It's hard to remember much about the series I've dropped. Forgetting is kind of the point, after all. But looking over my recent reads and ratings...
Art Club Girl - A charming little 4-koma series loved by many. Unfortunately, I didn't laugh, and the art didn't give me any other reason to stick around. Pure comedy is, I think, the least forgiving genre. When it doesn't connect, it's unbearable.
The Reader Has Despaired - Wretched edgelord garbage. Included here to represent the many rape/slave/ryona-themed sewage bowls I've noped out of. I have no idea who might enjoy this sort of thing and, for once, I bless the gift of ignorance.
DEAD Tube - Yamaguchi Mikoto certainly knows how to grab and hold the reader's attention. But the ultra-serious approach to fundamentally silly material made me cringe too hard for long-term engagement. A silly approach to serious things is the ascended master's path.
Dandadan - No cap amazing. Ye should get the Illithids to force all unmapped pinks to read it by remote application of Archonic engram codes (dank ones). But I'm on extended break. Thing is, Dandadan sets out raining surreal and hilarious anvils down upon your dome. Thus concussed, you watch a coherent sci-fi story precipitate from a solution of absurd non-sequitur.
The growth of this improbable illumination seems magical. Mystery and nonsense, however, require shadows. And once Dandadan's lights hit full power, the bones of a standard shonen battle manga lie all too starkly revealed. It's like waking in the arms of a pungent stranger. The bones kept poking me in the eye, saying, "lol u hate me rite?" So yeah. We on break.
Akebi-chan's Nude Uniform - Though quite tame, I found the simpering cuteness and "purity" of this series repulsive. The fact that it caters to the uoogh! crowd doesn't offend me. Someone has to take their money. But if that's your niche, don't try to pass the slime trail off as wholesome nostalgia for the innocence of childhood. Slug hard or gtfo.
Hospital Porn Activity - This is a token example lazily chosen, but I wind up dropping 99/100 sleezy "long strip" series after the initial binge. The damn things tend to go on forever without getting anywhere, and the art almost always lacks flavor. As a rule, pointlessly convoluted soap opera plotting is the absolute
last thing I want from comics. And soulless art-by-committee, no matter how technically accomplished, runs a very close second (no, color does not help).
Moscow 2160 - Dropped because I did not wish to continue seeing it. Though I also found the story irritating, that hardly matters. Eyeball repellant is, with rare exceptions, a one-punch dealbreaker. I'm not disparaging Moscow 2160's art, by the way. It's objectively fine. But I seem to be allergic.
Re:zero 3, Daisanshou - V1 C3 killed the entire franchise for me (corresponds to E12 of anime S1, and C1 of LN V4). In this chapter, Emilia, the woman MC Subaru claims to love, makes a very simple request, practically begging him to respect her by taking it seriously. Unable to weasel out, our brave romantic hero grudgingly agrees.
However, since actually
honoring Emilia's request would sideline him during a significant moment in her life - one that does not in any way concern him - Subaru immediately decides to break his promise. His justification, endlessly repeated throughout Re:zero, is that he desperately wants to be important to Emilia and, more crucially, to "protect" her.
So Subaru charges off after his beloved, resulting in disaster. Does he learn anything from it? Does he question the narcissistic "heroism" that prompted him to betray Emilia? Of course not! Subaru instead doubles down because AAGH, MUST PROTEC!! Which might be ok, if the story didn't wind up celebrating his garbage values and behavior. Which it 100% does 🤮
I hate this sequence of events more than any other I've encountered in manga/anime (the big drop in 2020's
When They Cry extension isn't far behind). Not because what I've described is the worst thing imaginable - far from it - but because I'd so enjoyed Re:zero prior to that point. And I couldn't forgive it afterward.
P.S. In reviewing the above selections, please do not notice that I am a fulltime trash hoover. Thanx