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“Unresolved conflict. Zero tension. Maximum pretty star effect. J.C. Staff’s watercolour palette.”

It’s really what I’d call this show. It’s a traditional id software code throw back to a type of anime I’ve never seen. And because I’m writing this while I’m sick, my ability to create comprehensive thoughts are shoved through a window made out of air. This implies that this window doesn’t exist, and more of a hint that a rectangular hole revealing the outside is in place. So what is Kill Me Baby, and why should anyone care? Truth is, you still won’t know what it is after watching, nor will you care afterwards after claiming you do. It’s so narrow in its idea of appeal, that only those who have a reckless taste in brain-foaming, sedative induced laughter would entertain the idea of watching this show for recreation.

And by golly, this show is perfect for me.

Yasuna’s stupidity and Sonya’s twintails of murderous intent is where it’s often focused, but there’s a lot surrounding it in a strange plastic wrapping. You know that feeling of peace and warmth you get when you climb into your bed after slogging through a cold wintery outside? None of that is here. It’s all awkward and full of Kyon-kun’s eye glazing humor, while lacking in the actual Kyon department. And every time I mention Kyon, I realize how much of a mancrush Ariolander has on Crispin Freeman. I’m lucky enough to have a female seiyuu I semi-obsess over, and it’s Satomi Arai — her voice, even in small vocal quips, always make me post on my blog. I’d have no idea how to react if Tomokazu Sugita actually had a character in Kill Me Baby. It didn’t help that Kugyuu (Rie Kugimiya) is also in this show, as the new character in episode 3. Get a Mr. Sakaguchi Daisuke in there and Patsuwan it up.

I might be a lost case to the seiyuu faggotry that invades a Japanese’s otaku’s mind. But I attempt to allay these fears by playing FPS games loaded with explosions, and punching for victory in Vindictus with Karok’s new weapon.

The music is rather apt for the show, nailing it’s non-Kyonitivity. Anyone who doesn’t like the opening and closing songs are actually allowed to. Because when haters realize they’ve fallen into the pit of “Yeah, you’re supposed to react like that.” they’ll feel stupid. I have a brain optimized for both musician and non-musician inklings, so I tend to enjoy liking music when others hate it just to spite them. And in this bad habit of mine, I discovered that I whatever I enjoy, I enjoy. I’ll be damned if I couldn’t properly explain why such music is still enjoyable even without a hint of academic music theory in my bones.

Is BONES doing anything this season? I need another middle-of-the-road, generic, robot drama with an OP that has copious amounts of interpretive dance.

Honestly, I’m writing this while sick. Why I could write more than usual is probably explained by my lack of judgement.

-maserbeam