Just like the top image I decided to use, Yuru Yuri ♪♪ isn’t anything different from it’s previous season, and there will be those who are like Kyoko, crying from happiness that it has returned, or you have no idea what the fuck you’re watching, like Chinatsu (on the right) is. Or maybe you’re just passed out on the floor like Yui in the background.
The first half of the show is a hammed up sequence that made me question what I was watching. It was confusing for a moment. Poor Akarin, it was all a dream sequence. The second half returns to it’s regular style and occasional violent humor. There’s also an onsen sequence. We all know what that’s about, so if you’re not comfortable with people looking over your shoulder wondering what you’re watching, pick an appropriate time. It will overlap your private sexy time. And you will feel dirty about watching it because they’re lolis. Some of those uncomfortable vibes may get dispersed when you realize the show is rather well animated.
And apparently it’s no fluke. Yuru Yuri has some magical people working behind the scenes because the animation retains much fluidity. Not only that, they animated one of Chinatsu’s works of
horror quality art which resulted in me shitting a pants factory. But in the end, a giant grin beamed across my face because it’s a show that is professional, stupid, and professionally stupid. God bless the studio Dogakobo that produces this series. I didn’t know they had a hand in that much anime. I need to keep an eye out for these guys. They’ve got an amazing list of anime they’ve worked on, and seems like they’re responsible for many highly polished scenes across many anime and genres.
I do find it unfortunate that I’ve realized I’d rather watch sequels instead of the new shows. Doesn’t matter whether or not they’re original or adaptations. If you liked it, you know it’ll be more of the same as long as the core staff responsible for the feel and direction of the show don’t leave. A major reason why people are so conflicted about the 2nd season of Minami-ke. (It really exists. Honestly.)