I cried so much reafing this TuT Here we have a world full of robots, and they can be just like real humans!! Until when can we consideer it as just a machine? It's a cute and lovable story, who talks about the different types of love, and how people are judged by society about who they love and want to pass their lifes with. The love of the parents for a kid, the frsternal love, the love between same gender, and even love between machine and human, they're all different types of love, and all of them are real love.
A classic. Goes into a lot of themes; what it means to love someone, moving on from sadness, self-actualization, what it means to be human - there just happens to be a lot of T&A, which, hey, if you want some sexy existentialism, here you go
Pretty much a staple Clamp work. Honestly, it's probably the work where Clamp is their most Clampiest. For me, that means beautiful and detailed artwork using their "love-it-or-hate-it" art style and a throwaway story that patronizes you the entire time.
Chobits had both of those in spades. On the one hand, it's lushly drawn with decadent dresses and laces and breasts-a-plenty, but on the other, you're essentially reading 88 chapters of the same sentence over and over: "A someone just for me". The story could have been a fourth of the length and wouldn't lose anything for it.
I wish they would get a better editor. They insult their audience by how often they repeat "key ideas" over and over, as if their audience isn't smart enough to understand metaphors or symbolism but somehow should know every shitty reference they try to cram into their under-utilized works. I'm really done with it all. They're not a bad team. They could make something really special if they would just have faith in their audience to take away their own meaning from their books instead of beating them with it.