Hello folks, and welcome back to Wrong Every Time. Today we’re taking a trip downtown to the Gingarou Hotel, where I’m told the accommodations are lavish and the shampoo hats are in abundant supply. Yep, it’s time for a fresh episode of Apocalypse Hotel, wherein we will rage at the dying of the light by providing top-notch service for our theoretical clientele.
Apocalypse Hotel’s first episode did a fine job of balancing its unique combination of fatalism and whimsy, echoing the post-apocalyptic embers of shows like Girls’ Last Tour and Kemurikusa. As our own world lurches towards climate disaster, global conflict, or worse, it is oddly reassuring to imagine how life will continue beyond us, and what strange creatures might find comfort in the bones of our once-proud society. You might think post-apocalyptic media nihilistic, but I tend to find it the opposite; stripped of the artifice of civilization, such stories often zero in on precisely what makes us human, the dignity, compassion, and determination that can survive even in the harshest of climates. Let’s see how our staff put their best feet forward today!