If one takes a convoluted path of comparisons, "The Blue of the Ocean" is something like an under‑"Exile" or a re‑"Last Submarine." We moved in the Gonzo way, but without Gonzo investments. If described in my own words: apocalypse, a new world above the drowned old one, submarines, a set of heroes of all ages (according to the most democratic, Old‑Testament‑like quota: "each creature in pairs") – from newborns to old women, an adult indeterminate "truth" (everyone seems right… and yet everyone fights), children"s trinket‑jokes, and a completely Disney‑like ostrich with the brows of historical gensek. If recommending, then – to children (let them laugh at the ostrich, empathize with families right away in the first episode!) – they say it toughens and even teaches responsibility, cares about "ours" if only they can decide on them. To adults – optional. It can be during a fishless period, or in a time of decline (so as not to strain and at the same time not get upset over some special nonsense). One can simply, when one wants a blue sea‑ocean…