So Tsukasa and Isla are at some old lady’s home to retrieve her android. Continue reading →

What an auspicious start to the episode.  Continue reading →

I knew this would happen if Plastic Memories wouldn’t focus on the big picture. Continue reading →

Shows like these are the most infuriating, ’cause you know they can be good, but… they’re just not. Continue reading →

How would it feel to know that my life is predetermined? That’s a heavy question. Continue reading →