Chatting with my gal pal who's 16 hours behind, I spilled that today marks the grand finale of "Only Friends." She shot back with a nugget about an Omakase Japanese restaurant in San Francisco named "Friends Only." Oh, the serendipity! I'm making a beeline there the moment I touch down next month. I can hardly wait for both!
Sand: "Until...He came along. It's like somebody presses pause on all my 24 hours. Next thing I know...I'm living…
If these six characters were my pals in real life, the duo that would have me pacing the floor are Sand and Ray. As the story goes, they've navigated through many a stormy weather, and the thought of them calling it quits is a scene I'd rather skip. However, if they decide to brave the storm together, I predict a series of misunderstandings and spats on the horizon. Ah, I might just have to binge-watch from a safe distance.
Now, Boston and Nick's storyline in episode eleven was a round of applause in my living room! They've now traded hearts and are officially sailing in love's boat in my narrative. Yet, the long-distance rhythm isn’t always in sync, and if they decide to take a breather, I’m here, cheering them on from the shore.
Lastly, there's me, with a heart and mind not yet tuned to the same frequency when it comes to blessing Mew and Top. But that’s a solo act. If they send over a wedding invite, count me in—I’ll be there, ready to toast to their duet.
It’s a delightful coincidence to cross paths again, especially over a shared appreciation for this show. Your…
Absolutely, I've watched "River's Edge" and it struck a chord. This film is a journey into the early '90s suburban Tokyo, unveiling the tumultuous teenage quest for identity amidst a cold urban landscape. Adapted from Kyoko Okazaki's cult 1994 manga, it weaves a tale of disheartened high schoolers, particularly focusing on the bond between Haruna and her gay classmate Ichiro, who navigate a world of bullying and societal indifference. Directed by the adept Isao Yukisada, the film encapsulates the era with nostalgic frames, old-school fashion, and the quaint 4:3 TV aspect ratio, while exploring universal themes of alienation and the search for meaning. "River's Edge" is a reflective gaze into youth's ennui, painting a poignant picture of a time where seeking identity echoes with both melancholy and enduring hope. I need to revisit it to focus on Uesugi Shuhei's performance. Thank you for mentioning this masterpiece.
Ryuji and Ida (from Keita Hatsukoi) take a delicate dance around confessions from same-sex pals, turning the gears in their heads to unravel the threads of love and liking. Yet, unbeknownst to them, they're already caught in Cupid's playful snare. Perhaps, even Ryuji's cat and Ida's dog are rolling their eyes, knowing their masters have been love-struck for a while now.
Damn... I almost fell inlove with Alcohol 😅. Do you write? If not you should and let me read it.😅
Ah, my words finding a fan is a plot twist I didn't see coming! If I penned tales, you'd be the first to have a read. For now, I'm just scripting comments and awaiting the next episode with bated breath. 😅
Ah. I always like how you put my thoughts into words...Glad to see a familiar face here.Now, I don't wanna be…
Hi friend! Ah, you’ve echoed the chorus in my head! I too found myself yearning for a pinch of grit amid the fluff. Meen as a gangster was more of a stretch than my disbelief. Ping’s facial expressions are a narrative on their own, oscillating between intrigue and a meme in the making. And oh, the overplayed drunken trope, it’s like a rerun of yesteryears in a 2023 setting. As for the Wal blame game, it’s high time the lens of culpability shifted. Here's to less trope tripping and more narrative sizzle in the episodes ahead—I'll be giving episode two a chance!
Before the last episode, I just want to take the time and praise all people involved in this nerve racking, cannot…
Absolutely! This series has turned my usually silent admiration into a comment section marathon. It's a rare spectacle that nudges me to type away my awe. The journey from episode one to the finale has been nothing short of extraordinary. Hats off to everyone involved!
Gotta love a BL that gives us a fluffy plot with an angel, while also giving us a convo where the angel says he…
Ah, the tale where an angel, with a demeanor of a tiny adult, mildly chides Koki for his rough edges, born not from lewdness but a life less charmed, less schooled. His tender thoughtfulness shines through nonetheless. Our angel's innocent misread of "deli" - a colloquial for a certain kind of adult service in Japanese, not a short for delivery, marks a virgin naivety contrasting vividly with Koki's unrefined authenticity. Their shared roof crafts a scenario of easeful tension, a dance of contrasting tunes, both amusing and heartrending.
This show proves why it's wrong to make assumptions based on a show's promotional descriptions. Because I went…
Your insights slice through the show’s facade, unmasking its unexpected gravitas. Much like you, I was tethered to its narrative, finding a therapeutic touch in its exploration of loss—a theme set to unfurl as the tale marches on. Who knew a whimsical angel could ferry us through such murky waters with a sprinkle of humor?
I read this review and thought, "Wow, this person truly has a talent for precise, descriptive language in her…
It’s a delightful coincidence to cross paths again, especially over a shared appreciation for this show. Your kind words about my review are much appreciated. The manga adds a beautiful depth to the story, definitely worth a read. Looking forward to more engaging discussions in the future!
Now, Boston and Nick's storyline in episode eleven was a round of applause in my living room! They've now traded hearts and are officially sailing in love's boat in my narrative. Yet, the long-distance rhythm isn’t always in sync, and if they decide to take a breather, I’m here, cheering them on from the shore.
Lastly, there's me, with a heart and mind not yet tuned to the same frequency when it comes to blessing Mew and Top. But that’s a solo act. If they send over a wedding invite, count me in—I’ll be there, ready to toast to their duet.