One of the reasons I brought in new writers was so I’d have a broader taste-base on this blog. Inushinde likes those anime in which a bunch of girls sit around doing nothing beyond being insufferably nice to each other, so I leave him cover stuff like Hidamari Stench (dohoho see what I did there). Shinmaru is a self-confessed fan of Key bawwwfests, so really I should be leaving this Little Busters post to him. But he stole everything I was going to say about how glorious Jojo’s was, so I’m going to jump in and shit all over his new favourite anime yeah!
…although it would have helped if Little Busters had held up its end of the bargain and actually had a shit first episode.
I’d forgotten that, for as much as I dislike the Keyjerker parts of Jun Maeda’s stories, I usually like the opening episodes. There’s something about the sense of humour I’ve always enjoyed. Picking up a kitten as a weapon of choice, even though one of the items thrown over their heads was a grenade. Dropping dramatic readings of dumb phrases as though they have been etched onto stone tablets. It works because each of these characters have this sense of gravitas to their actions, bathing in their own hubris as though the world is watching and waiting for them too make history. It’s not what I’d call particularly intelligent humour. It lies on the Seto no Hanayome or Sexy Commando end of the humour spectrum. But hey, those are both shows I like because of their rather dumb humour. I genuinely liked Angel Beats style of humour too, before the show tried to explain its plot and move to Keyjerker territory.
I quite like the setup too. The basic gist of events is these teenagers are all growing up and going to leave each other soon, so to put off thinking about that they try recapture their youths by setting up a baseball team. I tend to have an issue with Japanese idealisation of the past and their youths, but Little Busters has a slightly different tone to it. It’s not about going back to that time and staying there. It’s more about getting it out of your system so you can move on and grow up. The girly-boy main character’s desperation in his voice when he suggested the baseball team had the real sign of one who doesn’t want to grow up and move on. It gave all the goofyness this air of melancholy to it. I’d actually quite like the show to continue with that tone, where the melancholic tone stays in the background. It won’t, because Key do subtlety like a fish does the Tour de France. But hey, a man can hope.
I like the three big muscled dudes, each with their own over-dramatic way of interacting with each other. It gives the show a Daily Lives of Manly Boys feel to it. Not so keen on the girly-boy, primarily because he doesn’t appear to have much of a personality just yet. He’s mainly there to provide irritating narration on events. I think the first episode of K has ruined me, because after that I’m now wondering why the hell I’ve put up with this stupid narration style for so long when most of the time it adds nothing to proceedings. He does work well as foil to the main 3 though, and he helps add to the mood the show is setting. Can’t really say the same about the female characters though, who all appear to have mental disabilities. Particularly the girl who appeared at the end of the episode. Clutching her head, going ooooh, eating sweeties, and then smiling at the main character as if to say “why yes, my brain quite literally hasn’t developed beyond the age of 3″.