Just Vibing

dungeon crawler carl is fun because you go into it thinking it'll be an unserious, fun and gratuitously violent action book, and then you get to the very first boss, and then you think, now hold on. Hold on. And then all of a sudden you're seven books deep and insane and also holding on to the indomitable human spirit for dear life and also a crab has to jack off. like holy shit dude. i've got relentless hope and found family in one hand and the world's weirdest foot fetish in the other

it feels like a water balloon of Respect Women Juice. there's this thin skin of litRPG/shonen story, where you are presented with carl, a very bigstrong tall handsome coast guard mechanic. and you're like 'ok cool time to watch a very manly man do man things like blow shit up and kick monsters to death and get ever more capable of solving all his problems with violence' and then almost immediately carl gets locked into appeasing the dungeomaster's foot fetish, because the alternative is dying. all around him women are complex, nuanced people with their own hopes and fears all making a wide variety of good and bad decisions, and at every turn carl would like to know as little as possible about their sex lives. his own consists of a camwhore pedicure routine every night. meanwhile the author is reaching out of the book every couple chapters to write EAT THE RICH really big on your throat. i love this show.