One of the best(?) parts about being a fan of BEASTARS is the constant state of critical whiplash that you must exist within to even process the narrative fundamentals of Paru Itagaki‘s weird-ass world. In any given episode, you might have two or three scenes that feel utterly brilliant and perfect at nailing the very specific tone and mood that BEASTARS hits when it is at its best. You might also encounter scenes that make you jump up from your chair and scream to nobody in particular: “What the hell is going on? Is this possibly the most ridiculous furry nonsense ever put to screen?” Hell, a lot of the time, you end up experiencing both of these diametrically opposed responses at the exact same time. Here’s a free pull-quote for your marketing material, Netflix: “Watching BEASTARS will make you question whether anything you’ve ever experienced or believed even matters….
