one piece ch 1085 reddit sky high survival saison 2 ep 1
The first of 2 shows that studio GoHands is producing this Summer: mangaka Koume Fujichika's Suki na Ko ga Megane wo Wasureta a. k. a The Girl I Like Forgot Her Glasses, which if you've been through many rom-com shows over the years in AniManga, this one would sound like it's just that: a bland rom-com of a developing high school boy who's obsessed with this beautiful and pretty high school girl, just because the recurring gag is in the name. But above all of the many self-conscious episodes that one might reckon that the joke has been and can play out endlessly until the author decides to finish the romp to satiate those who are sour and just want this joke to end, the devil is in the details, and truer than not, the source material is a delight to read and see the various interactions, though that mileage may vary.
As for that interaction, don't go expecting the male MC of Kaede Komura to be like Takagi-san's Nishikata, Komi-san's Hitohito Tadano, or even BokuYaba's Kyotaro Ichikawa. Just because they're about the same age between middle and high school doesn't mean that they behave with the same mentality; it's how authors decide to progress their characters that makes the difference. But for some weird reason, Koume Fujichika seems content with wanting Kaede to just act like the adolescent boy who's discovering love for the first time, and even after multiple attempts, he still fails to catch on that his love interest in female MC Ai Mie is just that: an absentminded girl who always forgets her glasses. If I have to take a gander, Ai is a walking trope (not meme) who does the near impossible, like getting to school without her glasses despite her house being just a stone's throw away, and in relation to those who really wear glasses for shortsightedness, she loses the perception of distance and has to sit very, VERY close to Kaede to say, borrow his textbook to read or see his face clearly, which obviously makes the eyecandy blush.
Sure, the good-natured, shy adolescent boy exhibits the "boy at the back of the class" trope who gets the girl, which in this case is Ai herself. He is always aware that even if Ai prepares her glasses before going out of her house, she's bound to forget them somehow, which doesn't surprise him all the more.
The way characters’ faces look avoids following the lazy expectation for modern anime art direction. Most episodes have some sort of impressive visual flex, like Episode 2 with the atmosphere established by the paper-looking blue fire, though particularly Episode 5 and Episode 8 for their specific style of animation and shading when distinguishing the mental realms. The mental twisting of many dimensions of pattered color is a particular animation highlight whenever it comes up, the bus flying through it in Episode 9 like it were The Magic School Bus’s serious YA adaptation. It does tend to shortcut with several static shots of faceless characters, but it has an especially unique choice for background characters in them being shaded like the type of “anime minimalist wallpaper” you can easily find on Google Images. There’s this scrapbook uncanniness to some of the scenes while avoiding the scrunched-up outlines often seen on characters out of focus, adding to the many wallpaper-worthy shots appearing throughout.
At times the visual direction could be dull when not much was happening on screen, when it just hard cut between cast members starring into the screen trying to comprehend the tangle of plot with music missing, but it feels like that freedom of design is what Shingo Natsume saw with this entire series.
This might sound negative, and as far as personal investment in the choices made with the runtime that exists, it is, but I implore you to check out this show if you think its distinctiveness appeals to you. What I’ve been saying about how loose and overambitious the writing feels in light of the visual pizazz is something that only could’ve come from an anime original, a longtime animator writing a script for the first time with that rawness and passion radiating forward at the extent of understanding how to meet the audience halfway. That freedom is worth cherishing. I’m grateful that shows like Sonny Boy are allowed to exist. I appreciate the light hints that the show leaves for people to ponder well after an episode ends.