINUE TO LISTEN TO IT. FOR THE NEXT. FIVE. YEARS. BECAUSE THAT FIVE SECOND LOOP IS ALL YOU EVER WANTED TO HEAR IN YOUR GODDAMNED LIFE. ITS ALL. THAT IS THE ONLY MUSIC YOU WILL EVER NEED. THAT STUPID F***ING MONTAGE CLIP. IT IS THE PINNACLE OF MUSIC. THAT FIVE SECONDS IS ABSOLUTE PERFECTION WHICH MUST BE THE EXPLANATION AS TO WHY THE F**K THEY CONTINUE TO USE IT OVER AND OVER AGAIN LIKE THE GODDAMNED SONG THAT NEVER F***ING ENDS!!!!
*breathes deeply for a few seconds*
I'm okay. Really. I mean it. I'm totally not about to go murder some small woodland animal in the hopes that it appeases whatever local deity I have angered to be subjected to this. Honest.
Anyways mainbro pulls aside his partner in crime to discuss some stuff about tomorrow's training. He asks what they're supposed to do, and she's like "dunno" and walks off.
Well. That escalated quickly.
Now it is night and the guys are all grilling dude to see what he's gonna do about this girl situation and he's like 'meh I dunno' and he gets called out to say that he doesn't plan on going out with her, and he's all not wanting to put her down I guess so it's time for love lessons from the guy who is an expert in all things regarding lo-
.... I need an adult. |
Yeah, because that can never in any way backfire.
So his brilliant plan? Call your mother 'mommy'. Because girls hate momma's boys.
Yet not nearly as much damage as this show has done to my psychological state. |
So what will he do? Then he remembers all that shit that happened in the winter and can't sleep so he looks across the way out of his window to that girl's room who hates him, and we immediately jump back into training the next day because we need our quota of fake aliens being killed to be met.
Also the instructors are noticing those two are having 'issues' because of 'reasons' and figure it's probably related to 'that girl situation'. What's noteworthy of course is that it's ice queen's scores that are dropping for some reason. Oh the noes she probably passively-aggressively hates him. How very out of the blue this is, it's not like we haven't had those hints dropped on us at all by the tsundere at all since day f***ing one.
Then training ends and that girl just somehow sneaks into the training room.
Seriously what the f**k?! Why would you let a civilian into your training room? WHO THE F**K IS IN CHARGE OF THIS PLACE?!
Also this is totally the face of someone who wants the attention you keep forcing upon them. |
She asks him to call her by her name, and then wants to know what he's doing on Sunday maybe they can see a movie and have fun and get some coffee and have some dinner and TOTES BANG OR SOMETH-
Ahem. Dun. Dun. Dun? |
Yeah this doesn't scream NOTICE ME SEMPAI!!! at all. |
Please tell me this is the end of the episode. |
Now we see a little girl washing clothes and we find the girls talking about that dude going on a date despite having clearly turned the girl down.
The girls continue to talk about shit within earshot of the ice queen and they totally aren't going to convince her to crash the date at all or whatever. They talk about how dude must really have someone he likes that isn't creepy stalker girl but whoever could it be it's probably totally that girl sitting over there because dude totes blushed and that makes her mad and winds up dumping half a box of detergent into her already washed laundry.
Yep. That's a joke. That fell flat because of the complete lack of empathy for any of the characters in this show.
So the girls talk to some other girls about what's going on between those two and if there's really a thing going on with the pilots but nobody else is interested in their bullshit but now we hear about the time they were alone over Christmas because of that shit.
Truly, you are absolutely, without any shadow of a doubt, the best thing about this show, my little angel. |
We're now in ice queen's room where she's trying to read but keeps flashing back to that winter thing, and she overhears the guys outside yelling about how bro never showed up to his own date that he never wanted to go to in the first place.
Cue her immediately looking over at that goddamn photo and SERIOUSLY STOP WITH THE FAKE BULLSHIT TENSION ALREADY, THIS IS THE STUPIDEST GODDAMN THING IN THE WORLD.
WE GET IT. WE KNOW HE LOOKS LIKE THE GUY. JESUS. JUST F***ING COMMIT INSTEAD OF CUTTING OFF HIS HEAD ALL THE F***ING TIME. |
Ignore the fact that the crazy girl is holding two bats. |
Uh. What? |
They stare into one another's eyes for a goddamned eternity while the shittiest violin plays, and then some lady runs in looking for a chalk machine.
"I'm glad we had this moment." "Yeah. Sure." |
Then they look down at the ground awkwardly and baseball commences.
She's all worrying about his 'cold' which is why he couldn't make it to the 'date' yesterday. Boy. |
Now we really do commence the game. Also the two most athletic guys are banned from playing in this game because game balance issues or whatever, oh look who is up to bat.
I am so excited I am thinking about whether I will trim my toe nails after this or not. So riveting. |
This was better when it was my favorite girl. |
So he gets her to the nurse's office and lays her down and she immediately tackles him the second his back gets turned.
Yeah. |
Maybe not but that joke was too good to pass up with an image like this one. |
Yeah like you actually care about him or what he's thinking. |
You can tell they are the best of friends. |
Facepalming. So. Hard. Right now. |
The the wrench wenches are all "GUESS WHO GETS TO HELP US FIX THIS SHIT" and hands the happy couple some tools, and then that one girl winds up coming back into the hangar to check on her dearly beloved.
SERIOUSLY. WHO THE F**K IS IN CHARGE OF SECURITY AROUND HERE. IT'S LIKE THERE IS A GODDAMN REVOLVING DOOR FOR ALL OF THESE MILITARY SECRETS OR SOME SHIT.
You could die in a fire. Or drown in some acid. Either or. |
Of course it was all just a comical misunderstanding! ... kill me please. |
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go away before I have a f***ing aneurysm over how goddamned f***ing terrible this f***ing show is.
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