Hello folks, and welcome back to Wrong Every Time. Today I’m delighted to announce we’re returning to Masaaki Yuasa’s bold full series debut, as we explore a fresh episode of the dazzling Kemonozume. Maintaining the fluidity of form and sharpness of concept that defines much of his early work, Kemonozume has offered an alternately whimsical and brutal tale of star-crossed lovers, as reluctant hunter Toshihiko and repentant Flesh-Eater Yuka seek a place where their love can bloom.
Each episode so far has offered a vivid procession of angular, evocative compositions, realizing the hopes and fears of our heroes through the ecstatic beauty and shadowy contours of their living world. Upon that grand stage he has laid a narrative rich in implications regarding gender, identity, and familial obligation, complimented by an evocative mythology that turns the eternal journey towards mutual understanding into a life-or-death source of prejudice and paranoia. This world is a powder keg set to blow, and I’m eager to bask in the beauty of its funeral pyre. Let’s get to it!