So a while back I stumbled upon anime legend "Mars of Destruction". For those of you who don't know, Mars of Destruction is one of the finest creations of the anime industry. In fact, it was so great, that I was met with disbelief when I realized it was the worst-rated anime on MyAnimeList. The worst-rated anime on MAL, can you believe it?! I became compelled to watch all 20 minutes of it, just to see if it truly deserved all the flack it got. For such a fine creation, it just had to have been the victim of severe underrating.
Well, I was wrong.
Mars of Destruction actually did turn out to be a pile of crud, not because it did anything to specifically anger the viewers per se, but because it did NOTHING AT ALL. That's right, watching Mars of destruction is the equivalent of staring at a blank wall with classical music playing the background. Ah yes, because apparently the producers thought that classical music could save that P.O.S. Nope, they were wrong...
So what does this have to do with our "beloved" anime Wonder Momo? It's like a repeat performance over here, baby. That's right, this time we're staring at a blank wall, except with no classical music playing in the background. The "plot" that the producers attempt to have? Yeah, random-girl-turning-into-a-superhero certainly hasn't been done before. How about the characters and sound? Nope; in fact, if there were negative numbers, this would be the first time an anime truly deserved to go into the minus zone. Momoka's voice actor was PAINFULLY bad. That was the most unfitting and misplaced voice for any character I've ever seen. It simply did not fit at all for such a bubbly and cheery high school girl. Oh well, at least the art's decent, so if you're a fan of boobs I guess you could stare at Momoka for a couple of minutes. Wait what? The animation's so choppy that those boobs end up looking like squares half the time? Yeah, sorry fanservice enthusiasts; Wonder Momo won't be pleasing you either. I'd even say it isn't worth a curious watch as Mars of Destruction was; there's nothing that should compel you to watch this.
Trust me when I say that this is 7 minutes that would truly be better spent staring a blank wall. At least you'd be getting some zen going on.
