Hellsing
Réalisateur Umanosuke Iida
Scénariste Chiaki J. Konaka
Studio d’animation Gonzo
D'après l'oeuvre de Kōta Hirano
Scénariste Chiaki J. Konaka
Studio d’animation Gonzo
D'après l'oeuvre de Kōta Hirano
Hellsing Ultimate
Réalisateur Tomokazu Tokoro
Studios d’animation Rondo Robe, Satelight Wild Geese,Graphinica Kelmadick
D'après l'oeuvre de Kōta Hirano
Studios d’animation Rondo Robe, Satelight Wild Geese,Graphinica Kelmadick
D'après l'oeuvre de Kōta Hirano
Cet anime se déroule au Royaume-Uni, à notre époque, où une puissante organisation, la fondation Hellsing (vous connaissez Van Hellsing, celui qui a tué Dracula ? Ben c'en est le fondateur !), se bat contre les entités surnaturelles afin de protéger le peuple anglais. Leur meilleur élément fait partie de ceux qu'ils chassent, en effet, il s'agit d'un maitre vampire, du nom d'Alucard, qui fut jadis asservi par l'ancêtre de l'actuelle dirigeante de la fondation, scellé par le père de cette dernière, et enfin réveillé par celle ci, Integra Wingates Hellsing.
Ce manga a connu deux adaptations en animes, Hellsing et Hellsing Ultimate, la deuxième étant plus fidèle a l'histoire d'origine, et donc bien plus trash ! Cette deuxième adaptation compte 10 OAV de 50min numéroté de I à X. La première adaptation ne compte que 12 épisode de 20 min, et se détourne rapidement de la trame principale, ce qui ne l'empêche pas d'être très réussie également !
Dans ces deux adaptations, Alucard sauve dès le première épisode une représentante des forces de l'ordre, Victoria Seras, qu'il transformera en vampire et qui le suivra dans ses missions pour la fondation.
Viens ensuite le personnage énigmatique du majordome de la maison Hellsing, Walter C. Dornez, qui conçoit les armes d'Alucard et de Seras.
Dans le clan ennemi, nous retrouvons le Père Alexander Anderson, membre de la ssection XIII du vatican et inquisiteur, qui possède un pouvoir de régénération, c'est a dire que si on lui coupe un bras, ben ca repousse, mais faut le temps...
Il ne faut pas oublier que le Royaume-Uni n'est pas un pays catholique, suite a un désaccord d'un de ses rois avec le Vatican. c'est un pays de confession Anglicane, et du coup un ennemi du Vatican
Il ne faut pas oublier que le Royaume-Uni n'est pas un pays catholique, suite a un désaccord d'un de ses rois avec le Vatican. c'est un pays de confession Anglicane, et du coup un ennemi du Vatican
Après viennent les "vrais" méchant, hélas absents de la première adaptation: les Nazis ! et plus particulièrement Millenium, une armée secrète commandée par le Major, qui est vachement charismatique !
"My friends, it has often been said that I like war.
Friends, I like war.
No, friends, I love war!
I love holocausts. I love blitzkriegs. I love defensive lines. I love sieges, charges, I love mop-up operations, and retreats.
Wars across prairies, in streets, in trenches, in grasslands, in frozen tundras, through deserts, on the sea, in the air, I love every act of war that can occur upon this earth.
I love blasting the enemy to smithereens with artillery salvos that thunder across the lines of battle.
My heart leaps with joy whenever a soldier is tossed into the air and cut to pieces by well placed sniper rounds.
And there is nothing like a tank operator using a Tiger 88 to destroy enemy tanks. And the feeling that comes when a soldier runs screaming from his blazing tank only to be mowed down by heavy machine gun fire, is such an exquisite feeling.
Like when ranks of infantry brandish their bayonets rushing into the enemy line. It moves me deep within my heart to watch a fresh recruit stabbing over and over into the bloated chest of a long-dead enemy.
The sight of deserters being strung up from a street lamp is an irresistible pleasure. And there is nothing more arousing, than the sounds made by prisoners of war dropping like flies, screaming in agony as they're mowed down by ear piercing schmeissers!
When a band of pitiful resistance fighters makes their final stand with nothing but small arms, only to have their city smashed to atoms block by block by 4.8 ton bombshells, I'm in ecstasy.
I love it when my forces are ravaged by a Russian armored division. It's so sad to see towns and villages that were supposed to be defended at all costs, being laid to waste, their women and children being raped, and killed.
I love to be squashed under the heel of the British and American war machines. The humiliation, as my men crawl around like vermin, ducking the yark bombers flying overhead.
Gentlemen... All I ask for is war, a war so grand as to make Hell itself tremble. Gentlemen, I ask you as fellow brothers in arms, what is it you really want? Do you wish for further war as I do? Do you wish for a merciless, bloody war? A war whose fury is built with iron, and lightning, and fire? Do you ask for war to sweep in like a tempest, leaving not even ravens to scavenge, from this Earth!?
Very well. Then war is what you shall have. We are a clenched fist, ready to strike down all who oppose us, with our might. But... After enduring over half a century wallowing in the darkness, for us, a simple "ordinary" war will no longer be sufficient. We need a MASSIVE war! A war beyond any other that man's history has ever known!
We are but a single battalion... The remnants of a defeated army numbering less than a thousand strong. However, I believe that each of you old warriors is worth a thousand of their sickly soft children! We represent a force that could easily defeat an army of a million and one men! It is time for us to awake the ones who sent us screaming into oblivion, and who now lie sleeping. Let's drag them out of bed by the hair, and remind them of what we are! We will remind them of what it feels like to live in fear. We will remind them of the sound our jackboots make against their throats. We will remind them, that there are more things between Heaven and Hell than are dreamt of in their philosophy.
Our Kampfgruppe of one thousand battle-hardened warriors will burn this world down to ash. Yes, my friends! Soon, Europe's charred remains will illuminate the night sky! I have brought you all back just as I promised I would. Back to our favorite battlefield. Back to our beloved war!
At last, the sea lion has crossed the ocean and is heading up the hill! Attention soldiers of the Millennium battalion, this is a message from your commander:
Friends... let's bring them Hell."
Célèbre discours du Major: "I love War"
Un jour, je retranscrirai ca en francais, ca vaut la peine ^^
"My friends, it has often been said that I like war.
Friends, I like war.
No, friends, I love war!
I love holocausts. I love blitzkriegs. I love defensive lines. I love sieges, charges, I love mop-up operations, and retreats.
Wars across prairies, in streets, in trenches, in grasslands, in frozen tundras, through deserts, on the sea, in the air, I love every act of war that can occur upon this earth.
I love blasting the enemy to smithereens with artillery salvos that thunder across the lines of battle.
My heart leaps with joy whenever a soldier is tossed into the air and cut to pieces by well placed sniper rounds.
And there is nothing like a tank operator using a Tiger 88 to destroy enemy tanks. And the feeling that comes when a soldier runs screaming from his blazing tank only to be mowed down by heavy machine gun fire, is such an exquisite feeling.
Like when ranks of infantry brandish their bayonets rushing into the enemy line. It moves me deep within my heart to watch a fresh recruit stabbing over and over into the bloated chest of a long-dead enemy.
The sight of deserters being strung up from a street lamp is an irresistible pleasure. And there is nothing more arousing, than the sounds made by prisoners of war dropping like flies, screaming in agony as they're mowed down by ear piercing schmeissers!
When a band of pitiful resistance fighters makes their final stand with nothing but small arms, only to have their city smashed to atoms block by block by 4.8 ton bombshells, I'm in ecstasy.
I love it when my forces are ravaged by a Russian armored division. It's so sad to see towns and villages that were supposed to be defended at all costs, being laid to waste, their women and children being raped, and killed.
I love to be squashed under the heel of the British and American war machines. The humiliation, as my men crawl around like vermin, ducking the yark bombers flying overhead.
Gentlemen... All I ask for is war, a war so grand as to make Hell itself tremble. Gentlemen, I ask you as fellow brothers in arms, what is it you really want? Do you wish for further war as I do? Do you wish for a merciless, bloody war? A war whose fury is built with iron, and lightning, and fire? Do you ask for war to sweep in like a tempest, leaving not even ravens to scavenge, from this Earth!?
Very well. Then war is what you shall have. We are a clenched fist, ready to strike down all who oppose us, with our might. But... After enduring over half a century wallowing in the darkness, for us, a simple "ordinary" war will no longer be sufficient. We need a MASSIVE war! A war beyond any other that man's history has ever known!
We are but a single battalion... The remnants of a defeated army numbering less than a thousand strong. However, I believe that each of you old warriors is worth a thousand of their sickly soft children! We represent a force that could easily defeat an army of a million and one men! It is time for us to awake the ones who sent us screaming into oblivion, and who now lie sleeping. Let's drag them out of bed by the hair, and remind them of what we are! We will remind them of what it feels like to live in fear. We will remind them of the sound our jackboots make against their throats. We will remind them, that there are more things between Heaven and Hell than are dreamt of in their philosophy.
Our Kampfgruppe of one thousand battle-hardened warriors will burn this world down to ash. Yes, my friends! Soon, Europe's charred remains will illuminate the night sky! I have brought you all back just as I promised I would. Back to our favorite battlefield. Back to our beloved war!
At last, the sea lion has crossed the ocean and is heading up the hill! Attention soldiers of the Millennium battalion, this is a message from your commander:
Friends... let's bring them Hell."
Célèbre discours du Major: "I love War"
Un jour, je retranscrirai ca en francais, ca vaut la peine ^^
Je ne vous en dis pas plus, ce serait mal de gacher le plaisir de ceux qui souhaiteraient regarder !
Mais si vous êtes sceptiques... Sachez que c'est une des merveilles de la Japanimation, et pour reprendre les termes de mon annuaire préféré (Le Monde de Mbr) cet anime est MYTHIQUE !
Mais si vous êtes sceptiques... Sachez que c'est une des merveilles de la Japanimation, et pour reprendre les termes de mon annuaire préféré (Le Monde de Mbr) cet anime est MYTHIQUE !