Category Archives: Modern Visual Culture

Look and Feel

I originally had planned to revamp the blog this year with new layout and a look. It probably will still feel kind of the same, much like what the site looks like when grated through Readability, with some holes and edges thrown in. Holes and edges is what makes one human being different than another human being, right? Same with blogs.

The big change is making my site’s layout, at least on the books, 100% copyright kosher. Doesn’t mean it will still contain images that are taken without permission, but that’s content, and not layout. I would be giving away a copy of Choux’s artwork to the public under CC ShareAlike (like everything else that actually is mine on my blog). You can get a preview here on the header (yeah the old header lasted less than a day, maybe just a day). I mean, after all, it’s only fair…get it hur hur. As an aside, nothing on the wordpress.com version of this blog is licensed under Creative Commons terms… heh. Not that it matters much.  Anyways, I rather like Choux’s simple design and it is moe enough for me! I just need to get her to draw it more, or recreated it or something. I have money and I am not afraid of spending it on generic looking (and I mean it in the best way possible) characters named after myself. (Now that is a business idea.)


Kouhei Hasekura and Anti-Establishment Drama

The archetypical traditional romance for scandal is the thing that makes Romeo and Juliet sensible, as star-crossed lover where a gap beyond their reach separates two true lovers. That gap could be circumstances or fate or whatever. In Fortune Arterial it’s vampirism…except it is not.

So it goes, Ms. Veep obviously feels for Hasekura, and vice versa (in this animated branch of an eroge). Erika doesn’t want to live like a traditional “vampire” or whatever that gets labeled as that in that universe. Erika has her own thought about how to live, how to live like a human, and how to live with humans. For drama, her mom makes some familial rule about it however, and there’s this conflict/pride nonsense which acts as the main point of conflict in their story, arising from the conflict of the expectations upon her as a vampire and as a human. And also there’s the whole vampiric blood and biology doing its job making Erika wanting to suck Hasekura’s blood.

To put it in other words, it is like as if Erika’s mom is trying to get her wedded off for their family’s fortunes, she resists because of pride, except she’s OTP with Hasekura. In eroge speak, you (Hasekura) are actually going after her and trying to get inside her gym shorts or whatever, and her vampiric urges that she is trying to suppress with her foremind is trying to get her p0n0’d. Oh wait, it just means she wants to suck some blood. Same difference.

I’m not sure how this is suppose to work. Or rather, I think I know how this is suppose to work and it is ringing the “this is not a feminist work!” bell in my mind. I mean think about it, Hasekura is a nice guy and all, but basically he is a tool for tradition and against independent thought, that his kindness torpedoes not just Erika’s human dignity (if she had any), but is both on the surface what he ought to be doing (encouraged) and underneath what he should be doing to unlock the CGs.

Such a pleasant story about unpleasant regression of individual’s power to choose as an underlying theme, yeah? Aren’t female vampires suppose to be exactly the opposite? Or is this just the logical offshoot of what happens when a Japanese family of vampires raises a kid like how Japanese humans do? What does that say about conservative Japanese family values? LOL.


Slice-of-Life Is a Scam, Some Bloggers Got Closer to the Truth

Have some kuuki with your kuuki-kei anime:

 

Personally I always thought the term slice-of-life as used by anime people is akin to lightly hitting a child or urinating in the bushes, but somehow everyone does it. Who am I to speak out against this relatively harmless offense? After all, it helps the kids to learn how to dodge, and maybe urine directly applied to the soil is a more environmentally sound (but health-poor) way to propagate the nitrogen cycle or something equally nonsensical.

But, really, these Finnish have us American dudes beat. They talked about this Slice-of-Life thing at their blogger meeting. That’s pretty spiffy. Beats seeing a bunch of people who have marketing or commercial agendas gather together. Maybe that’s why Europe is pretty cool and we uncivilized folks of the East have some ways to go.

The thing is, to me the term is always just a metaphor. You use it as a modifier, or to express a feeling or something simpler words won’t do. It is not a label, it is not a genre. When it comes to most anime that gets branded by that term we inflect a notion of nostalgia, that mono no aware-ness along with the narrative. That’s why it’s so commonly associated with iyashikei. It doesn’t have anything to do with the narrative structure necessarily, besides that it inflicts the feeling of being healed, with a slow pace that necessitates such healing.

But it is just a metaphor. You could use it as a genre tag, but it will have to be well-defined beyond its function as a metaphor. Naturally nobody’s done that (not even the virus-infested puss pool that is TVTropes). And yet of course sites like ANN and MAL, which take tags seriously, use the term “slice of life” and propagate this needless corpse of figurative speech like some kind of undead. It’s like a zombie–nobody knows how it works, yet it does. Again, I am not saying it doesn’t work: it is a black box that nobody cares to look within, and when you do you realize how stupid it is.

The second-biggest issue I have with “slice-of-life” in that sense is that it masks what lies beneath the mechanism that makes you go and call something a slice-of-life anime. Instead, people focus on the legalistic definition.  That is its sin. By doing so it makes people run in circles thinking what show is or is not a slice-of-life, but not thinking about the simple elements that evoke the feeling. Being a metaphor means it isn’t a legal, rational cause-effect concept; it’s closer to art and feeling, if you know what I mean. I mean, more people should be using and studying terms like “wabi sabi” or “mono no aware” because they are genuine JP lit/art crit terms that have a lot written for them, if they want to to do real crit. Instead we have kids jerking off to “slice of life.” It’s like reinventing the wheel wrong (and that is the biggest problem I have with the term).

At the very least, I’d rather brand stuff by terms like “iyashikei” or “kuukikei”  because at least those terms are prescriptive and not some kind of vague metaphor, if we must use some otaku terms.

Unlike a zombie, however, I can’t point a gun at a figure of speech and shoot it (again and again) dead (again and again). All I can do is rage quietly at my inability to translate all this fandom academia from Japan, who’s been at this for longer than we have and have a more mature framework.


Soundtrack of Our Lives

I am hardly the first person to ever blog about this, but what would the soundtrack of your life be like?

Maybe I should be a little more specific; open-ended inquiries like that are good ice breaker questions for airy-headed groups of people. But as I was walking down the street one morning the song I was listening to just struck me as a good match to the feeling and the visuals I was seeing.

In my own limited experience, music works with the visuals to achieve an intended result, at least in directing a film. As people listen to more music more often and more frequently, we can achieve the same — by seeing and listening to certain things, and to achieve purposeful results.

Perhaps listening to a pumping soundtrack while driving enhances your enjoyment even if you are just doing your weekday commute. Or listening to a strong melody that can help me me march down the street quickly. Or a soothing song to relax during some private break time.

It also has to do with your own enjoyment of the music as well. But I found that people who listens to music all the time tend to also listens to a wider range of music; maybe because that’s just how it works.Much like the science fictional future of our fathers’ generation, there are a lot of little, yet important aspects of today that people did not foresee. Just how many people are carrying around a personal media player today? The soundtrack question lights up differently when one can potentially be listening from a collection of sounds from a wide variety of sources? It’s virtually limitless if you take into account MIDs.

It’s almost Shirow-ish to think that our perception of reality is augmented by little things like this, but it’s the reality we face today.

Recalling the original Macross series, we see the effect of culture as represented by music on a race of people. Macross Frontier is just a timely reminder of how things have (and have not) changed since. Some of us are still high on protoculture, but a new generation of kids growing up will be taking that and inventing new things to do, new ways to explore the world.


I Am a Bad Seiyuu Junkie

Confession: I watch anime, at times, purely for the voice actress.

It’s really sad. I almost wish I want my time back after some of these experiences.

I want to make a distinction, though. A lot of people like a certain voice–Norio Wakamoto is one popular example–because they like that voice and the way the actor does his or her thing. And that is great. There are some actors like that for me, too, and I would go out of my way to check out a show done by that person. What’s interesting is that a lot of people who don’t normally pay attention to voice acting still gets hooked by some of the more amusing performances, and that is remarkable. If I was Mr. Wakamoto I’d be surprised that all these non-Japanese speaking people like my works.

But what I’m confessing is worse. For example, as much as I’m all “notokawaiiyonoto” about it, I think Mamiko Noto’s boy voice really … isn’t all that. Perhaps the voice itself is exactly what the director wants out of that character, but it hurts to watch. Still, I’m going to watch Kanokon. And I respect the Ayako Factor. Or recall how Kawasumi did her Mahoromatic role with such vivid memory and superimpose that onto Kanokon.

Times like this I wish I was a green, mean pet alligator.

But being human, we are called to a higher level of existence. We should recognize how funny episode 3 of Kanokon was, not just because it lampoons, but because of how it lampoons and what it lampooned. Is this what people get out of radio shows? Or phone sex? WTB more Saito Chiwa lines. Or Mai Nakahara lines, if that’s more appropriate.

But all that is second to what some junkies get out of a fairly pedestrian comedy affair–by all means, don’t watch shows like this.

Why can’t these enjoyable voice actresses just work on shows that are worth watching? Nana Mizuki finally stars in a show that I can stand to watch, so I guess I should be glad for what I can get.

Maybe I should be content about Kanokon’s massive dose of fanservice, and watch Kanokon in silence. Sadly it just doesn’t work.