Folks, I’d say it’s about time we watch some more Girls’ Last Tour. This post-apocalyptic slice of life adventure’s first two episodes were an altogether lovely time; the show hasn’t really been making any grand philosophical statements or anything, but it’s done an excellent job of conveying the felt, sensory experience of Chi and Yuu’s journey. I’ve been particularly impressed by how well the lighting and sound design convey the sensation of traveling through heavy snowfall, from the muffled crunch of footsteps through snow, to the way snow can either steal your voice away or filter it through an alienating echo, as if there’s always someone just out of sight, shadowing your path and your voice.
Atmosphere-centric strengths like that have given Girls’ Last Tour an alternating sense of solemnity and quiet menace, which in turn serves to counterbalance the girls’ seemingly carefree adventures. Whether this show will continue to excel as a muted, contemplative tone piece or embrace more narrative structure remains to be seen, but I was happy to see the quest for high ground give us at least a general goal last episode. I mean, you kinda need something to hope for in a world like this, right? Regardless, wherever their journeys take them, I’m happy to spend some more time traveling with these blobby companions. On to episode three!

