Barely censored boobage: check.
Hirano nosebleeds: check.
My predictive powers are second to none! More after the jump.
So episode 06 was the mega-fanservice orgy we all expected. Is it out of your system now, High School of the Dead? Can we move on? I hope so.
Not that I’m philosophically against fanservice; I’m just against the blatant, unjustified, unrefined kind, like Nurse Marikawa’s antics. And while we’re at it, why is everyone hating on Pedo-sensei but not the Amazingly Busty Nurse? The worse Pedo-sensei has done is gently caress a school girl’s face to comfort her, and his nasty reputation could be the product of some harsh grading methods. Meanwhile, Nurse Marikawa struts around in a towel, fondling underage boys’s crotches and behaving like the world’s biggest cocktease. So Pedo-sensei’s a monster, but the Amazingly Busty Nurse is… ditzy? Yay for feminist double standards.
And yet, even as it seeks to assault our senses with exposed flesh and titillating camera angles, High School of the Dead still manages to do quite a few things right:
- Saeko has just skyrocketed to the top of my list after her refusal to join Komuro’s harem. And for wearing nothing but an apron and a thong while cooking. The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach!
- Even as the gang enjoys a light evening of fanservice and adding to their arsenal, the rest of the world is slowly going mad. What’s the difference between a truck full of dead babies and a truck full of bowling balls? The bowling balls don’t rip their mother’s throat out.
- Takagi doesn’t get much screen time, but she’s starting a trend of knocking down the fourth wall, which seems to continue in the next episode.
- Komuro and Rei have this aborted attempt at making out, near the end, that’s uncannily realistic in its awkwardness. They don’t even reach the kissing stage: they just start rubbing on each other and slowly slide down to the floor. Yet that awkwardness, and the belabored breathing, make it an incredibly sweet and sexy scene.
Hopefully, this brief layover in Fanservice Land will now be followed by more zombie-killing, excruciating moral dilemnas, courageous puppies and lolis in distress. You wait and see, I’m fairly sure I’ll still be batting 1.000 next week.
