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Posted
1:00am, Wednesday, December 24,
2003
Merry,
happy
The
year-end restlessness is hitting me
again, so of course I decided to redesign
the sight from top to bottom. The new
look will most likely be going live
on January 1st. I'll roll out the photologue
and illustration pages as I finish them.
Hopefully everything will be done at
the same time, but you never know.
Can
someone explain the commercial appeal
of Shaquille O'Neal to me?
I
have no doubt that he’s a talented
basketball player. I can’t really
confirm this though; I don’t watch
basketball (BASEBALL is the American
pastime my friends). He is an oafish,
awkward actor, yet for some odd reason,
they keep giving him film and TV roles.
Last
week, I saw a listing for “Kazaam,”
an awlful movie where Shaq played a
genie. Why would any self-respecting
man wear a ridiculous genie get-up with
a turban and fold his arms across his
chest? Wouldn’t you just look
at the title of the script and throw
it in the trash?
I’m
a big comic book fan, but why have Shaq
play “Steel,” an off-shoot
of Superman? Even superhero movies need
some subtlety. I know he’s a Supe’s
fan; he’s got the “S”
tattooed on his arm. So what? He can’t
fucking act.
I
guess I can’t lay all the blame
at Hollywood’s feet. Marketers
are just as guilty. I’ve seen
Shaq in commercials for Radio Shack,
Nestea, Nestle’s Crunch, Burger
King and that terrible dot com campaign
with the talking baby.
If
Shaq was a guy off the street, casting
agents would send him to auditions for
bouncer roles. He is Bigfoot without
the charm. He’s definitely a mouth-breather.
I imagine him destroying crystal as
he walks through a china shop. He scares
babies.
Who
does this guy appeal to? When kids see
him shake that candy machine to get
the last Nestle Crunch bar, do they
want one of their own? When you hear
him say, “Man, I gotta get a Whopper,”
do you crave one for yourself? Do you
believe Shaq even surfs the web without
someone’s assistance? Please.
Is
it a star-fucker thing? Do filmmakers
and ad agency guys want to get close
to a sports star? Why would anyone in
his right mind write a part for Shaquille
O’Neal? He has all the acting
chops of Rerun on “What’s
Happening” (God rest his soul).
For
the love of God, there are great actors
out there who are waiting tables and
Shaq is taking food out of their mouths!
He
must be stopped. Like Hitler.
Speaking
of people who must be stopped….
Oprah.
Why
does she wield so much power? How do
you reach this plateau where Tom Hanks
is giving you an honorary Emmy? How
do you get to that place where Steven
Spielberg, Brian Grazer and Brad Pitt
are on their feet applauding you? Surely,
her performance in “The Color
Purple” was not enough to help
create this groundswell.
How
do you become head of this media empire?
Martha Stewart I get. She can make stuff,
she uses her hands, she teaches cooking.
She can sponge walls for a decorative
effect.
I’ll
admit, Oprah does good works. She tries
to help people, but does that mean I
should follow her life advice? There
are a lot of people who do good deeds
and no one listens to them.
Oprah
just gives her opinion. Her fucking
opinion. She speaks, the Oprah army
mobilizes. She recommends a book, it
becomes a bestseller. She says she’s
scared of mad cow disease and beef sales
fall through the floor. Cattlemen sue!
Don’t
piss off Oprah if you’re a writer.
It’s akin to upsetting Don Corleone.
You will be a pariah. Publishers will
shun you like you have the plague. They
will cross the street to get away from
you. Guys will walk away from you in
the prison yard, as Oprah approaches,
shiv in palm.
Thus
spoke Oprah.
Is
it Dr. Phil? Who is Dr. Phil? Why does
he have his own show? Should I be crying?
Shit, ask Oprah. After all, her name
is Harpo spelled backwards.
Yup,
she’s named after a Marx Brother.
The mute one.
Maybe
she should follow suit. (I’ll
never work in this town again!)
BTW,
a few weeks ago I mentioned that my
doctor advised me to lose some weight,
lest I give myself a coronary in 15
years. I went on Atkins and after seven
weeks I'm down 30 pounds. That's no
bullshit number either; I was weighed
in the doctor's office both times.
I
took a day off here and there, but for
the most part, I've stuck to the plan.
Furthermore, despite the amount of red
meat I've been eating, my blood pressure
went down and three rounds of blood
tests show my cholesterol to be good
as well.
So
think of that jpeg of me in the upper
right hand corner to be the "Before"
picture.
As
you sit down to tear open your gifts
tonight, think about these lyrics.
Merry Christmas. God bless.
All
U Can Eat by Ben Folds from the Sunny
16 EP
Available at the iTunes Music store
or at http://www.attackedbyplastic.com/
Son,
look at all these people in this restaurant
What do you think they weigh?
And out the window to the parking
lot
At their SUV's taking all of the space
They give no fuck
They talk as loud as they want
They give no fuck
Just as long as there's enough for
them
Gotta
get on the microphone down at Walmart
Talk about some shit that's been on
my mind
Talk about the state of this great
nation of ours
People look to your left, yeah look
to your right
They give no fuck
They buy as much as they want
They give no fuck
Just as long as there's enough for
them
Son,
look at all the people lining up for
plastic
Wouldn't you like to see them on the
National Geographic
Squating bare-assed in the dirt eating
rice from a bowl
With a towel on their head and maybe
a bone in their nose
See that asshole with the peace sign
on his license plate?
Giving me the finger and running me
out of his lane
God made us Number One 'cause he loves
us the best
I wish he'd go bless someone else
for a while and give us a rest
Yeah
everyone can see
We needn't know that we can eat
::Permalink::
Posted
11:59pm, Sunday, December 14,
2003
Shaking
hands with the devil

Donald Rumsfeld shaking
hands with an old pal
So, the big news of the day was the capture
of Saddam Hussein. Tremendous news. A
victory for the American troops and a
bigger triumph for the Iraqi people.
However,
it also gives Dumbass a huge boost in
his poll numbers. The administration is
going to milk it through December. They've
got their little election year package
all planned.
In
April, people will start getting their
little tax refund checks. For most folks,
it'll be from a few hundred dollars to
a couple of thousand. For Bush's cronies,
hundreds of thousands and perhaps, millions.
The
voters will get a little glow and feel
good about their newfound pocketmoney.
they'll forget about the shitty, shitty
economy and buy their consumer electronics.
"Hey,
Bush ain't so bad."
Then
starting in June, the evening news will
trumpet the homecoming of some of our
troops. Every night we'll see tearful
reunions and hear tales of Iraqi people
kissing the American G.I.s in an orchestrated
love fest. It is, after all, an election
year.
Then
November will roll around. And people
will go the polls. My big fear is that
they will check the wrong box. The box
that will bring us four more years of
staggering deficits and cronyism. Haliburton
hand-offs. Secret handshakes and profits
for powerful pals.
Remember,
this the guy who says he loves the environment,
while easing environmental laws.
This
is the man who signed the partial birth
abortion ban, on the road to a full repeal
of Roe V. Wade. Remember the picture of
Bush, signing that document, surrounded
by smirking old white guys.
He
must be stopped.

It's
better to give than to receive, right?
You should be greatful to receive a gift,
correct? Not always apparently.
Remember
Toys for Tots? Those firemen, and in those
days, that's what they were fireMEN, collecting
toys for underprivledged children. Well,
now we have the Holiday Giving Tree.
There's
a Christmas tree in my office's lobby.
Hanging from the branches are ribbons
from underprivledged children. Each ribbon
has a child's dream toy.
Dream
toy? What the fuck?
When
I was a kid, poor children just were happy
to get new, unopened toys. Now they have
wish lists? It was bad enough when people
would post wish lists on their blogs,
now we have poor kids doing the same?
Shouldn't
they be happy with whatever the kind folks
can muster up? Now they have to get specific
with their demands?
In
the words of Judge Schmaels, "You'll
get nothing and like it!!!"
::Permalink::
Posted
11:12pm, Thursday, December 11,
2003
The
Last Samurai:
Latest in a long line of Asian tourist
packages - and not the last
by
guest blogger, Passenger 58
After
tiresome months of ingratiating Tom Cruise
interviews and articles in which he insists
that his new Ed Zwick-directed/John Logan("Gladiator")-penned
epic, "The Last Samurai", is
a "gift" to the Japanese people,
the actual product is hitting theatersand
getting rave reviews from the American
movie press.
In
all fairness, much of it may be deserved,
because thefilm, based on historical events,
actually has a message that at least attemptscomes
from the right perspective. The San Francisco
Chronicle's Mick LaSalle writes that the
film is about "the encroachments
of technology and thedangers of American
hegemony"; that it is a 19th century
epic that gains its power by tapping into
a host of contemporary terrors: the fear
of modernweaponry, of cold commerce destroying
nature and ancient culture, and of vanishing
American integrity"; and finally,
"Made at a time of global anxiety,
'The Last Samurai' is all about America's
fear of its own power".
All
important themes, not only missing throughout
popular entertainment today, but rare
to find in Western entertainment history
in any form.
But
LaSalle, like the film itself, gets only
part of it right. Every Asian nation
and culture has been violated by hegemony
and imperialism, by industrialized powers
andnations (primarily the West, and not
just America). The rule of force, is not
a "contemporary" fear, but a
disgusting fact of history and human existence,a
way of life. And those who have wielded
force (and continue to wield it today)
have never felt remorse or guilt, nor
have they fretted over such concepts as
"integrity". And never will.
Getting
back to "Samurai", the actual
historical backdrop was neatly contained
in a recent issue of National Geographic
on "The Samurai Way":
"
The Tokugawa regime fell abruptly, a collapse
assudden and surprising as the fall of
the Soviet Union in our time. The trigger
was the arrival in 1853, and again seven
months later, of the black ships, afleet
of United States warships led by Commodore
Matthew Perry....Confronted by the military
strength of the arriving ships, the shogun
dissolved Japan's exclusion policy and
began making trade pacts with other nations.
This perceived act of weakness sparked
revolts by several powerful clans of anti-foreigner---and
anti-Tokugawa---samurai.
Uniformed,
well-trained troops loyal to the emperor,
armed with rifles from England and France
[repelled] an almost comical attack
on Kyoto by the Tokugawa samurai, many
ofthem waving swords and muskets."
Even
more specifically, there is the story
of Saigo Takamori, the leaderof a small
samurai clan who led a rebellion protesting
Japan's modernization and Westernization
in 1877. The character of Katsumoto (played
by Ken Watanabe in the film) is based
on Takamori, and the spiritual heart of
"The Last Samurai" film---but
not the star. He is "supporting cast".
And
this brings me to my eternal beef, which
is no doubt shared by people of Asian
(actually all non-Western) descent all
over the world, every single time a big
Western film about Asia comes around.
It
is that the creators and producers of
Western entertainment (in the rare
instances that they are motivated to delve
into non-Western cultures at all), have
insisted on channeling outright racist
(stereotype-laden) propaganda, as well
as well-meaning but patronizing political
correctness (Tom Cruise's "gifts
to other peoples"), through dominant
white male characters, white male Hollywood
stars, and white perspectives.
All the genuflecting bows of respect to
Kurosawa and bushido do not make up for
the fact that, ultimately, "The Last
Samurai" is still about Tom Cruise,
and Tom Cruise's character and how he
"goes Japanese", gets jiggy
with beautiful Japanese women, learns
some sword, and, finally earns honorary
guest status. (And if the title of the
film itself is singular and about Tom
Cruise, and not plural referring to the
samurai clan, it is even more offensive.)
This is racist James Clavell's "Shogun",
and Richard Chamberlain’s “Anjin
San” all over again, even if far
more politically correct and gorgeously
done (for what it is).
Couldn't
this chapter of almost sacred Japanese
history have been told without a white
hero, when the historical fact is, there
were none? If Zwick and the gang really
wanted to pay tribute, why didn't they
devote their huge dollars to a Japanese
production, starring an almost completely
Japanese cast---with white characters
correctly relegated to the mercenary villain
status?
Of
course, every story does need the right
narrator to guide its intended audience
through. Tom Cruise does that here, for
the benefit of non-Asian viewers who are
undoubtedly the audience this production
is after. Still, as a matter of integrity,
why shouldn't Joe and Josephine Sixpack
at the Mall of the Americas get anything
but the unvarnished truth about that time
in Japan? Why not? American filmmakers
never hestitate to dump American culture
and American political product overseas
without the slightest regard. It is a
one-way street, and a clear double
standard.
When,
if ever, has a production starred a non-Western
character/hero who "toured"
through some important chapter of Western
history, limiting the facts of that history,
while marauding all along the way? Let's
flip the "Last Samurai" story
around. Imagine the howls of rage if,
for instance, if there were a film about
a disillusioned Japanese samurai showing
up in the American Civil War, fighting
for the South, learning about Southern
life, getting major back slaps forputting
on breeches and bedding American women,
and earning the honor of being “The
Last Confederate”. Think about it.
There
is no doubt that many will still come
away from "The Last Samurai"
without the politically correct message,
and think only about the fact that Tom
Cruise had a wild old time "over
there with the crazy Japs and the Jap
girls"----just like an Amrican businessman
taking one of those wildly popular sex
tours of Thailand.
The
encroachment of the West in history, modern
industrialization versus ancient ways,
are a themes that have been dealt with
throughout Asian literature and cinema,
most of it unseen by Western eyes. From
the Opium Wars and BoxerUprising in China,
to the end of the samurai era, Asians
have burned with these memories for generations.
We
do not need any more James Clavell racism.
We do not need portrayals of happy but
tragic Asian prostitutes, girlfriends
and geishas, crazed mindless Asian gangsters,
white heroes killing Asian characters,
Asian males always dying. We do not need
quaint, happy Asian cookbooks and pseudo-mythical
fiction devoted to food and "Flower
Drum Song" assimilation themes.
We do not need Harrison Ford shooting
sword fighters, Mel Gibson pumping Jet
Li full of bullets after sticking a pole
into his gut.
We
do not need Western "tour guides"
like Ed Zwick and Tom Cruise to remind
us of what we live with every day, thank
you.
What
we do need are heroes. Our heroes. Unfiltered,
powerful, in all their glory.
You
might remember Passenger 58 from his days
on my webzine, The Laughing Drunk. I'll
have a post of my own sometime this weekend.
See ya.
©2003
Ron Lim unless noted
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