[Anime]Jungle de Ikou
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Yuji Moriyama Kazuhiro Wakabayashi
Eri Sendai Hayashibara Megumi Kaneta Kimotsuki Kappei Yamaguchi Ryunosuke Obayashi Mako Hyoudou
Toshihiko Nakajima Akiko Yazima Sumi Shimamoto Sumie Baba Fumihiko Tachiki
|Japan Released:1997/03/26(Wed) Media(ex. DVD)|
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2004/04/23 Best(+3 pnt) [Edit/Delete/Suggest to delete/Show only this review or post sympathy comment/]
by A Nigga that loves tities (Skip) Review history[Good:1(100%) Normal:0(0%) Bad:0(0%)] / Provider: 38619 Host:38724 Browser: 5419
The best boobs in the world i love the giant size boobs with the little bit of clevage makes me want to masterbate i love MII!
2004/03/20 Best(+3 pnt) [Edit/Delete/Suggest to delete/Show only this review or post sympathy comment/]
by Joey (Skip) Review history[Good:2(100%) Normal:0(0%) Bad:0(0%)] / Provider: 19599 Host:19302 Browser: 3646
I love it! I always masturbate looking at Mii's pics, I just can't get enough of them!
2002/11/02 Normal(+0 pnt) [Unable to delete by yourself/Suggest to delete/Show only this review or post sympathy comment/]
by Aya-chan (Skip) Review history[Good:42(84%) Normal:6(12%) Bad:2(4%)] / Provider: 0 Host:2676
Well... I like the opening song! -^.^-
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by akio (Skip)
For a certain subset of anime watchers, Jungle de Ikou may be perfect entertainment. Jungle de Ikou caters (or panders, if you prefer) to particular tastes, which I confess to share. My review will be very positive. However it seems fair to mention that a lot of people don't like this anime at all. My review contains few surprises; it will either reaffirm your interest in the title or strengthen your resolve to avoid it at all costs.
<p><dd>The plot is a trifle, functional but inconspicuous. Series creator Yuji Moriyama borrows heavily from Ranma 1/2 and its kind, cooking up a familiar blend of exaggerated physical comedy, romantic sparring, magical transformations, awkward sexual curiosity, and a lot of weirdness spread all around. Specifically, we are introduced to Natsumi, a 10-year-old Japanese schoolgirl whose father is a dashing archeologist. Returning from expeditions in New Guinea, he presents to his daughter a pair of ancient earrings. Natsumi falls asleep while wearing them, and in her dreams meets up with a grotesque pot-bellied man wearing an elephant tusk on his crotch. He introduces himself as the God of Soil, Ahamu. Ahamu gives Natsumi a freaky skull necklace and teaches her an ancient dance of power, consisting of much hip-shaking and breast-grabbing. Supposedly the dance will help Natsumi out of a jam later on. Ahamu also tells Natsumi to watch out for Ongo, the God of Destruction, who is due to start tearing things up in Tokyo pretty soon. Natsumi awakens and finds that she is wearing the skull necklace from the dream. More puzzling is the super deformed jungle kid staring her in the face. He turns out to be Ongo, but he looks so harmless that Natsumi disregards Ahamu's warning. Venturing out of Natsumi's house, Ongo gets a taste of culture shock but discovers that he likes the taste of whale meat. Using jungle magic, Ongo summons a whale...
And here Jungle de Ikou begins to show its flip side. For twenty minutes, the story has been wacky but relatively tame. One might imagine the plot to continue in the same manner, following Natsumi to school, at home, etc. But Jungle de Ikou is about release, and in the last portion of each episode, all restrained forces burst loose in astonishing larger-than-life fashion. Natsumi's mundane Tokyo life gives way to the rhythms of the jungle. As a tidal wave floods the city and a monstrous blue whale drifts between the submerged skyscapers, Ongo cries out "I didn't know it would be so big!" The audience is likely to have a similar reaction.
Once the jungle powers have wreaked sufficient havoc, the shy and tom-boyish Natsumi heaves a sigh - the sound of her dignity evaporating - and jumps hips-first into the magical dance. Initially mortified, Natsumi gradually surrenders herself to the beat, concluding her dance with an orgasmic shriek. The red light fades, the dust settles, and in natsumi's place stands the Goddess of Flowers, Mii. This occurs with pleasing regularity at the end of each episode.
Mii is the spirit of the jungle, the maternal goddess, the embodiment of love and warmth and, by all means, health and natural bounty. Moriyama's keen attention to detail renders these themes symbolically in Mii's character design. Well, to tell the truth, Mii's character design must be the least subtle aspect of Jungle de Ikou's three-episode parade of bright, bold goofiness. But if one cannot credit Moriyama with subtlety, at least the man's got guts. What other mainstream comedy farce endows its female lead with such startlingly great and pendulous breasts - and dares to clothe her in little more than a hankerchief? Anime is flooded with buxom bounce divas, but Mii trounces them all with a decisive wobbling shake of that massive and perpetually-well-oiled bosom. Amazing Nurse Nanako made headlines for its heroine's perky, hyperactive chest, but Jungle de Ikou multiplies the effect with sheer volume. It's as though Moriyama were trying to prove something, or maybe reacting to a dare. But enough said; Mii has enough cleavage for an entire third-world country.
And that's the heart of it. Surely readers have their minds made up by now. If your face is wrinkled into a raisin, avoid Jungle de Ikou at all costs. On the other hand, if any of this sounds remotely reasonable to you, heaven help you, and enjoy.