The visual equivalent of punk rock. A rebellious "fuck you" to classical and modern convention, FLCL demolishes the laws of narrative and logic to create an anti-coming of age story, meant to fully encapsulate the fears and existentialism of youth, as well as the stupidity of growing up. All of the adults are more incompetent than the children, large phallic robots literally grow out of a young boy's psyche, bass guitars are weapons of mass destruction, and the shooting stars…