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Review of Kage no Jitsuryokusha ni Naritakute! (Anime):

You know, I would like to say that this show is dumb fun to me.

No.

It is something that my middle school self long ago would want if he was isekai'd to another world. Reading the llight novel, it was everything I wished to be--the plain-looking dude whose some vigilante fighting against the vaguely looming evil of the world.

However, I stopped believing those lofty ambitions I had when I was young. There was no big evil organization that runs the world on a string. And I sure as hell did not want to get bullied.

Now, as a grown adult, this show has unpacked everything I wished and hope for. Not only that, it was done by the company who made one of my first anime. The animation was subpar, but I don't care.

In the myriad of great animes this season, The Eminence in Shadow will never go down as one the many great modern classics, nor will it ever be regarded as the greatest works, the likes such as Chainsaw Man or as big as Bleach.

However, what I can say about this show is that it will be one of the greatest parodies I have watched, hands down. And to that, I call that a masterpiece--clearly, the show knows what it is, and I love it.

If you hope for great art, then I am very sorry--there are good shows you can watch this season. Alternatively, if you're here to watch a great appreciation of a genre/trope well beloved as Isekai, then you have come to the right place.

And with that, I conclude this review. I am atomic.

Alright, that shit was cringe.
Reviewer's Rating: 10

Review of Otome Game Sekai wa Mob ni Kibishii Sekai desu (Anime):

I've watched this show at least 4 to 5 times including the English Dub (fantastic stuff than my usual watch for English Sub). I attempted to read a little bit of the manga and novel to see the main difference, and boy, there is just a plethora of difference I'm not even gonna go over, and will just purely based this review on solely by the anime itself.

Firstly, is it a good anime? Honestly, it's not the greatest, but neither it is the worst. I watch anime blind nowadays like a caveman living his life to touch grass (which I'll face it, it's not a lot of grass touching time). I've had my fair share of playing dating sim, and only liked this anime because of some of the crazy mechanics and settings I've genuinely encountered. It's a knick in the scrotum for those who barely even play dating sims, and is only familiar with the isekai/fantasy genre that is integrated into this story. It's a true shit show.

It's not for everyone, and I can admit that. I don't love it, but I like the stupidity that is going on in this anime. I personally just enjoy Leon being a menace to society throughout the story. I mean, the story, especially it's setting, barely understands what it wants to be, and I think that's pretty much the point, I guess. Dude is stuck in a shitty dating sim game by a company who is known to only make JRPG and action-oriented games. it's no wonder the story's setting can be a bit jarring--a fantasy world based on a renovated Earth with aliens which somehow assimilated back to medieval times with switching gender norms, and you have to marry into a family just like the olden-days? Can I have a joint with what the author of the light novel is having? They seem a lot of fun.

Otherwise, this is an entirely mixed bag. I wouldn't even take this seriously if you're trying to get into the story genuinely. Just go pick up either the manga or novel. The anime has it's flaws, but I find it to be a gem personally. Objectively though, I think it's fine.
Reviewer’s Rating: 6

well, have to keep up with the appearances, yeah? that's why nobody truly deserves to be happy - in fact, nobody deserves anything. at that point, society can wallow itself into a void, continuing to eat itself using external things to an internal problem, as the never ending cycle of being cheated by life. it's natural and so is divorce. some people enjoy the pain of others their unhappiness, all the while, you want to be happy and live in simplicity. and sometimes, it just never works out, man. maybe the solution really is to accept the fact that existence should perpetuated by one's own will to live than both hentai or porn could ever fill our lonely experience. maybe it's time to finally realize that everything won't matter until you realize that the only thing that matters is what is left for you to do so you may end your life peacefully. it's not over till it's over. life is all shits and giggles because deep down there is a deeper truth that everyone acknowledges of how bad the conditions of humanity is, big or small. will any cucked [person] ever feel happiness? in all honesty, possibly no. you can't lose what you never have.

- crusadingveros

I. Departure

Every harvest, successful or not, was an excuse for father's indulgence in liquor. From the barn – my bedroom of choice on that and many other nights – one could hear laughter, soon followed by shouting and commotion as glasses became empty. What was I to do? It's not like I could stop it. As a malnourished youth aged 10, whose scrawny frame was that of a child seemingly two years younger, it felt pointless to intervene. It wasn't fear of death that stiffened me, but an overwhelming sense of powerlessness as the racket of knuckles bashing against walls turned into pounding of flesh. As I laid over a makeshift straw bed, deafening quietness finally ensued, allowing for a dreamless sleep.
The rooster's call announced first light on that creepily calm dawn. Father wasn't out to wake me as he usually did by slamming the barn door, rattling the chains that I wounded around the handles in an attempt to avoid his drunken presence. Oftentimes he would have to bash it open to wake me from a stupor, whenever I looted his stash a night prior craving abashedly for approval and serene slumber. After getting up and dressed, I loosened the chains, opening the barn door and letting in a gust of morning wind and the first embers of sunlight. As I walked down the beaten path and felt cold earth beneath my feet, I saw that both the porch and kitchen lights were on, yet the animals still weren't tended to. In my approach towards the house, when all I could hear was the wooden porch creaking from my light first step, I realized that it has never been this quiet, holding my breath in response. It seemed like it took aeons between that first step and pushing open the agape front door. A scent of rusted iron filled my nostrils, and two figures were made clear: mother, limp on the ground beside the dining table, laying in a mixture of dried dark and fresh scarlet blood; and father, sitting on his rocking chair, empty bottle in hand, his resolute eyes piercing through mine.
Father still drew breath, but his desolate stance indicated that he was in even worse shape than Mother – who at least seemed serene under sweet oblivion. His bloodied hands shook, and the thudding of his wedding ring against the hollow liquor bottle resonated across our kitchen. Still struck by his gaze, comprised of guilt, wrath and shame, shadowed only by a quivering, drooling mouth, I heard a faint utter – "Look at what you did. Look at her." – as he pointed at her lifeless shape still grasping his empty medicine, as if it was an extension of his limb. "You're not mine. She knew that would anger me. I struck her too hard". Breaking contact as his eyes watered while clutching the chair arm, he cried – "But when her knees shook I could only think of you. ".

Like a cub whose mother never taught how to avert danger, I remained motionless when he lunged towards me.

My name is Barry Allen, and I am the fastest man alive. When I was a child I saw my mother killed by something impossible. My father went to prison for her murder. Then an accident made me the impossible. To the outside world I am an ordinary forensic scientist, but secretly I use my speed to fight crime and find others like me. And one day, I’ll find who killed my mother and get justice for my father. I am the Flash.

-Flash Season 1 Opening

Greetings. I have literally nothing to say. I mean, I haven't lived a great life. Why the hell would people care about me, let alone read this biography that you won't bother to read anyways? Isn't this a place where we escape from the terrors of society's games, or its ever imposing responsibility that drags you and I into insanity? I find the irony in writing biographies in today's modern society where people are both the entertainers and the audience (as if I want to entertain to people's standards). Although I want no trouble, I do want to be left alone to my own vices such as indulging in questionable content (which often pains me to go through, but guiltily enjoy) that are of the +18 variety and adult themes. All in all, this website is a refuge for me as I love to indulge in these medium often.

Despite the fact that the demographics of this website are likely to be people whose age is from a college students to the standard white-collar working family man whose boss is probably a piece of shit (or is just an under-achieving basement-dweller), I find some of their opinions surprisingly helpful on what kind of anime it is with the plethora of reviews I sometimes read and then give up reading halfway through the staggering amount of details. This piece of trash of a community is my homage; whether they agree to it or not, this is how I see it.

"Another man's trash is another man's treasure." This was a saying to a person that introduced to me to anime, and I am grateful to them to this day. Now, I wonder why my tastes are as bad as they are, or if I actually made the right choice to come here in the first place.

-Nitty Gritty crusadingveros

Well to the surprise of no one, she is deleting comments again. Regardless of what you think of Hololive, what you think of the genes of lolicon and shotacon and other genres of hentai in general, and what you think of anime and manga in general one thing is for sure.

If your arguments cannot hold up to any form of scrutiny and you try to brush off your opponents as 'degenerates', 'losers' and even 'haters' and you arrogantly insult them and try to smear them with ad hominem attacks and non sequiturs when you are in the wrong then you have lost the argument.

-HomeFry

“Heard joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain. Doctor says, "Treatment is simple. Great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go and see him. That should pick you up." Man bursts into tears. Says, "But doctor...I am Pagliacci.”
Alan Moore, Watchmen

Youth is a lie. It is evil.
Those who claim to enjoy it are deluding themselves and others. They fit the events and environment around them to the youth mold as self-confirmation. They will fit any commonly held interpretations of life events to this mold in the name of youth. To them, lies, secrets, sins and failures are but seeds of spice in their youth. Supposedly, such failures were an indication of youth, then one who has failed to make friends must also be at the height of his youth. But, they would disagree on this point. Everything must fit into their preconstructed mold.
To conclude: Fools who enjoy this thing called "youth," should go and freaking die

the first sentence is him explaining how ignorant and ingenuine youth and people in their youth are. how kids are sheltered and don't see the bad in the world. because of the perception of youth, it's easy to forgive someone if they make a mistake because they are perceived as innocent/ignorant. this sentence reinforces this idea:

"if such people are to dabble in criminal acts such as shoplifting or mass rioting, it would be called 'youthful indiscretion'. if they fail an exam, they would claim that school is not only a place for studying. so long as they are in the face of 'youth', they'll be showcasing a distortion of any commonly held beliefs or social norms."

he also makes the statement that all the negatives that come with growing up are actually beneficial personally, but other's failures are just failures because they can't empathize with them. because they only see the good in themselves and can't see the good in other's failures, they are lying to themselves.

in conclusion, he sees youth as nothing more than a facade of happiness and ignorance while he sees himself as enlightened lonely. because he has no friends at that point, he falls into his own logic trap because he only sees how he's smarter for being a loner and everyone else is ignorant and happy.

tldr; those who enjoy their youths are ignorant and ingenuine while he, a loner is the only one who can see through their facade of happiness

~ commented by 征二郎 on "Hikigaya Hachiman - Theory on youth" uploaded by Moe & GAR - HD Anime Highlights

In the book Mondego he is not a rich nobleman, he is a poor fisherman and he gets rich dishonestly. But in the film they changed him, Mercedes chooses to marry a rich noble and radically changed his life.

It could change by making Mercedes abandon Edmond and choosing Mondego for being rich and handsome, she corrupting herself, forgetting her old love between wealth and sex, instead of getting married simply to give a father to her son.


Her marrying Mondego despite being rich and noble just because she was a son, not enjoying his wealth and social status, thinking about his old love was too cliché.


"He was on the mountain, whence he could see all the kingdoms of the earth. A mountain all the more terrible that it is a visionary one. Those who are on its apex are in a dream.


Palaces, castles, power, opulence, all human happiness extending as far as eye could reach; a map of enjoyments spread out to the horizon; a sort of radiant geography of which he was the centre. A perilous mirage!

Imagine what must have been the haze of such a vision, not led up to, not attained to as by the gradual steps of a ladder, but reached without transition and without previous warning.


(...)


Giddiness invaded him. He more than consented to its approach. He welcomed it. This was the effect of previous and long-continued thirst. Are we an accomplice of the cup which deprives us of reason? He had always vaguely desired this. His eyes had always turned towards the great. To watch is to wish. The eaglet is not born in the eyrie for nothing.

Now, however, at moments, it seemed to him the simplest thing in the world that he should be a lord. A few hours only had passed, and yet the past of yesterday seemed so far off! Gwynplaine had fallen into the ambuscade of Better, who is the enemy of Good.


Unhappy is he of whom we say, how lucky he is! Adversity is more easily resisted than prosperity. We rise more perfect from ill fortune than from good. There is a Charybdis in poverty, and a Scylla in riches. Those who remain erect under the thunderbolt are prostrated by the flash. Thou who standest without shrinking on the verge of a precipice, fear lest thou be carried up on the innumerable wings of mists and dreams. The ascent which elevates will dwarf thee. An apotheosis has a sinister power of degradation.


(...)


At night, a candle made of mean tallow becomes a star if placed in an opening in the darkness. The moth flies to it.

In what measure is the moth responsible?


The sight of the candle fascinates the moth as the eye of the serpent fascinates the bird." - the man who laughs by Victor Hugo


"That cup, his reason, under this new stupor, was overflowing. He felt within him a terrible awakening. Compass he no longer possessed. One idea only was before him—the woman. An indescribable happiness appeared, which threatened to overwhelm him. He could no longer decide for himself. There was an irresistible current and a reef. The reef was not a rock, but a siren—a magnet at the bottom of the abyss. He wished to tear himself away from this magnet; but how was he to carry out his wish? He had ceased to feel any basis of support. Who can foresee the fluctuations of the human mind! A man may be wrecked, as is a ship. Conscience is an anchor. It is a terrible thing, but, like the anchor, conscience may be carried away.

(...)


In every crisis there is a moment when the scale hesitates before kicking the beam. When we lean to the worst side of our nature, instead of strengthening our better qualities, the moral force which has been preserving the balance gives way, and down we go." - The man who laughs by Victor Hugo

~Соня Мармеладова, comment from The Philosophy of The Count Of Monte Cristo by The Philosophy of X on YouTube.

It really doesn't take a genius to figure out that Shinji and Asuka both loved each other dearly deep down, no one else in their age group throughout NGE could understand each other as deeply as those 2. Problem is, both people were so hurt and emotionally broken they couldn't be honest to each other for fear of being hurt since they've both been hurt so bad it's something no humane person would wish upon even their worst enemies.

Shinji keeps hiding behind his facade of a nice innocent boy act, but in fact is simply doing so to avoid caring about someone enough to get hurt. He's unable to act as lovingly and affectionately as he really wants deep down in his heart towards people he loves, especially Asuka, who sadly, is just as broken as he is.

Asuka seems obnoxious and abrasive superficially, but having recently just finished the NGE series, the strongest emotion I felt on her first appearance on episode 8 was pity. If she was truly evil and psychopathic like the SEELE folks and Gendo Ikari, she would have been much quieter and scheming instead of deliberately being loudly obnoxious. People who seem annoying on the outside and keep pushing others away even when others actually treat them nicely are most likely not bad at heart, but are instead so hurt and paranoid of being hurt again they walled their hearts off.

Asuka was obviously attracted to Shinji early on, she was practically flirting with him with her little lesson on "thermal expansion". Sadly, Shinji, stuck in his self imposed mental and emotional prison, simply couldn't perceive the obvious and made him unusually dense and naive. The red headed beauty even straight up wanted him to kiss her, expecting him to at least give her a hug in return, but instead wound up extremely hurt and if you looked carefully, you could see from her face just how hurt and rejected she felt.

On the volcano episode, one could easily see how deep down, she has already fallen in love with Shinji, especially from her facial expressions that betray her true feelings. She may have said the usual insult to Shinji, but the genuine love and gratefulness was clearly shown on her face, she's just a girl afraid to show true love.

Shinji's deep love for her became undeniable as he basically broke at the sight of Asuka's broken Eva 02, something that simply wouldn't happen if he actually fought alongside her. Her death basically broke him completely and initiated 3rd Impact.

If Asuka and Shinji actually opened up to each other, SEELE would never have stood a chance, those MP Evas would have been crushed by their flawless teamwork and Shinji's heart would have been strengthened enough by Asuka's love to never even consider initiating 3rd Impact. This is a classic example of how in the end, true love is the only real cure.

~ 4G12, from "Everything You've Ever Dreamed" ｢feat. ARIANNE｣ - The End of Evangelion OST. (TH & English Lyrics), Posted by S2P [Thai Lyrics] on YouTube

You took my heart and crushed it down like a damn trash compactor

Said you love me but all you really want is a benefactor

You said you wouldn't leave me

You said you always need me

Now I feel like I'm just another Shimizu Megumi

Yeah

You took my money and you spent it like you earned it

Told you to quit it but you act like you misunderstood me

Said now look here sister

We gotta find another

Cause I feel like Kamomebata I'm in one-sided love

Ice girl with the diamonds looking shine

Fuck love, popped a couple pills now I'm fine

Gate called, one step forward now I'm divine

Almost forgot that I'm a Scorpio sign

Lost hope, couple bands on me now I'm going back to 2D

Locked my heart out went to bought a brand new Moncler Tee

Lost a chain but I'm sippin' tea

Got the 3D off my mind now I feel so carefree

Used to feel like Rui

Making bonds with 3D and shit

Thinking making you a part of my family

Fuck me

I'm gonna pull you out my mind and make myself a seven-digit

I took my heart and heal it back to 2D

I just realized how much the 2D means to me

2D will never leave me

2D will always need me

Now I feel like I have evolved into Kato Megumi

Yeah

I took my money and I bought a new Air Jordan

Told me to quit it but this is all my hard-earned money

Said now look here sister

We gotta find another

Cause I feel like Kamomebata I'm in one-sided love

Everything I did was all for nothing

Everything I did now looks disgusting

Can't believe love can easily blind us

Can't believe love makes me so anxious

100 bands 100 bands 100 bands back to 2D is part of the plan

100 grand 100 grand 100 grand bout to go out and cop a Benz

Mercedes Benz (I got it)

Fuck the fake friends

I just wish that we can stay as One Week Friends

Used to feel like Rui

Making bonds with 3D and shit

Thinking making you a part of my family

Fuck me

I'm gonna pull you out my mind and make myself a seven-digit

You took my heart and crushed it down like a damn trash compactor

Said you love me but all you really want is a benefactor

You said you wouldn't leave me

You said you'd always need me

Now I feel like I'm just another Shimizu Megumi

Yeah

I took my money and I bought a lot of 2D

Cause I finally understand 2D means the world to me

Said now look here sister

We gotta find another

Cause I feel like Hanabi I have escaped the toxic love

~ Lil Miraie - Back to 2D

That was, more or less, a confession.
Or maybe a lover's quarrel, or talking about breaking up.
Though, it doesn't matter which one was it. I don't care.
But I felt like an idiot when they let me hear that. I was there, but it felt like they were
making me realize that I have nothing to do with that.
It's so disgusting that it makes me want to say one of the vulgar words.
For real. Please take your responsibility seriously.
I glared at the door where senpai left.
I've never thought that the conversation ended up being complicated in the most proper,
precise, beautiful and plain way.
I'm in the mood to go after him and complain.
Being told something like that with a serious face is troubling.
His always whether-or-not-closed eyes that I really don't get. His incessantly dissatisfied
mouth bent in a twisted way. His words that I have no idea if they were lies or jokes but
always extremely vague. Even though he's the one who was meddling here, he suddenly
becomes flustered that his reaction was rather pale, and slow to produce a response. Yet,
he makes a seemingly serious face super rarely and once in a while that it's sickening to
the stomach.
For real, just really. Please take your responsibility seriously.
I mean, he hasn't taken any responsibility yet up until now.
Even so, please don't say "responsibility" lightly as some sort of excuse.
While listening to what was senpai's saying, it seemed like he wasn't looking as my eyes
pointed downwards. Rather, I know that he wasn't looking at me but please take a hint of
the mood when it comes to those kind of situation. Senpai, Yukino-senpai and Yui-senpai
are all troublsome but I'm somewhat troublesome as well.
Really troublesome.
Remembering that, my hands stopped moving on the work that I've particularly begun.
I would look at the clock. I would absentmindedly look back on what happened earlier. I
would think that it's about time to go home. I've done those actions many times. Even if I
looked at the clock for the fifth time, two minutes hasn't passed yet. This was the eighth
time that I sighed.
The moment when I sighed on the ninth time, Yukino-senpai lifted her face from the
laptop, she wiped her tears gently.
She wasn't wearing her eyeglasses that is apparently effective for eyestrain. The
eyeglasses were just placed on the side of the desk. Instead, she applied drops on her
eyes.
I was shocked when she wiped the tears that suddenly flowed on her cheeks, so I
unconsciously said something unnecessary.
"Uhm, should we go home?"
Yukino-senpai's eyes remained resting somewhere, seemed a little bit confused then
looked at me. Her expression had a shade of color than the usual that it's a slightly scary.

-Iroha's Interlude, Oregairu

The Crosses Grow On Anzio

Oh, gather 'round me, comrades

And listen while I weep;

Of a war, a war, a war...

where hell is six feet deep.



Along the shore, the cannons roar.

Oh how can a soldier sleep?

The going's slow on Anzio

And hell is six feet deep.



Praise be to God for this captured sod

That's rich where blood does seep;

With yours and mine, like butchered swine;

And hell is six feet deep.



That death does wait

There's no debate;

No triumph will we reap

The crosses grow on Anzio,

Where hell is six feet deep.

-Audie Murphy

Let's learn how to tie a noose

It's easy if your not obtuse

All you need is a piece of rope

And abandon all your hope

You make a loop

And the snake goes down

But he changes his mind

And turns around

And climbs back up to the top again

This is were the fun begins

You take the snake and spiral down

And at the bottom what has he found....

The snake goes into the rabbits hole

Then you give the top a pull

Now it's ready for your use

This is how you tie a noose

- every camp before the 2000s when helicopter parents and tiger parents boomed.