In another hairbraned anime watching suggestion, a group of unfortunates came together to share in the pain that is Bobobo-bo Bo-bobo. Expecting random, spastic comedy, the show’s humour was hair today and gone tomorrow. Definitely not in the cutting edge of Japanese animation brought to the Western shores, much of the mane comic drama has been americanised, swamping the native puns in what can only be described as inane stupidity.
If these terrible hair puns are turning you off, imagine nothing but 24 minutes *per episode* of nothing but these atrocities. The main story sees Bobobo teaming up with Beauty, Gasser and Don Patch to defeat...... actually, just completely disregard that plot – the writers most certainly did. After just five episodes, the most common comment amongst the buddy group was “err, what the hell is going on?” Introducing a new adversary seemingly every episode, the ongoing mission is quickly tossed by the way-side as the heroes come face to face with bad guys such as General Jelly Jiggler, Rice and Torpedo Girl. Sadly, those are their real names and not gross spelling mistakes.
The onslaught of randomness comes too fast and hard for anyone with an IQ over 80 to understand. I kept finding my gaze wandering away from the screen to something more exciting, like a spider abseiling down the wall or the second-hand moving on a clock. However, younger viewers will more than likely love the silly jokes, over the top special attacks and the frankly retarded character fusions. Everyone else with an attention span longer than 3 seconds will likely end up confused, as the onscreen action can change in the blink of an eye.
Unfortunately, it seems that much of the humour has been lost in the import across the Pacific. Original humour has blatantly been toned down for our more PC tastes; Bobobo-bo Bo-bobo is awash with playground jokes and only goes to prove inane stupidity alone cannot carry a show. Continuing with the lazy translations, screen after screen of kanji is left untranslated and unexplained, with one scene even going as far as to see Bobobo filling out a form and commenting he didn’t understand the funny symbols. A desperate hunt for a subbed version was fruitless, and so the western world is stuck with a heavily bastardised version of our own making. Thank you Cartoon Network.
“What the hell, did someone doodle over the cells with a pen?”
The groups’ first experience with the bizarre artwork is to ponder how serious the artists are; with scribbled nose-hair pouring out of a butch blonde-afro’d berk, and an orange sun... star... thing... dominating the main stage, it is impossible to take the visuals seriously. This unfortunate feeling continues throughout much of the show, as a very low budget hand-drawn essence brings down the aesthetic quality of Bobobo. The constant puns borrow the styles of other better known anime shows, such as Fist of the Nose Hair (Northstar) and Sailor Moon. Unfortunately, the feel of a grade school project means the visuals never rise above “puerile” and “mediocre”.
Stepping up to the low quality bar, the opening track is on par with the incomprehensible plot; stupidly random lyrics accompany what can only be described as “noise”. The voice acting in the dubbed version of the show suits the characters perfectly: annoying over actors you want to choke to death. Bobobo’s seiyuu comes across as so badly wanting to be African-american, it hurts. I wouldn’t be surprised if the Ali G line “is it because I is black?” was cunningly slipped into the script. The rest of the cast fair no better, however, if grown men frequently putting on girly voices is your thing, then feel free to mark this section up. Otherwise, start the impossible hunt for the original Japanese soundtrack.
All hopes of some likable characters to offset the lack of story were dashed shortly after meeting the main protagonist, Bobobo. When I say “meet”, what I actually mean is “brutally assaulted by”. For a supposed hero, the blonde bouffant-topped prat spends his time cross dressing, beating the crap out of Don Patch (a supposed ally), and going off on completely unrelated tangents. I can think of rabid squirrels with a more affable personality than this idiot.
Beauty is the token female who sadly does not live up to her name, and I don’t think that is meant to be ironic. Her thoughts mostly echo that of the viewer; her face contorts into ugly confusion as she screams “WHAT!!!” for the fifteenth time in an episode as Don Patch reminisces over a lost love with the number 6, or Bobobo undergoes a bizarre fusion into Bobopatchiggler. Kind of understandable really. It seems the writers took the idea of development, slapped it silly, dressed it in a clown suit and instead decided to create a new personality called Dengaku Man – a character with as much point as a blunt arrow.
Apparently, “bobo” means stupid in Filipino... how appropriate. I honestly don’t think I would have finished Bobobo-bo Bo-bobo if it wasn’t for the support and laughs with the buddy group – it really is that terrible. Compare it to having your bikini-line waxed; the first few times are utter pain, but this numbs over time the more you repeat it. Is the excruciating pain and lowering of IQ really worth it? I can safely say that suffering through 76 episodes of this trash has given me the definitive answer of NO. One day I *will* learn that watching shows suggested by Chii is a bad idea....
It is the year 300X, and the Earth is in peril! Tsuru Tsururiina, the evil dictator of the Margarita Empire has sent his elite troops to Earth to snatch every last hair on the heads of the unsuspecting populace! But there is one man who will stand up against the malicious invasion and save everyone from the terrible horror of baldness: Boboboubo Boubobo! Using his secret art of nose hair combat, Boubobo will not rest until the Margarita forces are gone from Earth for good. But can he succeed without the help of the pink-haired girl Beauty, or the mysterious Pickle that follows him around?
As a not-so-closet perv, I love watching anything involving panty-shots, handfuls of cleavage and an innuendo fuelled plot. Although most of my reviews will err on the risque, I also love the obscure, the twisted and things that make you think - drop me a line if you want to discuss any of them!