Kohinata
Yowzers. Do the kids still say that these days? I’ve been gone a while, and for those people out there who say that when “IRL” issues subjugate your blogging it’s really just an excuse for laziness, I challenge you to go through the last week of my life and still blog about cartoon television. Even if I had the readership of some of the mildly popular blogs, physical impossibility is a bitch. I barely got a chance to even watch, so I’ve been catching up.
I figure, why not grab the low-hanging fruit first? What’s the easy task? Oh, yeah. H2O.
Recap contains spoilers if anything could possibly spoil this show for you
It’s all lovely and happy-town for Hayami and Takuma. They’ve kissed, how cute, but this is anime so that makes things more awkward than ever, especially in school.
Lots of crazy hijinks ensue when Hayami, who went from too rich to do anything herself to too poor to have electricty, tries to operate vacuums and washing machines. Takuma does it all for her, thus initiating the great Panty-Seeing of ’08.
Hotaru’s crusty old gramps is still on the warpath, so he tells Takuma and Hayami the great “spoiler.” Uncle Dragonball confirms. Turns out, blah blah arranged marriage, someone else is dead because of some vague horror brought down by the awful Kohinata family and it’s Takuma’s mom.
This sends Hayami into a whirlwhind of nervous apologetic turmoil, but Takuma doesn’t seem to be too bothered. At any rate, blah something, Hayami tries to go back across the bridge but it’s blocked for typhoon preparations, and those two male kids who only exist when we really need them to (and are drawn with the same eye for quality found in Pokemon fan art) find her and beat the everloving crap out of her.
What We’ve Learned
If something bad happened in the past, the Kohinatas are responsible. Also, Takuma’s going blind again. Especially if he looks at Hayami. Which makes perfect sense.
Thoughts
Still trying not to think. H2O does not reward thought.
If they can manage to end this with some sort of twist or story element that does not feel either predictable or totally contrived, that will be the real surprise.
