For those of you (still) watching Mouretsu Pirates, who praised it for its hard-ish-fiction approach to sci fi (i.e. none of that G-particle phlebotinum stuff and robots that ignore the laws of physics) in the past 21 episodes and admired it for its unadorned and easygoing story, fear not.
Your expectations are all to be subverted. Now.
Warning: Spoilers ahead, if you care for that kind of thing.
If you can watch episode 22 and, at the end of it, not have your face contorted in that “is-that-truly-a-duck’s-penis” look, then you must’ve somehow missed to rest of the show.
Reference video below for your convenience.
Why do I say this? Because it came out of absolutely nowhere.
I have to say this. I have no choice. This is ridiculous. This is insane. This is the first time I have met a show that made me give a verbal deadpan “what” at the end of the episode.
And using only the last five minutes! I had one eyebrow in my hair and the other in my chin and that still doesn’t fully express the incredulity I had in those closing moments.
This is something I’d expect out of Gundam or Macross, not a slice-of-life space opera, for heavens’ sake.Firstly, we are introduced to some menacing group of space terrorists who hunt down piratekind for some unstated reason, and when we finally meet them their craft turns out to be some bastardised child of a Covenant battlecruiser and one of those plastic clip thingies you use to hold breadbags together.
Okay, that’s still fine, and the hundreds-of-lasers thing makes sense too, but then it starts glowing pink and flying around like a mosquito on crack. While spinning. Really fast. Like, Will-It-Blend? fast. This is still a fucking spaceship that is at least five hundred metres end to end. At this point, I waved a tearful goodbye to Newton and his merry friends, the Three Laws of Motion.Then this guy appears and suddenly I’m thinking, “okay, which show did this guy come out from? Gundam? Macross? What is with that fugly mask?”Plus, he’s standing on top of his ship. In the fucking open. With no breathing apparatus, let alone a spacesuit. I don’t even want to bother mentioning that his ship just finished a freaking faster-than-light (FTL) jump that, last I heard, is one event you seriously need to be indoors for.
Oh, I’m still watching the show, alright. I’ve loved it up till now because it was realistic and fun and mostly harmless. But right about now, I’m thinking about taking that first quality and tossing it off the top of a skyscraper.