Muffins You Can't Have

Monday, September 10, 2012

Muffin Princess

Ok, so there's this new-fangled invention out there know as the "tele-vision", meaning literally "to see across", and it's used to convey images over vast distances with, or, and this shit's seriously going to blow your mind, without, wires.  And some people have done something pretty clever with this "tele-vision", and  by clever I mean that they've.... drawn some pictures.... ok... um, well, so they drew some pictures, each one much like the one before it (those clever bastards), and then they run them past in rapid sucession so that it look like what they've done is draw a living thing in paper form.
...
I know what you're thinking...
and
NO!
They're not evil wizards summoning processed-tree-demons in order to melt the minds of our youth and steal all of our virgins for pagan sacrifices to martian tentacle sex monsters.
They're.... artists..... which may be worse.
And what they've done is call "ani-mation" which, in the latin, means "to give life to".  Ok, that didn't make my case for them not being evil wizards... maybe I should have been an artist, er, ink tree demon wizard.
So... by now you're surely quite bewildered as to where I'm going with this.
Again with the motherfucking moon...
and a chick....
and it's Japanese....
Rule 32....
FUCK, some things cannot be unthought.
DAMN YOU MOON!
Annnnnd, the picture probably didn't help.... again.
Well, I'll explain.
I'm going to tell you about Murder Princess.
And yes, you read that right.  Murder Princess.
What IS Murder Princess (fuck italics) you ask?
It's a strong contender for being one of the best anime mini-series made in the last half-decade.
Now, I say "last half-decade" solely so that Cowboy Bebop is completely excluded from these discussions.  And if anyone brings up Naruto or some other shit that's been on for 57,000 seasons just know that there's an angry honey-badger on its way, and it intends to ambush you in the shower, with bees... bees with tentacles.
So, I say it's good.  But why?  Well, lets start off with the fact that's its only 6 episodes.  Now, that's not a lot, but, if you just want to watch it all in one sitting, it's perfect.  And that's a good thing in this case, as that allows you to keep all the utter fucking nonsense fresh in your mind.  And by 'utter fucking nonsense' I mean, midget death robots with rocket-fists.  However, unlike the highly entertaining nonsense in, say, Bayonetta, this nonsense does, eventually, make about as close to perfect sense as is possible for an anime named Murder Princess.
Well, according to Google this is a 'midget death robot'...
So far Murder Princess is kicking Google's ass when it comes to making sense.
But... the picture...
I'm concerned, and I want to know as little about this picture as possible.
I do not fucking want to know where/how the midgets and/or death are involved here.

While I do say that it makes something that at least resembles perfect sense, I can't say that it actually makes a lot of sense.  Most of the character interactions are pure gold, the setting's good, and even the character motivations are solid, and the plot leading up to the ending is respectable, if a bit cliche, but the ending... eh fuck it, don't know, don't care, like I said before, midget death robots, with rocket fists.  (I'm repeatedly mentioning only the midget robots so that I don't start giving out spoilers or some shit; yeah, that's right motherfuckers, all this batshit insanity is relevant to the PLOT, which it HAS, unlike some other highly popular series where certain main characters sparkle and other main characters need orthodontics and a therapist to maybe help them figure out how to express emotion properly, but i digress....)  Anyway, it kicks ass, is entertaining, it even makes a good bit of sense, and all it asks in return is that you leave your logic, and maybe a bit of your sanity, at the door and hell, maybe break out some vodka.


But really, all Murder Princess is... is a pregame for Needless.  Which you'll all learn about in next whenever-the-fuck-I-feel-like-it installment of... being told about thing... because lets face it, you can't be trusted with figuring this shit out for yourself, if I had left this entire situation up to you it's be on the news, and it'd be a scene of you, outside, all but naked except for a set of plastic moose antlers, tying an artist to a tree and making him dress up like sailor moon as retribution for him conjuring tree demons and sending all the damn virgins and rum to the martian tentacle monsters.

And no, they wouldn't have let you out on bail.

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