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Ow. Stop. Please. You’re hurting my brain.

Impressions:

Good god. I feel sorry for ragging on Ookami-san for an uninspired 12 minutes of introduction now. This was 24 minutes of the most generic drivel that I could imagine. From start to finish, it was literally a parade of Niinii Junichi just running into a parade of all the women that he’s going to be seducing. We had it all. The sister waking him up, the pervert friend, the lontime friend at lunch, helping some other girl that he happened to pass by, knocking a girl over in the library, etc. Meanwhile, he just stammers and nods and gets dragged along by whichever one this arc is going to be about, even before she know his name… because they know that he’s a nice guy given the feminine instincts bestowed on them by the all-powerful ovary. I actually prefer T&A to this kind of pandering. At least that has overtures of trying to be amusing instead of half-assed attempts to tug at the heartstrings over a love affair between Generic Girl #107 and Eeyore.

Okay, that’s starting to get a little overly testy. It wasn’t an abjectly horrible first episode, but Bakaniinii is a whiny angsting loser that the women are already literally throwing themselves on within minutes of meeting him in order to carry on completely one-sided conversations… or talking about how she can feel his warmth through his stuff, and the entire thing could be the biggest ball of bad cliches that I’ve seen in years. "I barely know you… but boy do I love rubbing your junk on my face." Multiple entendres fully intended. There is no part of this that is remotely creative or unique in any way whatsoever. We are well past the critical mass of having fun with or subverting cliches and out into the other world where there’s nothing left but a soulless production. About the only two vaguely noteworthy things in the whole mess are Bakanii floating in space like he’s having some kind of Gundam dream, and him getting shot down at the end after Haruka spent half a minute vicariously rubbing his stuff on her.

The art’s decent, but AIC does absolutely nothing ambitious at all. The music was probably stolen from any number of other identical shows as well, although there are suspiciously long periods of silence. If you’ve never seen a show like this, then I question how you ended up on my blog, but moreover, there’s absolutely nothing here that you haven’t seen before and seen done better. This strikes me as a soullessly generic show with yet another worthless male lead who has women throw themselves at him… and I highly doubt it’s going to end in bloodshed either.

Preview:

Give up on her and bang your sister already.