Edit Pace — frame-to-frame color delta (bright = fast cuts)
Color Temperature — warm (gold) vs cool (teal) per frame
Frame Density Comparison — every 2nd vs every 4th frame
Slice · 15s
Avg · 15s
Slice · 30s
Avg · 30s
Red at 34%—but what a red. *Noir*'s palette is a *muted testimony* to Bee Train's founding ethos: action as meditation. The dominant hues aren't the aggressive crimson of battle but the desaturated rust of dried blood and sun-baked Mediterranean stone. The brightness arc tells the real story: a *bright opening* that peaks in the middle act, not the beginning. Kirika and Mireille's first meeting in a sunlit café is visually *lighter* than their final, rain-soaked confrontation. The average brightness of 0.362 is abysmally low, yet the arc rises, then falls—a trajectory of false hope. Koichi Mashimo constructs a world where *forgiveness* is the darkest color of all. The palette's near-greys and bruised browns leave no room for heroism, only the quiet ache of two women who should have never met. That middle-act brightness isn't warmth; it's the glare of a memory too painful to forget.
Brightness Arc (episode progression)
Hue Distribution
Act Breakdown
Opening
0.430
Middle
0.495
Closing
0.481
Avg Brightness
0.362
Avg Saturation
0.339
Warmth
0.518
Color Palette
#1D1B1C
#645859
#A5A09B
#9F8D6C
#522B25
#936962
#273250
#626D97
3-Act Color Story
Opening
Middle
Closing
Color Twins
Perceptually nearest palettes — measured in OKLab space, not RGB
Red at 34%—but what a red. *Noir*'s palette is a *muted testimony* to Bee Train's founding ethos: action as meditation. The dominant hues aren't the aggressive crimson of battle but the desaturated rust of dried blood and sun-baked Mediterranean stone. The brightness arc tells the real story: a *bright opening* that peaks in the middle act, not the beginning. Kirika and Mireille's first meeting in a sunlit café is visually *lighter* than their final, rain-soaked confrontation. The average brightness of 0.362 is abysmally low, yet the arc rises, then falls—a trajectory of false hope. Koichi Mashimo constructs a world where *forgiveness* is the darkest color of all. The palette's near-greys and bruised browns leave no room for heroism, only the quiet ache of two women who should have never met. That middle-act brightness isn't warmth; it's the glare of a memory too painful to forget.