I’ll admit, I binge watched Made in Abyss, Season 1.
I’d been wanting to watch it for a while, because I like YA protagonists experiencing
and overcoming horrifying scenarios, but I was put off by the rumor of Japanese
images not conducive to the online reputation of American males. Thus, the
opportunity to binge it without extra cost was welcome. You know things are going
to become dark when the default idyllic hometown from which the plucky girl
protagonist leaves has lax child-labor laws, especially for orphans. The duo of
plucky yet emotional child who should not be embarking on life-endangering quests
and her ridiculously human robot boy (with plot-convenient amnesia, of course)
is as wholesome as animation comes. The animation itself, both of places and bizarre
creatures, is Ghibli-esque. The price paid for the descent into the Netherworld
(and especially any ascent) is just as excessive as it should be. Facilis descensus
Averni indeed.
I am looking forward to Season 2 in 2022. But why are the Japanese
so obsessed with still-birth? And why is nobody in this world concerned about the
specific timing of the layer with all the skeletons?
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