Fantasy for Pedophiles
Have you ever sat in front of the TV or your laptop and wondered what the dumbest thing to watch might be, after binging every single episode of The Big Bang Theory, Two and a Half Men, and How I Met Your Mother? The answer is: In Another World with My Smartphone. That’s the dumbest thing. Not the dumbest anime—no—but simply the dumbest thing that has ever been created and then broadcast anywhere, at any time, in any way. By a mile. By a mile the dumbest.
What’s it about? The fifteen-year-old Touya Mochizuki is accidentally killed by God with a lightning bolt. As an apology, God lets him live again—but since he can’t send him back to his old world, he reincarnates him in a fantasy world instead, granting him one free wish.
Touya uses that wish to take his smartphone with him into the new world, which God kindly upgrades as well. He can’t contact his old world with it, but the phone can easily be recharged with magic and otherwise works just like it did before. He can read news websites from his world and even use Google Maps for his new fantasy world.
Since God happens to be having a pretty good day, he also boosts Touya’s physical, magical, and cognitive abilities on top of that—basically as compensation for accidentally murdering him. Touya makes full use of his second chance at life and befriends lots of different people, mainly women and high-ranking figures in the new world. He begins traveling from country to country, resolving political disputes, completing small quests, and casually enjoying himself with his newly found allies.
What at first sounds like a nice little anime adventure you could watch in between other things soon turns out, after the opening episodes, to be a pointless parade of boobs. After Touya meets about ten different run-of-the-mill girls in the first few episodes—ranging from toddlers to sex bombs to a 600-year-old vampire queen in a teenage body—the story quickly devolves into nothing but the question of which of the under-served minors Touya will eventually marry.
In Another World with My Smartphone feels like it was written by a pubescent twelve-year-old who has absolutely no idea how social interactions are supposed to work in order to make even the slightest bit of sense.
For example, one episode revolves solely around the extremely important question of which of the ten walking fantasy pin-ups for perverts gets to show Touya her more-or-less existent underwear first. Every now and then a few ninjas, monsters, or dragons show up, but they’re dealt with within five minutes so the show can quickly return to what it considers the important stuff.
I watched In Another World with My Smartphone all the way to the end. Not because I hoped the series might somehow turn things around and tell an adventurous story in what initially looks like a cliché fantasy world—no. After the first three episodes it was already clear to me that this was all garbage.
And In Another World with My Smartphone isn’t stupid in a funny way or dumb in an entertaining way. No—it’s simply awful. Plain and simple. Honestly, I was just too lazy to turn it off and find something else to play in the background while I jotted down stock market prices or something.
Everyone responsible for In Another World with My Smartphone, or involved in its creation, should be sued into the ground. You know me: I like breasts. Small ones, big ones, young ones, old ones, light ones, dark ones. And I don’t care if feminism gets trampled underfoot, as long as it makes sense within the world being presented to me.
That’s the great thing about movies and TV shows: they can show whatever they want. They don’t have to be role models. They can go over the top. Just because some poor idiot gets shot every week in CSI: Miami doesn’t automatically mean every viewer thinks murder is a good thing.
But In Another World with My Smartphone simply makes no sense—for anyone. Neither for the audience nor for the characters. And just when you’ve finally settled a bit into the characters and the world and think, Well, it’s not that bad, the creators throw a few more half-naked lunatics into the animated harem for idiots.
What haven’t we had yet? Robots with boobs? Here you go! A scientist in stockings? Here you go! A twelve-year-old with a marriage fetish? Here you go! Now everyone fight over Touya—the uptight loser in the white pimp coat whose only defining trait is a magical phone. Even the most pedophilic Harald would probably feel like he’s being thoroughly messed with while watching In Another World with My Smartphone.
If you’re thinking about giving In Another World with My Smartphone a try just to form your own opinion, then I can only say: No. I forbid it. Every raccoon run over multiple times on the Route 66 can give you a better story than whatever was cobbled together here into an anime while the creators sat at their drawing boards with their pants open and eventually threw any semblance of plot overboard so that irrelevant fantasy girls could outdo each other minute by minute in their desperate horniness. In Another World with My Smartphone is the dumbest thing. By a mile. By a mile the dumbest.