Archive for April, 2008

15th Apr 2008

My feathered, very aussie friend.

I know that there are many cockatoos who fly around the area from the national park but noone can tell me that this not-so-little guy who visits me everyday at around 5:30 daylight savings time is not the same bird - I mean seriously that’s a pose struck for a friend, don’t you think?

One day I’ll catch him with a Qantas Melbourne flight streaking up behind him (I’m just guessing Melbourne but hey it’s going in that general direction and what else is down there?) Not sure my phone camera will make it clear enough though, it makes everything seem so much further away - the ocean never looks as clear in these shots as it is with the naked eye. Can’t wait to get a real digital camera for shots of Japan!

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15th Apr 2008

Death Note immune to Americanization?

Death Note is one of the many anime/animations Superman and I used to enjoy on the adult swim site before it was geo-locked (whereby streaming content is blocked to IP addresses accessing websites from outside particular geographical areas - grrrr.) We were barely through the first season of this anime but in Asia has already been treated to two live action films. The first of those live actions is about to be released in over 300 theatres in the states in it’s Asian form, no doubt with dubbed English, and most likely because a third is about to produced, it seems, with American money. The third movie will be directed by Ringu and The Ring Two (and soon to be Three) director Hideo Nakata and so will most likely be too much horror for me but I will be sorely tempted to see if and how they Americanize this one. That the first Death note movies are going to be shown only dubbed suggests to me that there will be limited adjustments, perhaps even that they plan to continue to use the same actors for the two main characters - why else would they introduce them to the american public rather than make the third movie a new origin story as they usually do?

So how is it that Death Note seems, so far, to be escaping the usual Amercanization treatment? I think the plot itself may actually be providing somewhat of an immunity in two main ways.

First, the storyline is based in pagan religion - something I doubt any American Production company would dare bring to American shores, at least not for something they are hoping to make quickly and easily and then reap the fast-horror-bucks. Without giving too much away, the “Death Note” of the title is actually a notebook which is the property of a Japanese Shinigami, or god of death, any human who finds the book and follows the instructions on its use can kill anyone they like, in any manner they like as long as they know their real name to write in the book. The shinigami becomes both visible and bound to whoever is using his book and must stay with that person until their death and so our anti-hero also gains a bizarre, often amusing, confidante of sorts in the form of this pagan god. The shinigami can just be made out as a shadowy shape in the background of this poster to the right - it is he who likes apples :) I’d imagine that this film would be as popular as things such as The Ring and so details would quickly leak out and I can see protests across the very christian and increasingly fundamentalist nation - I would think american actors’ agents would be treating this one with great care.

Of course, the shinigami element could probably be removed (thought the poster above suggests it will not be) and have the book be simply a mystery that just … works - maybe hint at witchcraft or some slightly less controversial supernatural function - but even then you’d have the very delicate matter of the vigilante hero and the complexity with which the story deals with the concept of justice. There is no escaping the fact that the main character is a teenager killing people even if they are convicted criminals. Americans prefer their vigilantes to have superhero complexes (”hey he just fell into that vat of acid when he was lunging to kill me - I didn’t touch him”) and this simply is not possible here. The discussion of the concept of justice is far from black and white there is little hope of Tobey Maguire’s agent allowing him to follow up Spidey with such a role (though I must say I can actually see a younger Di Caprio in either of the lead roles in this case…) The script-doctor in me says that the obvious solution would be to make ‘L’, the mysterious teenage genius to whom the police entrust the hunt of our vigilante, the main character but if that were done it would turnt he film into a simple man hunt and really would not be Death Note anymore.

I guess I’ve disproved my own argument - Death Note is not immune to being stripped bare and americanized at all. Could it be that someone out there just has the guts to leave the guts in this story…? I hope so. Time will tell.

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15th Apr 2008

On Sydney Skies and their Storms

Some people are City people, some people are mountain people, some feel landlocked if they are not on the coast - myself, I can live anywhere if there is enough sky. From our balcony here in Sydney sky is plentiful and spectacular. My high school geography tells me its the meeting of the mountainous terrain and the coast that does it but here in Sydney we get frequent, intense storms which I adore. Lightning and thunder do their show-off thing at all times of year but the thing I love most about them is the incredible cloud formations as the storms roll in. I snapped this shot from my balcony a few weeks ago - it doesn’t quite capture the astonishing domed shape of this cloud which drew across the sky from the south in the space of about 10 minutes but you clearly see the discrete edge of this astonishing formation. When presented with clouds like this I am always struck anew how small we are on this planet and how vast is the universe beyond them.

I wonder what the gods were doing up there that they drew this curtain between us?

Barely five minutes after this was taken visibility was barely a foot as this massive cloud hurled itself to the earth with it’s full weight. The skies were bright blue again within ten minutes and, as with most Sydney storms, the temperature did not change more than a degree either way from before this formation made its appearance.

I wonder what Nagoya storms are like…

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15th Apr 2008

Clutterbugs UNITE!!!

Now THAT is a proper working office… I bet he knows exactly how to lay his hands on anything he needs, too. Note that he has the TV on as well as those 3 monitors pumping away - how can he possibly get anything done? He doesn’t - he gets everything done!! hehe Clutterbugs UNITE!!!

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14th Apr 2008

Even good capitalists go to Sunday school in The Shire…

I took this a couple of months ago and forgot till I was clearing my phone’s memory card.

I know Christmas and Easter have become a commercial opportunity to clear the shelves of excess product… but Lent? :)

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14th Apr 2008

Geisha of Gion by Iwasaki Mineko

geishofgion

Geisha Of Gion - The Memoir Of Mineko Iwasaki
by Iwasake, Mineko with Brown, Rande

Read more about this book…

 

Standing in my local secondhand bookshop I had a desire to read something about Japan and found myself looking at ever-so-slightly foxed copies of both "Geisha of Gion" and "Memoirs of a Geisha". I knew that Iwasaki had been Golden’s muse for "Memoirs", indeed she had sued him for revealing that fact, and so, ever the historian, I decided upon autobiography over fiction.

Geisha of Gion is a prettily drawn insight into the Karyukai of Kyoto and life within the Iwasaki Okiya, where Mineko, born Tanaka Masako, began training at the age of five. Her memory and descriptions of kimono and the details of her arts are exquisite. I particularly appreciated that she does not shy away from using the proper Japanese terms and then interpreting them for us, rather than simply using English substitutes as one often finds in books edited by Americans for Americans. If you are looking for a book filled with Japanese culture then it certainly meets that criteria and I certainly appreciated that element of the book. However that was not, in the end, the element which I found most intriguing.

One of the reasons autobiography is it’s own category rather than being lumped in with non-fiction is not only to classify it as written by the subject of the book but also because classifying autobiography as non-fiction is problematic. No matter how well researched, the content will always be from the point of view of that one, intrinsically biased, person (indeed there is no real research requirement unless the author wishes to impose one upon themselves, legal clearance that is doesn’t defame anyone is all that is really required.) Sometimes the author’s bias or desire to impress a particular belief upon the reader is so glaring that it adds an element of fascination in itself. While neither "Memoirs of a Geisha" nor its author are never mentioned by name, Geisha of Gion is nevertheless heavily influenced by Golden’s work. It is clear that Iwasaki wishes to correct some of the impressions left by Golden particularly in two respects: the suggestion that a geisha is a high class sex worker and that Iwasaki’s father simply sold her to the okiya against her will.

The first issue is simply stated and backed up by, amongst other cultural experts, my Japanese teacher :) Prostitutes exist, Iwasaki informs us, but they are oiran (courtesan), not geisha(entertainer or artist.) The mizuage (or coming of age ceremony) for the two types of women is different, for both it occurs when the geisha first menstruates and at both her best clients receive small pink cakes with a tiny red nipple on top, representing a breast. The difference lies in that for the geisha it is simply a celebration of her coming into womanhood and parties are held and gifts received, only for the oiran is the girl’s virginity sold to the highest bidder. Geisha do not give sexual favours for their fees. Geisha often have boyfriends (who sometimes become husbands) but sexual liasons are carefully managed and outside of the professional requirements of a geisha. How much of Iwasaki’s story is sanitized in this respect is of little consequence.

The second impression Iwasaki is at pains to make is that of her father’s character as a loving father, sadly misunderstood by her four older sisters who were also sold to the okiya and to this day are still angry and or bitter to varying degrees. I found it heartbreaking to read as this woman now in her thirties and a mother herself insisted that at the age of five she and she alone made the decision to go to the okiya to become a geisha like her sisters. Again and again she describes how her father resisted the okiya ‘mother’ when she requested their youngest daughter come into her service. She describes how when she first agreed to go to the okiya it was simply some kind of trial which she could have ended at any time - a special arrangement because the okiya mother was so desperate to have this child as her heir because she was so very beautiful. I have no doubt that Iwasaki believes everything she has written in this book but I simply don’t believe that her father had not entered into a similar contract as he did with his other four girls, nor do I believe her protestations that he was so concerned for her welfare. She describes how, at eight years of age, she went to court to be adopted by the the okiya mother (as she had to be to become the heir to the okiya) and took the Iwasaki name. The judge asked her to say which family she chose to belong to - after choosing the okiya, she promptly threw up. Clearly she was desperately torn by the decision and yet she wants desperately for us believe that her father was a loving man, or at least that her father loved her if not her sisters.

Of course if his situation was such that he needed to sell his daughters into service then that is sad but understandable and perhaps he was a loving man - unfortunately Iwasaki presents an enormous paradox regarding this. She explains fairly well the reason that he was forced to sell his first daughters (very much against their will to this day) and yet she is also keen to impress upon us how successful her parents were as artists, particularly her father - revered and also … making very good money, certainly at least by the time the third fourth and fifth daughters are sent. Nor does it explain why the couple went on to have so many more children - eleven in all (her mother is described as having a weak constitution) five of girls sent to the okiya. But Iwasaki does not present her father as an angel - she reveals man prone to sudden violence when angered but who treated her as special and mostly she was spared the violence. In fact she seems disturbingly proud when describing violence or raging committed by her father in defence of her after her brothers and sisters had teased her in some way or, in one shocking case, when a chicken has pecked at her and has its neck wrung in front of her when she is three years old. Clearly she cannot deny the violence and neglect her father displayed towards his children but she is determined to believe that she had a special place in his heart.

The overwhelming sense that she is special was no doubt encouraged by her father and by her being given the place of atotori - or heir to the okiya - at such a young age (she was wanted by the okiya because she was so breathtakingly beautiful even as a three year old doncha-know?) and narcissism permeates every line of this book. One is left with the impression of an extremely sad little girl who, desperate for attention, love and a place in the world, latched on to her place in the okiya and became, quite simply, a spoiled brat. This manifested in what was no doubt an extraordinary dedication to her arts but a failure to mature socially and emotionally. Iwasaki displays the same sudden explosive temper as her father and his mother before him had, sometimes in legitimate defence of herself but sometimes far too violent for the situation or sheer tantrums (such as the violent destruction of the fur coat of the wife of a man with whom she had an affair for many many years) and she describes each one with the same utter conviction that she was justified. When she describes the cattiness and cruelty of the other geisha, first within the okiya and later, seemingly, across the karyukai of the entire country, she puts every incidence down to pure jealousy and protests that she siply didn’t understand it. I’m sure jealousy was a large part of it and any woman knows how bitchy and cruel women can be to each other but the character displayed by the author is certainly one which would not endear itself to other girls and I have no doubt she did not help the situation.

Geisha of Gion is definitely worth the read, not only for the insight into this area of japanese culture but as a fascinating study of the effect this odd situation in which she suffers being abandoned by her birth parents but is sold into a life in which she is paid deference at an age when she has no abiility to understand it as anything other than that she is superior to all around her. There are many stories of being sold into service and being treated poorly (as were her sisters) but this is a different psychological story and a new one for me. It would be fascinating to read the accounts of other sisters - particularly Kuniko who lived in the okiya with Mineko. Kuniko did not have the potential (read beauty) as a geisha and so was essentially a maid but she had intelligence and so became an integral part of the behind the scenes in the okiya and, it seems, a much more grounded personality than her sister and would have quite the tale to tell.

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13th Apr 2008

OK, how’d I miss these? … ???

Tobey Maguire as Rick in Robotech live action?

After you’ve got your head around THAT try this on for size:

Leonardo Di Caprio as Akira in that live action…

Hmmmm …why Americanise these stories? I know Hollywood is terrified of creating new stories itself and latches on to anything that is popular but surely the popularity of Japanese culture shows that the audience is mature and intelligent enough to watch Japanese actors in Japanese settings?

Sigh, of course the poor actors are producing these just so they can get work up they might possibly be a little proud of instead of what the studios offer them - guess we can’t blame them.

Akira will be interesting though - it is one of those “traditional” japanese anime stories which twists and turns and hints at depth by confusing the audience but in the end one suspects, as with Neon Genesis, the depth actually isn’t there and, further, the story is severely lacking - at least in translation anyway. We’ll have to see in 2009 when these films come out and we are finally able to watch the original anime in Japanese. ^_^

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10th Apr 2008

BEITH’S SPICY MOROCCAN LAMB SOUP

Three nights a week Superman and I participate in the one of the most popular online Massively Multiplayer Online games (they say that they are the most popular but are outstripped on current subscriptions by almost 10million subs by LineageII - but the vast majority of those subscriptions are from asia and non-English speaking countries so I guess they get away with it lol.) We are part of a semi-hardcore raiding guild which requires that we are online ready to go by 7:30 on raid nights to raid until 11:30 whatismore, one of those evenings we have Japanese from 5:30 right up to 7:30 so dinner on those nights can be a pain to organise (mostly because of the lack of time to clean up afterwards frankly and, anyway, who wants to eat so early??) We quickly established one bowl meals which could be eaten at the computer between Bosses (or wipes on bad days) but stir fries and such were too much of a mess to have sitting there till after raid when we’re too tired to do anything about it. Enter the soup solution!
I have always been a soup maker but mostly light soups for when we are ill or feeling the need to get some concentrated vegies into us but I thought I’d turn my hand to a slightly hardier, more filling soup which could last us through the week for raid nights. I threw the following together last week and it filled the apartment with such wonderful scents and was soo delicious that I wrote down the recipe for a fellow raiding wife and I thought I’d share it here, too.

Enjoy!

BEITH’S SPICY MOROCCAN LAMB SOUP

(makes 10 servings so 5 meals for 2 and could be more if you like your soup more watery - you can adjust it from a stew-like consistency to a more watery soup as preferred)

Ingredients;
2 lamb shanks
2 Red/Spanish Onions finely diced
3 cups green beans (chopped as small or roughly as you like)
3 cups carrots (chopped the same)
3 cups good quality fresh or dried Borlotti beans - soaked, boiled and ready to go (or tinned if you like too).
3 tbs of honey
2 tbs macadamia oil (a light tasting olive or rice bran will do)
75g butter (unsalted is best)
3 cups of vegetable or chicken stock (which ever you like best)
Fill your kettle and boil it

Herbs (start with the following amounts but feel free to play with more or less of one or another to your own taste - I make it up each time lol and to add more later in the recipe but pre cooking them at first is important)
1 tbs cumin
2 tbs dried ground coriander (not fresh)
1tbs ground cinnamon
2 tsp turmeric
1 tsp paprika (more if you like heat)
1 chilli of your favourite heat seeded (unless you’re a masochist) and chopped
2 whole cloves

METHOD

In a large soup pan (as heavy bottomed as you have) melt butter with the oil on a medium heat then add diced onions.

When onions are nearly translucent add allt the herbs inc the chilli till the flavours are bursting and feel free to add any more of anything that smells particularly good

Put the two lamb shanks in whole let them seal on one side then turn them over and let the other seal (the sides won’t be sealed but that’s cool)

Add the chicken or vegetable stock - give it a stir to make sure the herbs and onions aren’t sticking - then add boiling water until the lamb shanks are covered.

Bring to a boil then turn down the heat and let it simmer until the lamb is falling off the bone - this will take at least an hour and a half - you will prob need to add more boiling water occasionally and stir to make sure it doesn’t stick to the bottom of the pan.

Remove the lamb shank bones and skin from the soup - this should be able to be done by just pulling gently with some tongs, if not then it is not yet ready.

Once the bones and skin are removed add the diced vegetables and beans (feel free to add whichever vegies you like) and then enough boiling water to cover the vegetables by over an inch. Simmer till the vegies are cooked and the soup has reduced to the consistency you prefer - it can be a watery, minestrone type soup or you can let it thicken to a stew. At this point add more herbs to taste and the 3 tbs of honey - it’s not much but it pulls all the moroccan spices together.

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09th Apr 2008

Is this really who we are?

I know I was going to be lighter today but once again the priorities of those in the society in which I live show through and I am disgusted and saddened.

During investigations for a report entitled “CHILDREN IN STATE CARE COMMISSION OF INQUIRY: ALLEGATIONS OF SEXUAL ABUSE AND DEATH FROM CRIMINAL CONDUCT” which was delivered last week , Australians…

“when asked to place in order the matters in society that concerned them most, rising petrol prices came first and child sexual abuse came 14th out of 15″

Do please follow this link and read Sen. Bartlett’s post.

I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that people care so little about helping children who are not their own, given my own history, and yet that shocks me, it truly does.

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09th Apr 2008

A Streetcar down Sesame Street!

Something a little lighter and shorter today - I happened to surf over to ABC1 during kids hour the other morning and Superman and I watched this in both shock and hysterics!

I have to say I also highly recommend hunting down South Park’s Spoof on “Great Expectations”which was entitled simply “Pip” after their wonderfully innocent British character who is himself a Dickensian inspiration. Even if you are not usually a fan of South Park you should really check it out - it is truly genius - I literally got a stitch from laughing so hard!

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