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When a manga with a title like this manages to become popular, you'd expect it to purposefully mislead you and deliver something wholesome, right? Well, that's sadly not the case. The female side characters serve only to build the protagonist a harem of big-breasted women while the manga can act above generic smut by not outright allowing the protagonist to stick his dick down a high school chick. With that out of the way, I should probably judge the manga as ecchi. After all, it would be unfair of me to expect more out of plain old smut.

The art is pretty good, so you might ... get a rush out of it if hentai starts to bore you, and the protagonist is a perfect blank canvas for any decent person to identify with. Despite these qualities as mindless harem trash -- something I can appreciate as someone who's into mindless moe trash -- I'm still going to give it a rather low score to warn everyone who thinks it's anything more than that.

‘Nakanaori’, or ‘Reconciliation’; in theology, it is described as “the end of estrangement between a human and God as a result of the process of atonement.” And while we as humans have long been estranged from the Lord, a skilled animator from a small xenophobic island nation is here to, once again, bring us closer to Him.

This anime is not like, nor unlike, anything you see with every passing season. On one hand, it is an animated Japanese film, thus making it an anime. That is a category it cannot escape. But right from the very start you will start to see differences. And I ... am talking about the very start. Like, before you even start it ‘start’. Because while you can easily watch currently airing shows either legally or illegally, this film will keep you on a lease. It keeps you excited. Because as of yet, I am still trying to find it.

Having finally found it on a website that may very well be run by none other than the Russian mafia itself, you are presented with a bold first frame; it stares into your soul and screams “I am dark-coloured; I am me,” a fitting statement for a society where even mostly white frames can be coloured if they so desire.

Not even three seconds later, more like two, it follows this statement up in an act of bravery. As it changes its colour right before our eyes and defines itself once more, not as an independent work of art, but as the product of a human mind.

Before we can even process this sudden change in appearance, it offers us a crudely drawn girl. Most likely aged between eight to thirty-two. You can never be too sure when something has, as of yet, done nothing but surprise you.

This girl, this artefact of human creativity, does not look at you. It acts like you are not there. It acts like there is a wall between you and her. Instead she focuses all her attention on the long-haired girl in front of her. Staring her down. Waiting for the right moment to strike. But wait, the new girl is not ready to accept defeat just yet. And, shocking the viewer, she draws a sword, which is, in contrast, lighter than anything we have laid our eyes upon before.

Changing the scene it prepares to astonish the viewer with a devastating sword-fight, as it reveals that the girl we were originally introduced to drew her sword off-screen. In retrospect, I should have seen this coming. We already saw her reaching for something when it cut to the other girl, but my attention was diverted before I could even ponder over what this was foreshadowing.

Not wasting a second, the two girls clash their swords. But instead of the tinnitus-inducing sound that two swords clashing often produces, it is more like cutlery coming into contact with each other.

And this is really where the film shines. It sets expectations, it plays you like a fiddle, and when you think you know what is going to happen next, it extinguishes these expectations. But the flame of passion does not leave the viewer, the flames only rise further up and light up the sky.

The fighting continues, and for a brief moment it looks like the two girls are complete equals, but even this was just trickery. As the long-haired girl gets the upper-hand, forcing her opponent to flee. But her adversary is not about to give up. And before she can even get a blow in, her opponent counter-attacks. For a brief moment the screen darkens, not showing us what followed. Luckily we are quickly released from this prison-like frame. And one of the girls gets a kick in.

Before this, it looked like it would be a sword-only fight. And I will be honest with you, I expected nothing less. But once again the creator read me, read us. Thus he changed it up to keep it exciting.

The kick allows for the brief but effectful counter-attack, and the kicker is forced to leave the scene. But her pursuer is not having it, and immediately follows her into the shallow water she was residing in.

The scene dramatically changes once again, and we are shown more of the world. The debris suggest that the film is taking place in a destroyed world, a Godless world, perhaps?

Not wanting to draw attention to this fact, it continues the fight like nothing happened. And the two girls show mastery in their respective fields. Inspiring their audience to better themselves, to save this world without a proper saviour.

Now halfway the film, it changes things up once again. And the new terrain fills the screen with a cloud of particles as white as snow.

And they both start running.
Running from the fight.
Running from the world.
Running from each other.
And most of all, running from themselves.

But alas, they could not keep running. As they fall from the cliff they ran to they must have realised. Realised what caused this. Realised what will come from this. And realised how they have changed due to this fateful encounter.

They keep fighting.

Without an end in sight, they keep fighting. Swords clashing, they look each other in the eye. Both looking shocked, the long-haired girl’s swords gets broken into two separate pieces. This seems like it is the end for her.

But even the girl who broke the sword is now looking shocked, as her opponent’s weaponry is becoming airborne. Even after it has landed, they are still looking. Looking for purpose, perhaps?

Without the soaring sword, they look at the one thing left to look at; each other. They shake hands, realising that this fight, this match, was not the purpose they were looking for.

Both smiling, the story ends like it stated; a white frame and a black text. And the film ends after, once again, reminding us who brought us this masterpiece.

Now, I am decently critical. My average MAL rating has been hovering around a 6.5 for a while now. But even I am not sure what to do, what to do in a post-Nakanaori world. So I looked for the thing, the last person, I could turn to; God. I confessed my sins. I confessed my wrongdoings. And most of all, I asked for his forgiveness. Even though I may have watched ‘Keijo!!!!!!!!,’ even though I may have watched ‘Yosuga no Sora’, and even though my favourite non-sequel of last season was ‘Sakurada Reset’, I dropped ‘Eromanga-Sensei,’ and currently, that is all that matters.

TL;DR: https://vimeo.com/25851204

“Boring story, unrealistic characters, and too much dialogue.”

These complaints are thrown around a lot when it comes to this show (the former two more than the latter), and while you can easily substitute those complaints with ”slow-burning”, “stoic” and “dialog-heavy”, the 6.63 it got on here makes it obvious that there is something about this show that just doesn’t click with the audience.
Now, I’m not here to tell you that those complaints are invalid (because they aren’t) all I’m trying to do here is explain why those aspects aren’t hindering my enjoyment.

I’ll start by addressing the pacing, from there on I can ... address the other two complaints.
This show is an incredibly slow-burn, and it’s easy to see how this puts off a lot of viewers. But what made me like this pacing has to do with the characters. It’s immediately clear that something is off about them; the pseudo-philosophy, static demeanour and emotionless voices- this is what got me interested.
One of the questions presented in the first episode is if a machine with human aspects should be considered a human. At first, I thought it was just trying to shoehorn in as much philosophy in its 24-minute runtime, but as I got further into the series I started to realise what they meant by it.
You should not see these people as real humans. That will only leave you with disappointment. Instead, you should see them as characters, and it’s your job to pick out the human parts to latch onto.
This may just sound like a bad excuse for badly written characters, and yeah, maybe it is. But for me, it’s something special, something I can look forward to every week.
Now that I’m done with my little soapbox speech, I’ll start with the more objective aspects of the show.

The art is good, about what you’d expect from anime in 2017, but the lack of movement may be a deal-breaker for you if the dialogue isn’t enough to keep you watching. And some characters were off-model in the last episode (13).
The sound is excellent for what it is. It’s used very conservatively, and that works in its favour.

Thanks for taking the time to read my ramblings. I’m not good at putting my thoughts into words, and this was my first attempt at writing a review, so please do not hesitate to tell me your criticisms.