This achingly sweet little self-contained series sees the earnestly anxious Haru reaching a bit of an existential impass and trying to find herself whilst working at a resort for knackered Pokémon (presumably tired from all the imprisonment and blood sports). It's transfixingly serene and extraordinarily beautiful but so, so brief. It's more like looking at a beautifully made diorama than actually watching a series. I kept finding myself longing for episodes of the old 90s series to be re-done in this beguilingly detailed stop-motion style. Except for the Poké-rap. Nobody needs to see that in more detail.
Review of Pokémon Concierge
