Finally, a kindly doctor explains the happenings of the past arc, invoking the full force of his bedside manner on Midoriya.
As the winds of change toss and turn The AniMessenger like a discarded bag of Pocky, he lifts his eyes to the AniHeavens and whispers, “It is time.”
The Pro Heroes and Hero-wannabes continue to fall prey, for the umpteenth time, to a ragtag group of Choco-Morphs and a Hematomaniac Fangirl. Worst. Summer. Ever.
Class 1-A continues their lesson on “how to get destroyed by villains,” this time adding in some “how to destroy yourself so the villains don’t have to.”
The anime powerhouse chugs along, cruising into episode five after pulverizing audience retinas with last week’s Montgomery Springfield Boom-Boom Cannon.
As Paul Revere famously said, “The Villains are coming! The Villains are coming!” Some historians switch “villains” with “British.” And, uh, the villains already came.
After two episodes of raw, unadulterated summaries, My Hero Academia attempts for the third time to kick-start its mojo-motors.
The curtain rolls back on the unofficial season premiere of My Hero Academia—a show primarily concerned with “heros” and their “academic” careers–and Bubble Boy’s secret plan to haremitize his female classmates.
The AniMessenger swoops into the scene, vanquishing the villains who would wrest the Hero Academia from his mitts. The Hero Academia belongs to me. My Hero Academia!
Every now and then a reviewer must put the Precious on the shelf, stop his ears to the clarion call echoing from the anime pits, and take stock.