While Season 1 of RWBY held all the untapped interest for me that a show could possibly have, Season 2 faced the problem of me already knowing a lot of the things that happened in it—for worse or… mostly worse. While many of the pacing problems from the first season seem to have been worked out, the second season faces the typical problem of many intermediary parts of other stories. There was too much to set up in not enough time, and not enough reasons to really care about everything that was happening. Yet despite itself, Season 2 still managed to introduce some important aspects to the Remnant’s universe and some really cool villains, in addition to some (very) small moves towards more diversity.
In my corner of the internet, it’s difficult to avoid mentions of RWBY. The webshow just finished up its third season, and understandably fans were exploding with all the feelings that usually come with an intense finale. However, something about this time actually prompted me to go check out what all the fuss was about—something big happened, and despite not being in the fandom, I wanted to know. So, being the rational person I am, I skipped right to the last two episodes of Season 3, spoiling everything for myself and saying “fuck it” to character arcs. Yet it was thanks to that impulsiveness that I finally decided to sit down and watch the show in its entirety. While I know that people love the characters, the general consensus in the parts of fandom that I see is that the show itself isn’t written very well. So, going into the episodes proper, I wasn’t exactly expecting much. And what did I get? Something charmingly imperfect, and better than I was led to believe.