Showing posts with label Quick blog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Quick blog. Show all posts

Monday, 1 February 2016

Bakemonogatari


Do you ever watch something with a heavy heart because the show you're watching is so good, that you wish you had written it yourself, and now feel sad that it already exists, unavailable for you to create as your own? I recently began watching Bakemonogatari, and that is how the direction and writing of the show makes me feel.

I'll never probably never get the chance to be a screenwriter or a director. I dabbled a little in directing before and it was really fun, but the fact of the matter is I'm not really in a position to do it again, but this show resonates with me on a level I've only enjoyed a few times before. The irregular cuts, the murakami-like writing, the clean feeling that the art gives off. I never realised I'd have such trouble putting it into words, more so than I usually do.

Bakemonogatari has seemed to be a bit of a hipster anime to me. I saw a lot of people singing it's praises yet I was cynical. I'm usually cynical, it's not a trait I enjoy about myself, and I was wrong to be cynical about this show, it's up there with some of the best anime I've ever seen. Or at least it is so far, I'm on episode 6, and it could all go downhill from here.

The main character Koyomi has a lot of personality, and I like that after sitting through a lot of shows lately with your typical Mary Sue protaganists. He's not a pleasant guy, he punched a little girl in the Mayoi Snail arc, but he's entertaining and an interesting narrator. I'm going to start the Suruga Monkey arc later tonight, and at this rate I'll finish Bakemonogatari and watch the sequels.

Should I be giving a rating here? I don't know how to write short blogs. It's really good man, I don't know.

Wednesday, 21 January 2015

Me! Me! Me!

I had absolutely no intention to blog about Me! Me! Me!, the music video accompanying the single of the same name by Japanese Electro Pop DJ Teddyloid until the urge to do so came over me all of a sudden. Me! Me! Me! is a short film/music video animated by Studio Khara that's picked up a lot of heat and attention due to it's perceived controversialness and shock value. The reactions of those viewing it as cheap and shallow is perplexing me a little and I took a while to think about why some people found the video this way whilst others have found it to be extremely deep and thought provoking.

The first big barrier seperating the two aforementioned groups is the maturity of the content. Despite being a 5 minute music video for an electronic pop song, it contains a lot of mature images including nudity and gore. What sets Me! Me! Me! aside from other things controversial for containing these things however is that none of these things are used for the sake of it. The sexual explicitness is a key plot point in the story the song and video is trying to convey and the more gruesome action scenes are to be taken as metaphors. From being naturally exposed to peoples opinions on the short, and from listening to the lyrics of the song and thinking about the animation, I've pieced together a few interpretations of it.

Friday, 7 November 2014

McBusted - Tourplay



This isn't particularly the usual sort of thing I like to blog about on here. If you were to look at the contents tab, this one is going to stand out like a sore thumb I'm sure. When I tagged along to the cinema to see McBusted's tour documentary, I was told that it would be amusing if I was to talk about this on my blog. I disagreed vehemently, not my thing. But then I was offered to have my lunch paid for if I was to write about the documentary, which sort of sweetens the deal. It just goes to show you that even with regular readers probably in single digits, you can still sell out. Also, doing this means I can probably do another anime post soon without oversaturating the whole blog.

I'm not a fan of boy bands, that's not surprising. I've not particularly ever been their target audience, but I admit that some parts of McFly/Busted have warmed up to me over the years that I've been around their influence. I was told how similar I was to Tom Fletcher, and that kind of helps me feel more empathy for him. In fact, a couple of years ago I tagged along to one of McFly's concerts at Wembley Arena, I think it was the Memory Lane tour. It was an ok experience, definitely missing out on some of the fun from the nostalgia of their older hits, but it seemed like so would 70% of the fans, being so young, provided they weren't listening to McFly as toddlers. It was to my understanding that the point of greatest hits tours was for people who'd have been fans throughout to relive those eras of the bands careers.

Tuesday, 8 July 2014

Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami

I've never been a fan of The Beatles, though I've tried. The only song I enjoy listening to has to be Norwegian wood, and it's entirely due to how much I enjoyed the book that shares it's name. It's quite a skill for a novelist to awaken interests in you through prose that didn't exist before. Perhaps through the way I find myself identifying with the characters, I find myself taking on aspects of their personality through memetic imitation. Perhaps each person will find different writers able to cause these interests and feelings in themselves, if so, Haruki Murakami is an author able to do that to me.

For the longest time, people had recommended this jazz bar owner turned author to me, but I was often unable to spare the time to find my entry point. In fall 2012 however, I was in the midst of a reading streak fueled by a HMV sale on books, and I was able to find Norwegian Wood for a few mere pounds. I had no idea if this was one of his best works, but for a price so low I didn't see much harm in taking a gamble.

Upon reading even the first chapter, Murakami's distinctive style hit something deep within me. His insight into the mind of Toru Watanabe is so well formed, and the entire book is steeped in a wistful tone. Though told in Toru's point of view, the narrative at times is very hard hitting and devoid of reaction, certain plot points are delivered so matter of factly that they leave a lump in your throat whilst the story skips along with little comment. It is an extremely kafkaesque style, and a most unromantic romance story. That's not to say the relationships forged don't feel authentic, the characters are very three dimensional and you feel for them in all the ways intended.

I was barely able to put Norwegian Wood down once I picked it up, and once finished I felt a great urge to read more by Murakami. Recently I managed to track down What I Talk About When I Talk About Running and 1Q84 and can confirm that this author is not a one hit wonder. It takes little consideration to say that Norwegian Wood will go down as one of the most influential novels of my young life.

"Isn't it good, Norwegian Wood?"