That’s probably about the right amount of time to devote to “Neo Yokio.” There’s a fair bit of international pop-cultural cross-pollination taking place in the show, and there’s pleasure in picking out the references. It will be a limited pleasure for many (if they feel it at all), but for the fan of this sort of thing, it will be sufficient.

The show takes place in an everyday New York — the Guggenheim Museum, San Remo apartments, Midtown hot-dog carts — with some major differences. The city is underwater below 14th Street, as is much of Tokyo in the classic anime series “Neon Genesis Evangelion,” one of the many shows to which “Neo Yokio” pays homage.

This submersion (only the Twin Towers peek above the waves) is presumably linked to demonic attacks the city began to suffer in the 18th century; the supernatural warfare, and a subtly archaic, courtly atmosphere, are also familiar from Japanese cartoons.

Mr. Koenig and his fellow producers, including the prolific Nick Weidenfeld (“Metalocalypse,” “Black Dynamite,” “Children’s Hospital”), use this anime lens to present a fantasy of upper-crust New York that’s critical and affectionate, recognizable and eccentric.