Remember “Batman: The Animated Series” from ’92, the super art deco film noir one? And Erin Esurance? This is that, but in red.
The art and action animation are nicely done. It never has high detail, and sometimes smooth art deco looks too much like paper cutouts, but if you like this kind of thing, it works.
Opens with an annoying detective Chase with an outrasheous fronsh aaacksent by way of Monty Python, Julia a little lesbian cop with an iPad, “Red” running on rooftops, and “Player” (now her sidekick instead of the antagonist like in the games), a hikikomori otaku nerd who plays Control over a radio like Theora in Max Headroom.
Carmen’s a running, jumping, grappling-hook-shooting superhero (antihero, but not really that anti-), which I’d chalk up to cartoon physics except Chase is merely human, risks a broken neck trying a rooftop chase. The other pro thieves also have amazing powers and advanced tech, which always makes me wonder why they don’t start businesses to sell this tech instead of committing crimes.
However, then they start having dialogue and flashbacks, and the show grinds to a halt. The writing is stiff and formal, everyone clearly enunciates in silly accents, then LOOOOONG pauses between lines. Howard Hawks, where are you when we need you for some talking-over witty banter?! Well, long-dead, just like my patience with this fucking monologue they’re STILL doing since I started writing this paragraph.
Of course everyone is obsessed with their tiny glass rectangles now, and can’t imagine a world where anyone isn’t. Would it be too much to ask for non-phone-based tech? I miss the videogames’ insistence that everywhere is in reach of a home computer or phone booth.
Eventually her Thief School (oh no) cohort become Graham Crackle, Le Chevre (goat cheese), El Topo (the Jodorowsky film?), Tigress (clearly a fursuited camwhore), and Mime Bomb (horrific).
So, uh, there’s a gem, the Eye of Vishnu. And we first see this dug up in Morocco. Which is, what, 6000 miles west of anyone who has ever worshipped Vishnu?! WHAT THE FUCK, SHOW. You have one job, which is to teach geography & history, and this is a failing grade.
The final caper in the school is not bad, though, and sets up her nom de guerre, costume, and a long-term goal for the series.
Started to watch a third ep, but the whinging ginger driver annoyed me so I stopped for now.