Watching Strike Witches end like this reminds me of Jack in The Nightmare Before Christmas, in which he, although being the Pumpkin King the horrific genius of every Halloweens, decides to tackle another holiday that is completely foreign to his nature—Christmas. The end result of his misadventure is complete disaster, just like Strike Witches is, as the Pumpkin King of the Pantsu maddeningly gone mecha.
Now, I know Strike Witches is by designed the Frankenstein of half naked loli combined with flying mecha, but the writers have done so good a job on the former but dismally so on the latter that when they decide to end this show with a big mecha fight, the end result comes out as uninspiring as watching Michael Jordan playing baseball.
Strike Witches 12 should have just given us what it did with the first minute and thirty seconds back in the beginning of episode one—unadulterated, unapologetic, in-your-face screenshots of pantsu back to back nonstop. None of the lame mecha design, nor the half baked, obscure historical inferences. Just give us the show’s bread and butter that are the melons and pantsu.
It’s not that it’s wrong to develop the other aspects of the show; but first, the Warlord mecha looks so damn pre-Evangelion; second, the story ends in such ridiculous fashion with the Neuroi hive disintegrating without giving any fight. This is nearly as bad as how in Macross Frontier the antagonist has resisted being overthrown as a mere android for over 24 episodes, only to be pwned in the last after reaching the pinnacle of her strength. A lesson for all you anime-villian-wannabe: acquiring ultimate power=acquiring guarantee defeat.
Luckily someone on the writing staff must have not forgotten the reason of their success and gives us one last goodie: