Saturday, May 27, 2017
Girls' Last Tour Volume One Review
The almost plotless adventures Slice of Life adventures of two girls thoughtful and philosophical Chito and dimwitted Yuuri who travel around in the remains of an unspecified future after the collapse of civilization and all it's infrastructure. Chronicles everything from finding food and fuel to washing clothes and using snow melt to wash clothes. While sometimes having reflective moments on the meaning of existence in this cold and seemingly barren wasteland of a world. Chito for her part feels more like a mother burdened with a overgrown child but also seems to care for the oafish Yuuri while Yuuri is capable of both animal cunning and child like wonder. Making for an interesting paring in the bleak wasteland of their continued existence. If anything can be said of the series it is an haunting look into the world after the end. That captures the mood of a series like Night on the Galactic Railroad or Galaxy Express 999. Making for an almost meditative experience in it's quieter moments with long drawn panels of silent snow covered debris. While the loose sketchy art style gives the entire series a rough hewn lived in quality nothing has a cold or inorganic computer aided look to it. I also have to give credit for working in a sly reference to Ryunosuke Akutagawa's Novel The Kappa. It feels dismissive to call this a "mood piece". As that seems to make it all about the emotions the work of art creates. No it is very much a story with stakes ranging from the small to the great and allowing the characters to be multifaceted without feeling like a cobbled together Chimera of archetypes. Chito can be short tempered and even snappish at times. A haunting travel through a post-apocalyptic future with two unlikely friends this is a series that is a bleaker more world weary slice of life Manga while still able to enjoy life Chito and Yuuri are also hampered by basic survival needs. Making for a grounded look at after the end, not a series for those who like sprightly pacing. Yet a volume the luxuriates in the little moments of intimacy and the stark beauty of the landscape.