Author: Don

Maybe they can pixelate them out

What is going to give American critics more problems with Hayao Miyazaki’s last movie? This:

Although “The Wind Rises” has a strong pacifist message, it is essentially a biopic of Jiro Horikoshi, an aeronautical engineer whose contribution to the world was a killing machine. His designs led to the Mitsubishi A6M Zero fighter, which was used to devastating effect during World War II.

or this:

Mr. Miyazaki’s film, which is aimed at adults, also features at least eight scenes in which characters smoke cigarettes….

It’s just a matter of time before Haibane Renmei is rated “NC-17” for Reki’s horrifying habit.

Something stinks

Iwoto?

Okay, for the sake of a story, I can suspend my disbelief in sentient submarines and ships. I can accept “mental models” of these vessels that look like adolescent girls. I can even believe that stuffed bears eat carrots. But I cannot believe that any military would store vital materials on Iwo Jima . “Sulphur Island” is the tip of a rapidly-inflating volcanic resurgent dome, and it’s rising out of the sea at an average rate of about eight inches a year, rendering any harbor or dock temporary. Soon, geologically speaking, magma is going to meet seawater, catastrophically. The creators of Arpeggio of Blue Steel need to do better research.

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Shin Sekai Yori depicts a future in which adults are frightened of children. We’re already there. (Via Ace.)

Love, Labrador

The Kousanji family

Five episodes in, the story in Kyousougiga is taking shape, and it looks like that underneath the Carrollian whimsey and name games, it is exactly what it purports to be, a fairy tale of love and rebirth in the Kousanji family. It’s difficult to encapsulate the show beyond that. ((Crunchyroll’s description of the show is “Enter a description.”)) Instead, here are a bunch of screen caps from the second episode, “Episode 1,” to give you an idea of the flavor of this willfully eccentric series.

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Time, crime and princesses

The government finally returned the hour they confiscated from me back in March. Let me offer a small suggestion to whoever is in charge of clocks in this country: how about making daylight “savings” time a local option? DST might make sense in the eastern regions of a time zone. However, I live near the western border of the central time zone, where the clock is already ahead of the sun, and turning the clock forward an hour in spring leaves me sleepy and irritable.

A related, depressing factoid:

Research based on time use surveys found Americans’ schedules are determined by television more than daylight.

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Guess the offense:

The flashing lights of the park ranger vehicle were on, another vehicle as well, and four rangers were there in case I attempted to flee after the dastardly crime of _______.

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Even if I should someday visit Japan, manifold orthopedic problems make it unlikely that I will ever climb Mt. Fuji. Fortunately, Google Maps street view has already done so. (Enter “Mount Fuji, Fujinomiya, Shizuoka Prefecture, Japan” in the Google Maps search box to get there.)

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We need more princesses, not more lawyers.

(Here’s a tune named for the Irish pirate queen: Grace O’Malley.)

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All hail Captain Justice. (Via Dustbury)

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Some good free music I recently found:

Dudeldrum — a low-budget, energetic Russian Corvus Corax.

Los Jekes — something like Chilean gypsy jazz.

Also, if you haven’t yet downloaded the first Diablo Swing Orchestra album, what are you waiting for?

Through another looking glass

Quick notes on what I’m currently watching:

Jonathan said the magic words “Alice in Wonderland” in his notes about Kyousougiga, so of course I had to take a look. A few minutes into episode zero, I wondered if I was back in Kenji Nakamura Land. Not exactly, it turns out, but some of the designers had indeed earlier worked on Mononoke and other Nakamura projects. If you liked the art in Gatchaman Crowds, check Kyousougiga out.

About Kyousougiga itself: after watching episodes zero (surrealistic verging on psychotic; prestissimo) and one (in which the story actually begins; allegro ma non troppo), I can say that it sure is lively, inventive and fantastical, and very, very busy — you can’t let your attention wander for an instant lest you miss a vital clue. Whether all the bright colors and incessant activity ultimately add up to a story that makes sense remains to be seen.

Kill la Kill rockets along like a psychobilly song, proudly lowbrow and defiantly tasteless. There might be a political message and sociological commentary lurking beneath the outrages and the breakneck pace, but through the fifth episode it hardly matters. Kyousougiga and Coppelion show how artsy anime can be; Kill la Kill reminds you that you’re watching cartoons. Before there was Miyazaki, there was Tex Avery.

Arpeggio of Blue Steel has been a pleasant surprise. Given the elements — kids in the navy, sentient ships and submarines with “mental model” avatars that look like pretty girls, a powerful but vaguely-defined enemy, glowing hexagonal grids — I expected a Strike Witches ripoff. However, the focus has been on battle tactics, politics, and the puzzles human behavior presents to non-human minds. Fanservice has been minimal thus far.

For a while it seemed that I couldn’t be bothered to come up with a real title was going to be the comic counterpart of Divergence Eve: a very good show nearly spoiled by a surfeit of jiggle. Possibly the makers realized that; I didn’t notice any buy-the-BD moments in the fifth episode. However, while it was mildly amusing, it was never more than that, and Raul’s outbursts are increasingly grating. Unless the next few episodes are markedly better, I’ll probably drop it.

I likely will also drop Outbreak Company. Our hero crossed the line from raving otaku to blithering idiot in the fourth episode, and much as I would like to see what elves and dwarves make of human culture as presented in manga and anime, I’m losing patience. Update: Ken the Brickmuppet reports that the fifth episode is a disaster. The show is now off my watch list.

No longer waiting

I listened to this every evening on the regional underground station back in ancient times. Some of his other songs were more popular and more listenable, but this is the one that comes to mind when I think of Lou Reed.

Today’s musical interlude

The Professor has discovered “group sounds,” the reaction of young Japanese musicians to the Beatles’ 1966 performance at the Nippon Budokan. Here’s a band of that school I recently discovered, Yokohama’s The Golden Cups. They might have had the first fuzzbox in Japan. The bass player, Masayoshi “Louis” Kabe, sounds like an asian John Entwistle to me.

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Miscellany

Guys und Panzer:

(Via the Borderline Boy.)

An ornithopter for Miyazaki.

The Sailor Senshi meet the Jetsons. (Via Project Rooftop.)

“I think that when a human engineer lives a good life, he’s reincarnated as a beaver.”

Full disclosure: I am a creature of the sinister right-wing Koch brothers, just like Michael Mann. Both universities I attended, plus the one where I studied and photographed ballet and the one where I took part in the annual Renaissance Faire, have all received money from the Kochtopus.

Don’t expect a Calvin and Hobbes movie.

You probably shouldn’t expect another VEI 8 blast from Yellowstone, either.

I haven’t had a haircut in 20 years. Perhaps that is why I’m still alive despite riding my bike every day on the wild streets of west Wichita.

Notes on growing biochemical weapons.

Pride and Prejudice for academics.

Ikea or black metal?

Today’s musical interlude, lunatic bassist edition:

MxBx

Do all the little-girl singers sound alike to you? Is the Anime Music Tournament making you sleepy? Here’s something to wake you up. (If you’re prone to seizures, don’t click.)

If all you know about Japanese rock is what you hear in anime, you’re missing most of the best. Someday I’ll write about the bands I’ve discovered, from Happy End and the Sadistic Mika Band to Melt-Banana and Tatsuya Yoshida’s various projects. In the meantime, here’s an article about and an interview with Melt-Banana.

We Have Signal: MELT-BANANA from We Have Signal on Vimeo.

If you find Yako’s vocals hard to take, try thinking of her voice as a percussion instrument.

(Via Clear and Refreshing.)

The year of sewing dangerously

Useful adjectives for discussing Kill la Kill:

ridiculous
tasteless
vulgar
lunatic
gross
headlong
obscene
violent
sophomoric
breathless
extreme
insane
pretentious
freakish
puerile
stripperiffic
furious
absurd
pell-mell
disgusting
fun

The ideal audience for Kill la Kill is a bunch of drunken male college sophomores. The show really is too tasteless to recommend, but if you can stomach the inexcusable extremes, you might find it compulsively watchable. I can hardly call it good, but if the creators can maintain the berserk energy of the first three episodes without veering into stupidity or pornography, Kill la Kill could very well be great.

Other shows I’m currently following include Yuusha ni Narenakatta Ore wa Shibushibu Shuushoku o Ketsui Shimashita, Outbreak Company and Arpeggio of Blue Steel. I’m feeling lazy, so I’ll just refer you to Steven and Avatar for commentary on the first two. About Coppelion, I don’t know. There might be a good story there, or it might descend into Angst and Message. I also sampled Tokyo Ravens, which I barely remember though it’s only been a few days since I watched it, and Galilei Donna, which is ridiculous but does feature a wrench wench. I might watch more of the latter, but I don’t have great hopes for it.

Update: As of the third episode, I’m Not Typing This Silly Long Title Out Again is on probation. Fino may be a delightful character, but tentacles cross the line.

Update II: Another word for Kill la Kill: shameless.

Calendar girls

Calendar girls

It’s the time of year to look for new calendars. I found a bunch at YesAsia, such as the Girls und Panzer one above. Other shows represented that might be of interest to certain visitors here include Vividred Operation, Hyperdimension Neptunia, Gargantia on the Verdurous Planet and Hatsune Miku. There’s a Gatchaman calendar, but it’s the old-style Gatchaman, not Gatchaman Crowds — a pity; Utsutsu deserves at least one month of her own. ((Better yet, a calendar of her own.))

For those with different tastes, there are two Edward Gorey calendars, this one, and The Evil Garden.

New toy

Geranium "Rozanne"

I recently bought a new little go-everywhere camera, a Nikon S3500. The specifications are a bit silly: how often does anyone need 20 megapixels? I took it to the botanical garden yesterday to give it a workout. The pictures are very good overall but not utterly fantastic. (If you want ultimate image quality, you need a DSLR (or better) with a large sensor. (Or better yet, a view camera.) That requires real money.) The camera doesn’t record purples and violets accurately (a problem with every digital camera I’ve ever used), a nuisance but not a deal-breaker for a cheap camera. The surprise is that the “macro” mode actually is useful. The image above is cropped but is otherwise unaltered, and was taken hand-held. Right-click to see it at full size. The flower is about an inch across.