The time has come for my season review. The seven anime I watched rated from two to four and a half stars with only two shows receiving the same rating. This is to say that my shows run the gamut from disappointing to near masterpieces. Fall 2017 well rounded out a good year for anime: the quality of the shows were generally good even if nothing truly spectacular came about. I’ll write more about this when I write about my top five shows of last year. The shows below rank from least to greatest.
Without further ado, let’s begin!
7) Dies Irae ★★
As a cross between Fate/Stay Night and Hellsing, this show boasted a unique atmosphere–one of the most unique of the season. It also boasted some likable characters, and one really roots for the hero to overcome the immortal Nazis trying to massacre his city. The above makes me sad that I cannot in justice give it more than two stars. Though the plot eventually becomes discernible, the events in the anime tend to be scatterbrained and the tale descends into bloody and disturbing violence. The flashback to Sister Liza Brenner’s past as the mother of Lebensborn was probably the most disturbing part of the anime.
There comes a time in a blogger’s career when he must stuff a pipe, light it, and let nicotine act as his muse. At least, that’s how I feel as I sit down to write this mid-season review. Now, my list contains seven shows–the seventh being the formerly dropped Girls’ Last Tour. (That’s a much easier title to remember than Shoujo Shuumatsu Ryokou.) Not much happens plotwise in this show, but I think that I’ve discovered its thematic plot now that I’m four episodes in. (Yes, I’ve not quite caught up; but, I want to get my thoughts down now before I start procrastinating.) By the way, let me thank Gaheret for submitting a query through “Ask Medieval.” I hope to post my reply to him soon–as soon as I write that article for Beneath the Tangles.
At any rate, let’s begin those reviews!
1) Girls’ Last Tour
Yes, it appears that I dropped this show too soon. It does get more interesting after episode one, even if the episodes remain slow. The fact that the characters are not boys (Does this not seem the perfect setting for a boys’ adventure tale?) does not bother me as much anymore. More bothersome to me now is the heroines continually wearing those helmets in freezing weather. People often marvel that knights kept their armor on in the frigid campaigns against the Baltic pagans and the arid crusades against the Saracens. A helmet magnifies the cold in the same way as medieval armor! In reality, out heroines would both have stowed their helmets away long ago. Can’t we get a slice of realism with our moé?
One conversation between a couple of Nazis in “episode zero” of Dies Irae caught my attention:
There is only one priest to whom she could be referring to; though, the gift of reading hearts has not been confined to one priest of the twentieth century–or to Catholic priests for that matter. This particular priest almost certainly Padre Pio.
I have dubbed Padre Pio–more formally, St. Pio of Pietrelcina–“the last medieval saint.” Though he lived from 1887 to 1968, accounts of the miraculous phenomena surrounding Padre Pio seem to belong to the saints of the thirteenth century, like St. Francis of Assisi whom Padre Pio referred to as “Our Seraphic Father.” For, Padre Pio was not only a priest, but a Capuchin monk whose order followed the Rule of St. Francis. Among the accounts of the miraculous surrounding Padre Pio, he saw visions of Jesus, Mary, and other saints, read hearts, received the stigmata, prayed successfully for the healing of people’s bodies and souls, bilocated, spoke in foreign tongues which he never studied, and had the gift of prophecy.