If this wasn’t Noitamina, you would be calling this lolipedo bait, right? Yeah, if you were the kind of person who also called Ikoku Meiro no Croisee lolipedo bait. As in, you’re the type of person who decides what an anime is about based on its labels rather than what it actually holds. Noitamina do not make Good Anime. People make Good Anime for Noitamina.
Except for Fractale. Fuck Fractale.
I read the first chapter of the Bunny Drop (no, I’m not calling it by the weeaboo name) manga before this season began, and I’m glad this episode kept the languid, laid back presentation. The episode is mainly the middle aged bloke watching the little girl be herself and helping her out at occasional intervals to reach the clock or pick a flower. I liked how they both said very little, yet their actions would show that they were still thinking of each other, such as the scene with the girl try to wave her hand to extinguish the flame, copying what he had done earlier. I also liked how it showed how similar they were without the main character having to give a voice-over narration of “we were so similar”. Compare the little girl trying to keep away from the other young brat to how the man would sit away from the table with all the bishies with multicoloured hair. Then a fat bloke voiced by Norio Wakamoto decended from the sky on a set of invisible wires, dancing and singing and…and…
Something is not quite right here…
Yeah, as much as I’d like to praise Bunny Drop, a lot of what happened in the episode was catapulted out of my mind by the episode I watched immediately either. I suppose you could use this as an example that Bunny Drop isn’t particularly memorable, or that it doesn’t hold much weight. And I think both these claims hold a certain amount of truth. But that would also do disservice to how friggin bad Uta No Prince-Sama was.
Let’s make a sliding scale of bishies with no top buttons on their shirts. On the far end of the self aware spectrum lies Hosaka from Minami-ke. For those who haven’t seen the show, he is a parody of a bishie. His top buttons are eternally open, stripping at every available opportunity, usually when something involving the girl he likes is involved. Not that he strips to her or anything. He simply strips while lost in his own thoughts. What’s great about it though, is that any girl who sees him simply thinks he’s a creep and want to get as far away from him as possible. It’s a show that points at bishies and says “haha, look at how utterly ridiculous the idealised form of these things are”. Hosaka from Minami-ke is an example of a parody done right. Then there’s the example of a parody done wrong, the Ouran kind. The ones that do all the types of things something like Prince-sama does, but acknowledges what it is doing. “Look at me! I’m doing bishie things! It’s funny because I’m pointing out what I’m doing”. Pointing out what you doing does not constitute humour. It just makes you self-aware, which is still preferable to what Prince-sama is doing.
Asides from the one good scene of the fat principal descending from the sky on invisible wires, everything else is played totally straight. The male characters line up to introduce themselves, their hair colour, the number of buttons they have on their shirt and their single defining character trait. There’s the genki one, the flirtatious one, the glasses one (actually I’m not sure if there was a glasses one, but I assume there was), the one with the dark past, and so on and so forth. It’s the exact same as your shitty regular harem cycling through the haremettes. Now you might say “hey, only one of these get made for every 10 shitty male orientated harem crap, so give us this one”. I would if I ever gave the shitty harem shows a free pass. But I don’t, because they’re shitty. And so is Prince-sama. The female lead has no personality. The plot that actually appeared was so laughable I started to eat my microphone. The dancing wasn’t even any good. This was a massive pile of rainbow coloured poo and it drove all memories of what happened in Bunny Drop out of my mind. Damn you Uta no Prince-sama!