At 22 minutes, episodes occasionally strain the limits of its dialogue-free, roar-heavy approach to storytelling. As an event, though—as a dose of bracingly original animation from a master of the form—it’s hard to question its few missteps. After all, everybody’s gotta eat.
Through the lens of two characters, a man and a dinosaur, “Primal” is a piece of elemental storytelling that finds some real emotional depth without either of its protagonists uttering a single word of dialogue.
Extremely immersive and unique experience. The lack of dialogue is a very welcome change.
I love how Fang has a personality and attitude and pet-like mannerisms. I love the supernatural enemies they face and the bond Spear and Fang have. It's just a fantastic show.
Epic yet intimate, Primal is awash in eye-popping imagery. ... Tartakovsky has long been a distinctive force in TV animation and this is another winner, a spare storytelling experiment that plays like nothing else in the current landscape.
Primal restores a genuine sense of awe regarding how you can use the format for something besides shits and giggles. It’s storytelling at its most basic, sound and images moving faster than a speeding velociraptor and brimming with soulfulness.
Loved every second of it, great story telling with visuals but it has no dialogue which works perfect, but may not be for some. Absolutely gorgeous animation, incredible color use, and great sound. If you’re an artist or love animation, I don’t know how you don’t love this show. Even if you have issues with it bare minimum it is a 7/10 just for the art style and aesthetic.
Even just 5 episodes in, Primal is a narrative and visual force to be reckoned with. Don't mind the naysayers struggling to correctly spell 'aesthetically' - this is a series to cherish.
Loved Samurai Jack and Dexter's lab but this show is not nearly as good as other reviewers believe. For one, it takes itself far too seriously and that is very arrogant for a show that demands an immense suspension of disbelief in almost every single frame. Samurai Jack on the other hand knew how to cleverly add self-deprecating humour in all its epsiodes.
Tartakovsky reprises its samurai films/Dragonball fighting scenes but with far less poetry and originality. The still scenes are also far too similar to typical mangas and lack the virtuosity in editing that made Samurai Jack so fluid and , I dare say, resemble an operatic ballet.
By stripping its esthetics to the bare minimum, Tartakovsky became not primal, but primitive.