Kami-sama no Memo-chou 12 [END]: Alice was kind of useless after all, huh
Don’t be sad. People still love you, even though it’s more for your loli appearance and goth fashion rather than your investigational skills.
You still have a future in the manga adaptation, as delayed as it may be.
I do appreciate you gathering the gang together again. What with the fancy posing shot and all, making it seem as if Narumi was the clumsy fool who’s always 3 steps behind.
I did use the word ‘again’, didn’t I? Perhaps that was a little ambiguous. I should be saying, “I do appreciate you gathering the gang together for the first time since the first episode to make it seem as if this was an actual detective team and not just a girl and her 3 stereotypical misfits.”
The first time. Since the first episode. If you’re only coming off as a detective agency in the first and last episodes, perhaps you should consider the possibility that you’re doing something wrong.
It was simultaneously vindicating – that you did perform the mobile phone trace after all, in accordance to my expectations; and depressing – that it was Narumi who had to get you to do it.
Just imagine, my dear.
If you had performed the mobile phone trace earlier, you would have established Shirou’s location before he could have deployed it as a taunting decoy.
I didn’t actually expect him to be smart enough to lose the phone, since this is the last episode, and I was anticipating a rushed resolution to this investigation.
One point to Shirou, none to you.
Also, because of this late development, we’re now forced to watch Narumi manifest the Internet Tough Guy and beat up a helpless drug junkie.
His expression does carry that distinct aura of “U mad, bro?”
And yes Alice, after being forced to endure that scene of faux masculinity that stemmed as a direct consequence of your failure to act, I am indeed mad.
Let’s take a breather from detailing your failings.
Speaking of breathers, notice that Ayaka has been tracheotomized.
Let’s set aside the negativity, the rage that I feel at Ayaka having an surgical procedure being performed on her – as far as I know, air can be supplied via a face mask, or tracheal intubation at worst; her injuries from her impact did not produce fractures, or an inflammation of the neck, that would justify cutting a hole in her throat, but then again I’m not a medical student so I guess I’m not qualified to comment on this – and let’s concentrate on the discomfort she might feel when she wakes up, with a tube in her throat and all.
Suffice to say that Ayaka’s pain is roughly approximate to the pain I feel when I realized that I’ve wasted at least 2 months of my life covering this anime, hoping that it would get better despite suspicions to the contrary, and being proven right in the end.
Let’s move on.
In last episode’s review I compared Shirou to Professor Moriarty. I realize that this was an error – it implied that you were anywhere near Sherlock Holmes’ level, which you’re not.
Holmes would have scrutinized every piece of evidence that he had gotten his hands on, including the Angel Fix packaging. He wouldn’t have needed to rely on some self-obsessed whiny school student to find this clue for him.
You’re not really a detective, aren’t you, dear girl?
You’re just a hacker. A hacker who spends her time linking her computer to arcade machines to play baseball games.
And even gamers in real life recently managed to replicate the structure of a retrovirus enzyme – a puzzle that had stumped scientists for more than a decade. What have you done lately?
I do have to applaud you for one thing: through your actions, directly or indirectly, you managed to get Narumi to take the Angel Fix.
I’m sure there would have been other ways of tracing the drugs to their source, such as tailing other drug addicts.
But I’m in favour of this plan. Any action that could reduce Narumi into a drug junkie is a win in my book. One point to you, Alice.
Plus, we did get a strange vision of Ayaka with angel wings.
If anything else, it proves that Shirou’s a dirty rotten liar. Those wings aren’t pink.
This drug distribution system was doomed to fail, wasn’t it? It relied on drug addicts wandering through the alleys of Shibuya until they found a dealer, who would only be marked by that tattoo that could only be seen when they were on the drugs.
Which implies that drug addicts could finish their stock of Angel Fix and never be able to find a dealer again.
Not to mention that if they were wandering through the streets while high on the drug, police officers would have tackled him in seconds. Not that there are police officers in this anime.
Which brings me to the next point, which would be the final nail in the coffin.
And that is this: Shirou had no endgame at all.
There was no master plan that involved getting rich on a new drug that had no substitute, no attempt at impressing pharmaceutical companies, no social agenda he was trying to promote or enforce.
He was just screwing around and getting high for shits and giggles. And would probably have died from overdosing or withdrawal or malnutrition or infection or poisoning or even blunt trauma from falling over while seeing visions of
pink angel wings.
Alice, this does seem like you were completely redundant and unnecessary, doesn’t it?
The source of the drug would have offed himself sooner or later. The drug addicts could finish their stock of Angel Fix and never be able to find a dealer again.
Seems like a self-solving problem to me.
I liked how you invoked a bit of Jewish/Christian theology to mess with Shirou in his final moments. Spoken like a spiteful little girl who desperately needed to retain her image of relevance and superiority.
Alice, about the only thing that you did right in this episode was bringing Narumi to the rooftop so that Ayaka’s efforts wouldn’t have gone to waste.
But I can find no data to support your claim that the long-headed poppy “blooms at dawn and wilts within the day”. Perhaps you confused it with the Venice Mallow, or the Jamaican Fever Plant?
At best, it was a possible misinterpretation of the fact that the long-headed poppy wilts within a few days of flowering.
I sincerely hope that this wasn’t another attempt at trying to appear mysterious or dramatic.
Thank goodness for Ayaka waking up.
The last time I felt such enjoyment in this anime, Ayaka’s awakening notwithstanding, was way back in episode 1.
Alice, you yourself clearly defined your own limitations and made yourself a liability.
“I am a NEET Detective. A speaker for the dead. I’m here to dig up words that were lost.”
Which is all fine and good, but you constantly take on cases which involve the living. You are outside your realm of expertise, and it shows.
I don’t actually hate you. I’m not at the point where if there was a season 2, I’d refuse to watch it.
It’s just that all the irritations, all the pacing, direction and scriptwriting issues just kept building up. I had to forcibly stimulate my own interest in this anime, to make an effort to watch each episode and find redeeming qualities when it should have been done for me. And the further into the series, the more effort I needed to expend to get through each successive episode – let’s not even talk about reviewing them.
And now that the series has ended, I have no energy left to feign affection for you, or any character, with the exception of Min-san and Ayaka. I have a feeling that if they had been given greater screentime, I might have ended up not caring for them either.
Perhaps in the future, when I have a working knowledge of the Japanese language, I’ll read the light novels and be pleasantly surprised by the story, the characterization, the deductive ingenuity that you were supposed to exhibit. But until then, I’m just pleased to be able to set this series aside and not think about it anymore.
Here’s hoping that you dump Narumi sooner or later.
P.S. The sooner the better.