Some day I’m going to stop using that
Gladiator reference, but that day is not today. Not when it so
accurately expresses the nature of unpretentious mediocrity like
Quintessential Quintuplets. This is a show that most certainly isn’t
high art… but it’s not trying to be high art, it’s trying to be
somewhat entertaining, to make half an hour of your time a little
better. As such, it seems kind of silly to hold the show accountable
for not being something it never tried to be. In cases like this,
the end product will, admittedly, never make an A-rank grade… but
it can still be judged between the lower brackets based on how well
it accomplishes what little ambition it has. And since its February,
a month the West dedicates to romance thanks to Geoffrey Chaucer
writing a few lines about birds, we’re going to take a look at this
one.
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