Ristorante Paradiso #01 — Ouran Ripoff Club
April 8th, 2009
Only creepier and without any of the wit.
New Season Disclaimer:
I prefer to give every show a chance. You never know when your dream-eating insect wielding Mai HiME knockoff will turn out to be a psychological romantic thriller, or the strange moeblob show will be full of wit and urine jokes. However, my preferences are still my preferences, and while I’ll endevor to at least convey why I do or do not like things, there are genres of shows that I just plain don’t particularly enjoy. My opinions are based on nothing more than a gut reaction to what I watched literally 10-15 minutes prior and should be construed as nothing more and nothing less than that.
Actually, the first two episodes aired as a special broadcast… and both are up on Crunchyroll as well.
Impressions:
You know the story… mother abandons daughter, whiny girl with mommy issues chases mother to Rome, finds her mother running a giggolo restaurant of old men, falls in love with married man twice her age. Maybe Nicoletta would have been a little bit more of a sympathetic character if her first stated goal wasn’t to ruin her mother’s life out of spite some 15 years after the fact. To make matters worse, the episode 2 preview was Nicoletta straddling and undressing him. I… I don’t even want to know. Production was bleh at best with the most egregious abuse of CG outside of the Children of the Corn show.
I’m not really even certain who this is aimed at to be honest. Is this supposed to be a trashy romance? Some kind of coming of age? Who wants to see an old man getting busy with a young woman, or I suppose more accurately, some whiny little bint trying to seduce old men? Please don’t answer that. They even went through all the old men and their manharem roles, despite half of them being married. I’m out. I’m so out.
Ristorante OP
Preview:
I… what? No!
Posted in Anime | 19 Comments »
you obviously don’t know any fujoshi, who are currently masturbating furiously at this show.
Also, ouran ripoff? it’s more maid cafe than host club, and you can’t pretend ouran invented the host club concept either.