Stop The Madness

27 Apr

It’s very nice that Kate & Will are getting married this Friday. I don’t know if this is a purely Australian thing or whether other countries are similarly excited, but it’s just amazing to see a Kate & Will Wedding thing at every hour on every channel possible here. There’s a special movie tribute, there’s wedding programmes dedicated to it, a Getaway special which is Kate & Will related, live coverage over the wedding, and these are just going on and on and on…

I do feel sorry for the poor couple because they certainly have no control over the excessive advertising over their wedding, but it’s definitely turning me off big time, to the point of really hating them illogically. If only we have such wonderful and extensive coverage over bigger problems of the world.

1 week ago, my friends from back home in Singapore were holidaying here in Melbourne and they were fantastically intrigued by the amount of programmes and tributes arising from the royal wedding.

Yes, in all sincerity, it is a very sweet, romantic, fairy-tale wedding between a Prince and a Beautiful Lady. So, hurry up and get married already or else I might just throw a shoe at the telly soon!

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Mercy Upon Us All

16 Mar

It’s … very painful. Seeing Japan under siege like that is especially heart-wrenching because I’d been such a close follower of her language, traditions and culture for more than 15 years. That’s half of my lifespan so far. And this sense of helplessness is shared by many, as technology has brought forth the impact of disasters on a whole different scale. We feel like we can do nothing as we see those black menacing waters destroy all kinds of breakwaters, defense lines and cement walls like play-dough. And with much morbid horror, also witnessing tides just swallowing everything up as they rushed along clean streets, neatly-rowed houses, even moving vehicles on the highway. We have actually seen and witnessed the very moment when people die, because there is no way they could have survived the rush of a tidal wave which is hurtling large debris like cars, houses, poles, cement city walls built to withstand a tsunami, ships, anything and everything at you. It brings the terror of natural calamities to a very different scale, ‘courtesy’ of affordable cut-throat technology which has essentially made us into film-makers.

Raw footage is always confronting. When I saw the waters take over Sendai Airport inch by inch, I felt this unbelievable chill because I could see cars parked innocently further down its path, and I knew they would be destroyed. And I could only watch as the inevitable unfolded before me. That sense of helplessness as I could only sit and stare, it was quite surreal. I just didn’t really want to believe my eyes. Imagine the unspeakable horror and uncertainty as the people taking the videos were feeling as they wondered what was going before them. Could they escape? How would the waters move? Would they survive this, and could this be the last video they were taking? Perhaps they reckoned their videos would be their legacy, recording their last moments alive. In some ways, I can empathise, because your body is registering the motions before it, but there is a certain detachment from your mind to your body as it wonders whether this is the last breath you’re taking. You know death lingers near you, and yet you’re not immediately reacting to it emotionally until everything is over. It feels all quite slow-mo, I guess.

I think I will never forget that video where the waters took the houses and pushed them further inland, even crushing those big buildings in its way. The tides were unstoppable and furious. That particular footage really resembled a scene from an apocalyptic movie, which in recent years, is a popular genre. But for all of our intelligence, inventions and forecasts, we still lose miserably against nature, and with drastic losses as well.

The Japanese have a deep-rooted fear and respect for the sea. It is almost a spiritual relationship. Japan is filled with folklore and superstition, and I used to spend endless hours reading them with much interest. And you cannot miss the Japanese sentiments regarding the sea. The Soran Boshi is a popular song and dance demonstrating fishermen pulling their prized catches from the sea, and they worship tens of thousands of deities. Not surprisingly, many are sea-related entities. The Japanese are well-known for their voracious appetite for all things from the sea, i.e. fishes, sea urchins, pearls, whales, etc. I won’t be surprised if some of them reckon this is tenbatsu – a divine punishment from the heavens. What you take, you must give back. The religions they believe are quite similar across several cultures. You reap what you sow, you must pay for something you have taken. The cycle of karma is strict and unforgiving. Perhaps only the most flawless human can actually live up to such doctrines without an inch of self-doubt or wavering. I find this concept  similar to the Law of Moses. The Japanese may think they have angered some god or deity, thus warranting this calamity upon themselves, and before we start laughing, superstition is woven into us even without us being conscious of it. I have caught myself on several occasions. There is, of course, a differentiation between superstition and spiritual warfare, but that is for another day.

I don’t profess to know the Japanese culture well, but I know enough to understand why the Japanese behave the way they have, in the face of an unspeakable humanitarian crisis. Nationalistic and fiercely loyal to their kind, they are immensely proud to be Japanese. They want to sort this out themselves, as much as possible. Japan is probably the most eccentric country because they are so advanced in technology, science and R&D. However, they are also the most conservative, superstitious and spiritual country in the same breath. These two aspects clash and co-live in the most puzzling manner, and the longer you dwell in and understand their culture, the more it makes sense. It’s very intriguing.

As I’m typing this, Mom just called to say that my cousin has taken the first flight out from Tokyo and is heading towards Singapore. He had experienced the tremors and finally had to leave after the nuclear reports were released. He mentioned that most people, who could leave, were leaving Tokyo, mass exodus style. Not sure whether he will continue his flight onwards back home to London, but at least he’ll be having a well-deserved rest in Singapore where our family and relatives will be pleased to have him there. My initial concern was for his safety when the earthquake struck, and just when you thought you could rest easier, it then got worse when the radiation issue was reported today. I’d experienced only the slightest of earthquakes in 2009, when I thought I was feeling oozy. I don’t want to imagine what he must have gone through.

I don’t think anyone could blame the Japanese for thinking that the Apocalypse is well and truly brought forth on them, in all its might and fury. Much as I see so much death, hopelessness and disaster all around such a nation which I adore, my only faith lies in the fact that God will work through the darkness and shed some light in the days, months and years to come. Because even when I have more questions than a 100% conviction, it is much better to be praying than lamenting and doing nothing… or relegating all these lives lost as a needed phase of evolution, Darwin’s theory of natural selection even. For many of those who died were elderly villagers, who could not stand a chance of outrunning a tide rushing towards them at the speed of a jetliner.

In 2006, there was a Japanese film titled Japan Sinks, where one of the members from SMAP acted in the main role. The archipelago of Japan was beginning to sink after a massive earthquake struck, causing the eruption of volcanoes in succession, including Mt Fuji. One end of the island began to sink, causing the rest to plummet under its weight. There was mass panic, evacuation, death and losses – very much like the dark times they are experiencing now. Much talk had begun on how real life had started to mirror fiction. And in the same year, there was a Japanese dark comedy spoof of the film, titled Everything except Japan Sinks, where in the year 2011 (how freaky is that?), there was a tectonic plates disaster which caused the continents to sink, and Japan was the only floating island left after the world sank. Survivors of the world flocked to Japan. Well, I guess no one would have thought that in the predicted year of 2011, Japan would be struck with consecutive disasters caused by similar factors on an unimaginable scale.

Life is frighteningly stranger than fiction.

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사랑해, 대한 !

16 Feb
It’s come to this… I so neeeeed to blog about him.
Lee Jinki, only aged bloody 22 is the latest muse of mine. His stage name is Onew, and he’s the leader of the band SHINee, a 5 member group who is so diverse and absolutely hilarious with their unofficial roles in the SHINee family. There’s a dad (Onew), a mom (Key), a lover (Jonghyun), an elder (Minho) and a younger son (Taemin). It’s side-splittingly funny – their endless ability to make fun of each other, and yet really support one another during difficult times still. I know all these because it happens to people who watch waaaay too many videos on them in all sorts of situations (idol comps, concerts, variety shows, reality shows, even fan cams who stalk them unknowingly, blah blah).

When I first saw SHINee’s MV on Lucifer (yes, I know the significance), my eyes were on Taemin. He could sing, looked good, danced pretty darn well. Turns out he is the strongest dancer of the group, and he started dancing since a looong time ago. Taemin is only 19, the youngest. WTH la. Anyway, as I checked out more and more vids, gentle Onew really grabbed my attention big time. Surprised myself even.

The guy’s a real hoot! OMG. I’d never seen an idol behave like him, it’s almost incredible. He’s such a klutz, and he falls over during concerts / competitions / ANYTHING. Once he flung his mic on stage and he actually dived to reach for it instinctively, so you could only see 2 legs flying up in the air as he fell back. Not a gag, it was a real live performance! That was so frickin’ funny that I actually doubled over in my chair. Good grief. Or falling backwards in his chair during an interview show. Only Onew.

After checking out tons more info on him, it turns out he has an Onew Condition, which his members coined for his immeasurable ways of falling / slipping / saying really cold jokes / numerous funny expressions / gags. It will always appear somehow and somewhere. Initially, his members thought Onew was doing it on purpose for entertainment, but after some time, they realised he was totally clueless himself. He’d either sing out of key and grin mischievously, or say something which no one could react to. Coooold. And the best part is, the members will sing a short melody whenever the Onew Condition appears. The lyrics are – “Whatever he does, it’s the Onew Condition”. In his haste to hug Minho for winning the high jump at the MBS Idol Sports Comp, he knocked over the pole and successfully smacked another female idol down as he stumbled. 

And that was just one of the myriad of accidents he had, all captured on film. He tripped down the stairs, smacked people unwittingly, banged his forehead on objects above him, etc. Too many!

He’s totally well-known for his weird talents, like spinning a tea table with his finger (unbelievable until I saw the vid, tea table not very small and light lor), having a reasonable grasp of English (and even got American accent one) like conversing briefly with an MC who wanted to test his English when SHINee was in HK or during the Korean quiz show where he answered everything in English correctly whilst Shindong got his all wrong (HAHA!), being really studious (2nd in school, and incidentally, his best subj was English because he actually memorised the book lor), beat-boxing, MCing, imitating Donald Duck and even his members like Jonghyun for fun. People are really curious about him. They’re always laugh-out-loud moments and I don’t remember how many times I actually had to smack my hands together deliriously or bang the table because they are SO funny. Goodness. And when the radio program asked Onew to do a ‘sexy version’ of congratulatory messages, the poor DJs were also smacking the table or bursting out into uncontrollable laughter at how he was doing it. I really had aching sides, I tell you. It’s now my alarm tone, haha!

And of course, his vocals. He can really sing, especially when he does solos or duets with other idols. Being picked for a musical was proof of his talent, but he was very modest and didn’t want to talk about it too much. It’s quite obvious that he doesn’t want his members to feel left out. However, his talents only shine through when he isn’t with SHINee, since he always takes a back stand. And his fans are amassing in serious numbers, haha. During his solo performance in Taiwan, he sang Jay’s .

Oh, not forgetting – he has this obsession over chicken. Fried ones preferably. OMG. It was so funny seeing him go crazy shooting the chicken ad, an endorsement from SHINee. His members really ROFLed just watching their leader go berserk. And his eyes and face just light up when anyone says chicken, and he pips ‘Chicken!’ if anyone says food. It’s darn adorable. Really lights up like no tomorrow, you can see his happiness and contentment. Happens at any talk shows, radio shows, whatever. He’s very consistent, haha. And the way he indulges in his fav things, his face tells it all. He really enjoys it like a little contented boy.

 

He has pecs, damnit! Jonghyun let the cat out of the bag during Hello Baby. Onew kept wearing those darn long-sleeved tops for some reason for all the performances, until they had to do the image change for Lucifer. Because of the album, all members underwent some pretty grown-up image makeover, and he sported a tight black semi-transparent top, showing a very toned back with really nice contours. I was literally… gaping. He showed really nice arms, but the pecs still remained hidden to this day. Sigh. One of the MCs accidentally felt his muscles through his jacket during the program, and when he asked Onew about it, he smiled sheepishly. It was so endearing.

 

Onew doesn’t stand out initially because he’s usually ok just being in the background. He has many talents and doesn’t showcase them intentionally, until people finger him out and ask him to demo. He’s gaining a lot of recognition and attention. As a leader, he mentioned that he was always insecure about whether he could lead his members, and he wanted their talents to shine as well. He works tirelessly and even after he trips, falls down stairs even, or is really tired and sleepy (he actually had a quick eyeshut as he was standing on stage once), he will smile to cover up his fatigue.

His members have expressed their concerns because he masks his pain very well, especially if he suffers an injury onstage, he gets right back up and finishes the routine. Once, he went back to the car and started to cry because he was bearing severe pain, and the members then realised he was holding his anguish in. He looks after his dongsengs well, and despite the fact that they make fun of him sometimes since he jokes around with them, they really respect him. Taemin wants to surpass him because he looks up to him a lot, even though Onew behaves like the dongseng all the time, haha! Their interactions are addictively funny. He’s always lifting his members’ spirits up by making them laugh and simply just by being himself. This can be seen during intervals when everyone looks visibly tired, but he makes them crack up by saying or doing something.

 

And yes, that smile. Wow. It’s captivating. Every time he smiles that smile of his, his members forgive him. And they should! He has one of those contagious, beautiful smiles that lights up his face and makes you think the world is a big flowery place. Serious. I find it rare to find a winsome smile nowadays, and he has one just like that. He’s very innocent and boyish, and he’s such a dork. Imagine Taemin and him inhaling helium from balloons and yakking in hilarious high-pitched tones, screaming, “I wanna rooooock!!” So random la.
So, during the rare times when he’s serious, it’s like … he’s friggin’ hawt, haha. I mean, I don’t go all ra-ra crazee like the fangirls who made the vids really hard to listen to from their screams when he ups the ante (haha), but wow, when he becomes Charisma Tofu (his nick when he becomes all suave and everything’s coordinating well) and turns up the heat, he reeeeaaaally knows what makes the fangirls tick. A smirk, his winsome smile, a timely flick of his hair… smite me. I am weak agst people like him – they’re usually funny but when they turn their charms on and become all sensual on you, it’s just sooo hawt. And then in a split second, he smiles and reverts to his innocent wholesome self. Aww. I cannot understand why I didn’t see Onew in the first place. In fact, he was my least fav somemore.
In two words, I’m too materialistic, hahaha. I shouldn’t have gauged people by first impressions.
Fangirls rock because they do screenshots of that vid every fan has seen, and I have the vid too, haha. A sweaty, flirty Onew performing Lucifer. A must have.
He was way too adorable when he ran away from the toddler whom SHINee was supposed to care for during Hello Baby. He barricaded himself with pillows, ran away from him like no tomorrow, and refuuuused to hold the poor thing. I mean, seeing his track record, one couldn’t blame him. He can actually trip whilst walking on a normal road. That’s actually a hazard, haha. He said that when he was a boy, he carried something and it ended badly, so he wasn’t gonna take his chances with somebody else’s son. The toddler got attached to him though, as he did with every other member too. After 3 months and on the final day of shooting, Onew got caught up in the spirit and actually carried the toddler up… just to put him into a time capsule, haha. The captions said, “He did it! He carried Yoogeun!” To be honest, I think the media really cares for him very much, since he’s such a precious person… so accident-prone la.
Onew is very good friends with Kyuhyun (the vid showing them happily walking together with shoulders around each other during SM Town was pure win!) and when Onew had his debut in a musical recently, Kyu and SHINee’s members were all seen trooping along together to see his opening show. Man, what a sight! And Onew is always seen at big idol gatherings talking to everyone from other idol groups, chatting with staff, playing a fool, making really funny facial expressions, mucking around with his dongsengs, and being chummy with his hyungs. Of course, like most idols, he’s also into skinship. He can indulge in some really dodgy moments with some of his members, mostly with Jonghyun (lover) and Key (mom). Of course, Onew is the father figure, so he ‘gets it on’ with Key sometimes, haha! Key loves dragging him to the washroom, or off to some random place even though Onew’s in the midst of something. It’s hilarious! Almost like girls really.
 

Minho, being the elder son figure, looks after Onew during the rare moments when Onew is sick, or when he had that accident with his knee and subsequently fell unconscious from shock after a light crashed near him during a performance. Minho was seen by his side at first instance and after. Even during performances, Minho looks out for his leader. But once, Minho knocked Onew’s mic off his hand and Onew did a really quick catch, so quick that you wouldn’t know until the vid replayed at a slower pace, haha. They exchanged cheeky smiles and resumed their performance as if nothing happened. It was really sweet.
Onew once commented that since he smiled so much, people would immediately ask him “What’s wrong!?” frantically if he didn’t. He’s polite, always never failing to bow to staff and thanking them when they wrap up shooting, or even in cases when he had to hug and comfort a crying Key after SHINee won an award, he still remembered to bow and thank the camera crew as they walked by. He never forgets to bring around plates to share with everyone too, especially in cold weather.
Vids really capture Tofu Onew well. Pictures don’t, haha. He must be seen to be believed, and I have so many vids of him that it’s not funny. I totally dig his sense of humour. He’s the best.
Dorky, hilarious, precious, serious, hardworking, modest, and HAWT only when he wants to. I don’t know why, but I just feel like I know you well somehow. It’s a different feeling compared to my other muses. Anyway, Jinki hwighting! Noona Qing is your fan, haha. Like Kyu, you look good in short hair too. I likeee.

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Fractale . GOSICK

7 Feb

Coming back to Melbourne from Singapore after a 3 week break can be a little disorientating. After all, Singapore seems familiar but new. My core remains there with parents, relatives and long-standing friends for decades, and yet I don’t know the place well because I am, in theory, a visitor. My residence now points to an obscure little room in a South Eastern suburb in Victoria, where I am expiring day after day by myself with some friends and no relatives in the country.

It’s strange.

Anyway, being away from the people and noise means I can now turn my attention back to A.NI.ME. And that means a belated check on what titles to choose for the current season. I remember briefly what caught my fancy after reading the helpful synopsis from Random Curiosity, but it doesn’t mean I can recollect effortlessly. Sigh. The perils of aging.

So, since last season had been an orgasmic feast of titles, I have quietly chosen 2 series to follow this time. And in an unprecedented gesture of faith, I downloaded 4 of their episodes respectively in one swift movement. Yes, most of us prefer to hmm and haww after one episode. “Should we give it more time? Maybe the 2nd episode will rock? Can’t stand the illustration!” etc etc. Well, I decided I’d regret after the 4th.

And regret I didn’t! That’s a relief, hey?


Fractale (フラクタル)

The character designs initially spelt boring to me. It’s not in a bad way, it just felt bland. Well, only for the first few seconds really, truly. I forgot about it as I was already eager to find out about the world that Clain (a variation of Cain, not?) lived in. You just knew the introduction was all about showing us the current social structure that Clain’s world was in, and how it would be a big FAIL. Doppels as your parents are not cool. Perhaps to some, yes. At my age and for my parents? Well, no thanks. Flawed as my parents are, I think they’re best in the flesh. It may not be a bad idea to be handled ‘pocket money’ from some big ass govt in the sky though. Hmmm, food for thought.

Loved the technology illustration and the crispness of it all. I’m easily impressed with fancy lights and effects. Enjoyed how Clain just effortlessly switched platforms and moved things with his fingers, so Minority Report-ish. I don’t need anything more original, I’m happy with that concept already! In some way, I’m hoping I can live to see such technology commercialized for the man on the street, and in another way, I’m already mourning for the dearth of all things simple, manual and rustic.

You probably think I’ll be great friends with Clain, yes? Him with his obsession with antiques (which are probably the products of our current era). No, I’m not a crazed fan like him, but I think on some level, all of us feel an affinity to something of the past. Why not? We all have our histories, ne?

Phryne (such names must drive these seiyuus mad, really) is our token enigmatic character. She seems to be the key to everything propping the world up in Fractale, and yet is shown as a betrayer to that world and its super welfare-friendly system. Did you guys see how cool that music app was at the caravan park? Anyway, she will be someone to look out for.

Nessa is one of those characters who is bubbly, cheery, and will most likely hold a vast amount of outbursts which will surprise the viewers, well, especially Clain. We all see that coming, yes? He’ll take her for granted until he gets a taste of his own medicine, haha. I’m curious as to what powers she is hiding under her miko attire. It’ll probably be breathtaking and spectacular when she unleashes her true self/potential. Please don’t self-destruct though. I’m getting tragic flashbacks from Xenosaga.

Clain. Well, our boy is the protagonist in this show right? Although his insistence on being hostile towards the Lost Millennium may look childish and unreasonable, remember that he IS only a boy. Unless you’ve been through truly difficult circumstances (failing a test or harvesting a pimple before a ball does NOT count), I guess it’s only polite that we reserve all our initial comments towards his attitude problem. I mean, he hasn’t really lost a limb from living with the doppels of his parents, who incidentally are listening to the weaknesses of their flesh and happily letting go of troublesome things like, oh I don’t know, responsibility? Life still goes on there in Fractale world, until you question … THE MATRIX.

Oops, wrong show.

I can, on some level, empathize with Clain. We never really know what’s better for us until we taste it. Some people seem to be borned with an insatiable appetite for adventure, change and risk. I’m not one of those guys, and I don’t think that necessarily makes me inferior. I know it’s awesome in anime world to be ‘chosen’ to do things – be paired with a dragon/warrior/priestess/etc and set off to carve your name in legacy, but in reality, I don’t think I’m arsed to do it. I don’t want to run around and I don’t want to give up all my material possessions. Sure, I’d suffered a horrifying accident, struggled to survive in a huge dramatic way and lived to tell the tale, but it doesn’t translate to me relinquishing my humanity, shaving my hair and enrolling into a nunnery.

What am I on about? Oh boy.

I felt an initial irk towards Clain when he was going on and on about the seemingly nice people in the Lost Millennium, but again, who can probably guarantee that they won’t feel this way initially? You had a pretty ok life until it got all screwed up and then you witnessed people being murdered before you. Nothing makes sense anymore, and that’s pretty frightening.

Phryne intrigues me because she is still being kept out of the viewers’ radar. What is she thinking of? Who is Nessa really? How integral is Phryne’s existence to the system in Fractale? It seems like without her, everything will crumble. And when did she begin to harbour thoughts of rebellion against the system which seemingly needed her? All very appetizing questions which will keep me watching, most probably until the end.

 


GOSICK -ゴシック-
In all honesty, the title should earn a medal of some sort, shouldn’t it? Go Sick. Even in Singlish, we don’t put these 2 words together. Maybe it means something in a language somewhere, so I’ll just drop the subject.

I had no intention to watch this when I was perusing this season’s selections some time back. I have no interest in loli culture, and it’s as simple as that really. Just doesn’t pique my curiousity, doesn’t whet my appetite, doesn’t do anything to me. But when I read the overall impressions on Random Curiosity after the 4th episode was released, I had to reel in my initial thoughts and pondered about it for a while.

Conclusion: Well then, why not? ‘No interest’ does not translate into hate, right?

And guess what, I like it! Yes, as forewarned, it’s predictable and doesn’t really spring in much surprises. The designs are pleasant – nothing refreshing or totally knock-you-off-your-socks-kind. They’re nice to look at, and for lolis, they usually look like that, so I have no further comments. This loli is a super mature one solving the most gruesome crimes, and she is also a wagamama hime who screams and kicks Kujo whenever she wants to (and actually isn’t annoying when she does that … how did that happen!??). Of course, who can forget the most important component – she has a secret history! *gasp* Folks, we have the formula to a cliché story, and yet GOSICK is still attractive to me!

I reckon it’s the mystery-solving aspect that has really gotten me hooked. I like how Victorique (not Victorikaaaa!) solves these crimes with such a keen eye and a straight-laced face. Yes, on that loli face. Loli face with a Holmes pipe, mind you. What an interesting contradiction. Also, the component of tying crimes to well-believed ghost stories, myths and urban tales are things which we do hear about in real life too. The human aspect of fear, making mistakes, the emotions of revenge and love are all true and living. It propels people to do things which they cannot imagine. I feel sorry for Victorique since she must have lived her life estranged from people, reading their faces and body languages meticulously like books. And well, I guess thankfully, she meets Kujo early in her life, so she won’t turn out to be as dysfunctional as she could be, haha!

I’ll be following the pair’s antics with much glee, and hopefully they’ll depart from the formula of ‘Kujo-Victorique-Avril’ dynamics because that would be … a little disappointing, although not lethal. For some reason, doesn’t that remind you of Hayate no Gotoku … anyone?

Ah yes, how can I forget? I love that ED by Komine Lisa – Resuscitated Hope. What an apt name for the nature of this series. I enjoy most of the songs she’d lent her voice to, and this one is of no exception. There’s something nice about the music, especially in the beginning when it has a grand feel to it, something like James Bond. And the melody isn’t all too predictable, which always makes me listen twice. And that’s a good thing. I’m definitely keeping a Sauron eye for the release of this single.

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The Disappearance of Suzumiya Haruhi

2 Jan

Koizumi and Kyon

Koizumi, you baaad baaad man for suggesting something so perverted. But you’re off the hook because I love you and Ono Daisuke. There’s just something appealing about boys in blazers and ties. Hnnnnnngh.

 

The title of this movie is misleading, ain’t it? Of course, it was about Haruhi and she pranced around a lot in the beginning and ending bits. Bits only. But the main star(s) wasn’t Haruhi much. Nope, not at all. I did enjoy seeing Haruhi and Koizumi donning different uniforms though. Nice! Tomokazu Sugita must have had 3 litres of water on standby in the recording studio for talking so much in the movie. I’m not complaining, because I love him too. Yes yes, shoot me. I feel Sugita-sama is Kyon, Kyon is him, and the world is therefore set right.

Without giving too much of the plot away, I must say, Nagato was just moe-personified. Yes, I know she was also moe in The Melancholy series, but she was moe on a totally different scale here. Well y’know, moe-ness can be described on many levels. I only wish Kyon displayed more interesting reactions. Then again, if he did, it would have felt… out of character and inconsistent with the mood of the situation which Kyon found himself stuck in. At least the directors indulged us with a different side to our favourite humanoid. I’m sure male fans are crying grateful tears.

Again, the time tangent x space vacuum x continuum interruption theory went over my head faster than air. I kinda get the gist of it, thanks to Koizumi’s normal (non-espa) entity illustrating the possibilities of the weird happenings around them on serviettes.

Speaking of serviettes, when Koizumi thanked Kyon for handing him another serviette to draw on, I actually thought that was a nice intentional touch. I mean, anime series usually focus on all the supernatural, the blasts and the quirky. I found that gesture – being so ordinary – stood out in a good way. In the midst of the drama, they didn’t forget to ‘normalise’ these characters and make them essentially like us, the stalkish people watching them. Oh well, I’m off on a tangent. Gomen.

I believe I was quite slow in knowing of the movie and watching it. I only realised it was floating around after perusing Good Smile Company’s website and seeing the Nendoroids of Kyon and Nagato in Disappearance Version. I was like, “Oh, the Disppearance Version! Hmm, of course… wonder if it’s subbed…” And voilà! It was! The beauty of such a finding was that I wasn’t counting down the days to it. It’s nice to be ignorant once in a while.

For those who’d read the light novels, did the movie stay true to the contents? I didn’t know anything about this beforehand, so I actually enjoyed the movie tons because… well, I didn’t know what to expect. It was pretty good to be thinking and guessing as the story line went on. Kyon’s imouto was adorable as usual, and for some reason, the sibling combo made me think of Ore no Imōto ga Konna ni Kawaii Wake ga Nai almost instinctively. Heh. But no, it wasn’t in that way, you perverts.

Loved the movie much. It was good because a different Nagato was spell-binding and Kyon was faced with such a huge dilemma that made him question himself so relentlessly, even though you knew what his choice was going to be. He wrapped up the movie with a fantastic conclusion of his role and its impact in the SOS Brigade, and his relationship and (usually underestimated) effect on Miss Ultimate-Dictator-of-The-Whole-Wide-Universe Suzumiya Haruhi.

Now that he was awakened to the notion of his significance and yet still so modest and quiet about it, it was thus amazing to sit back and realise that Kyon had matured incredibly since his early days in The Melancholy series. And with such a secret to share with Nagato, one could feel that our favourite humanoid wasn’t alone anymore. The ending with him on one bended knee (NOT what you think) and the snow that gently appeared unexpectedly in the final seconds as Kyon uttered, “Yuki…” in front of Nagato Yuki (ahem) were powerful on so many levels. It was sweet.

Kyon was a real star in this movie, and he should be. You ladies’ man, you.

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The Year of 2009

1 Feb

January 2009 has been nothing short of ‘firsts’ for me.

1) Witnessing Barack Obama being sworn-in as President of the United States. I felt so proud of that country. Needless to say why he was considered a ‘first’ on my list.

2) Surviving the greatest heatwave ever recorded in Melbourne’s recorded history since mid-1880s. It was a first for locals too. Notwithstanding the obvious discomfort and inconveniences, it became a common topic to bind everyone together.

3) Watching the epic 5 hour tennis match between Nadal v Verdasco. Sheer brutality on both players’ bodies, but I was overwhelmed and impressed by their willpower and how they simply pushed their bodies to the utter limits. I realised later that it was the longest match ever in the history of the Australian Open. Another ‘first’!

4) Obtaining permanent residency in Australia. It was almost a year’s wait, although life went on as per normal during the interim. Immigration suffered a total computer system failure, and my application was swung to Brissy for processing instead. Everything was in God’s hands anyway, so I plodded on without twitching or feeling unnecessarily bothered. My nonchalent attitude probably puzzled many around me, or rather, everyone except those who shared the same faith as me.

Mom brought up the issue of buying a house here, which I had conveniently put aside because I wasn’t a PR holder. Now that I am, I’ve been a littl more proactive by perusing websites and consulting people around me. It is exciting though, because I’ll finally be able to live in a nice house which I can add value to, put on some personal touches and call it my habitat, rather than holing up under a roof. I’m not really normadic by nature. I love the experience of living in different countries and cities, but as my age catches up with me, certain societal responsibilities and commitments have begun to make themselves clearer and more significant. Time has never been on anyone’s side, and I want to spend some quality time with my parents.

Post-Perth Thoughts

22 Sep

Back again in Melbourne, and actually, quite glad to be home. I miss my baby bolster, pillow and mattresses. I miss the humdrum days of walking around looking quite unglamourous in my room (not like I look better anyway, but you get the point). And I think ‘home’ is simply where I am comfortable living in, solely by my definition of course. My parents and the Singapore Gahment will tell me something quite differently.

It’s random, but I realise I have moved 4 times overseas – 2 times in the UK, 1 time in Perth, and 1 time in Melbourne. If plans do go ahead, it’ll be 2 times for the latter when my housemate & I vacate the apartment for a cheaper residence. I’ve gotten quite used to living minimally, and packing up is quite a familiar task for me. I suppose many will say it creates a sense of disconnectedness, because you don’t seem to grow roots long enough. I concur, and I don’t see why I should deny it.

The trip to Perth was great, and maybe timely. I fell very sick, right at the eve of departure. Needless to say, I think on hindsight, everything had seemed like a blur. I was too busy concentrating on fending the fever away, or trying to sound coherrent with an inflammed throat. But it was still a break, a complete cut-off from the sights & sounds of Melbourne, from work, from Melburnian contacts, from the short budding life I was building in the Eastern side, and returning to the familiar Western Australian background. I knew faces, places, streets, sights & sounds upon touchdown. Pretty amazing to note that nothing changed, coming from a Singaporean context where everything morphes, literally every minute.

Familiarity is sometimes comforting. I’d experienced far too many changes recently, and perhaps I failed to notice that I needed a familiar trigger to put me at ease. It was great to see Fremantle, lovely to meet up and chat with peeps without much awkwardness, feeling a sense of accomplishment when receiving my certificate from the Chancellor on-stage. During a stretch, I even had a moment of truth on why my cousins actually valued history!

The longer I’m away from Singapore, the more distant I’m starting to feel emotionally towards it. It’s not the family and friends I’m referring to, it’s simply the country and what it stands for. I wear my Singaporean badge quite happily, because I really like being a Singaporean. We bash Singapore up for the usual reasons, but beneath it all, I don’t hate it. Still, it’s starting to feel emptier.

I continue to walk hand-in-hand with God. Or rather, I try very hard to do that. Mostly, He’s always waiting for me, because I get distracted by the many sparkling temptations on the display windows along the path called My Life. Sometimes, I miss the whole picture, or I lament at a lost opportunity. I went to Perth wondering why I was feeling so sick, but I came back to Melbourne feeling loved, pampered, remembered, accomplished and strengthened. The sickness was physically draining, but the boost in my spiritual and mental psyches were immeasurable. I wasn’t necessarily ‘drowning’ prior to the trip. Life was alright, I didn’t stray nor question nor become tired of God. But He saw fit to give me that extra lift, and I really appreciate that.

Most people jokingly commented that my next phase in life was to find a partner. Within that casual demeanour laid true intentions which were not hidden with much effort. Even I must admit, it seems like the most natural thing to do. People who remain single have always been deemed incomplete. No matter the amount of books, seminars and the most passionate speeches on singleness which have been churned and piled upon us, it is still a characteristic of the human psyche to view singleness as insufficient. No point denying it, it lies within each and everyone of us.

I can only embrace singlehood, I can’t say I embrace couplehood. I cannot profess I accept something which I know nothing of, and have never tasted of. I am not against the concept, nor am I actively refusing the possibility. But like most other singles whom I have the privilege of knowing in Melbourne, we have left our so-called ‘destinies’ into the hands of Our Creator. Dare I say, I don’t sit around on my bum hoping a potential will come knocking on my door (although who is to say God can’t arrange that?)

I merely put my life arrangements into His Hands and I go about my usual business. Am I discontented, dissatisfied, feeling abandoned or lonely? Of course. I am never really contented with my life. I wish I can be more organised, I wish I have more money… I wish I wish I wish. The desires and wants are always greater than the needs. And who is to say you won’t feel lonely even with a spouse and kids? Loneliness is not solely the affliction for the single person, it actually discriminates no one. Only God can truly saturate us, and I want to start by having a healthy, fulfilling, & sufficient relationship with God. It is work in progress, and I continue to petition to Him everything that comes to my mind. And if things can happen in His will and He wishes to consider some of my desires, then they will come to pass. Remember, He loves us all, and why try to think your plans will benefit yourself when He is all-knowing? This is not an excuse for passivitiy, but this makes me even more excited to know God intimately, so that I know what He’s thinking of, and slowly, His wishes and desires will also become mine. If you think individuality becomes gobbled up, it doesn’t. In fact, it’s amplified. He already made me different from the rest, and He has plans uniquely for me. He only wants to prosper me, to use my talents and stretch my potential.

Individuality in God’s realm is the testament to His intelligent design.

Whether I remain single or not single, I neither fret nor doubt nor strive unnecessarily. If this is deemed as laziness, well then, let it be so.

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It’s that silver Olympic medal

24 Aug

With great aplomb, Mom informed me over the phone that Singapore secured its 2nd Olympic medal in 48 years. I knew about it, and unbeknownst to her, I was also observing the enormous explosion of comments and responses from Singaporeans after the haul. I knew it wasn’t going to be a straightforward matter.

A really ironic factor in a novel, don’t you think? China-born and raised foreign talents imported into Singapore to clinch a medal, and they won it doning Singapore’s crescent and stars, whilst standing on their home ground in Beijing. What emotions and feelings were going through their heads? I, for one, would really want to know.

Negativity was heavy in most of the sentiments I came across. It was really sad.

I’m not so sure where I stand. As a foreigner in another land, I deem myself an outsider on the shores I live and work in. My bonds and emotional attachments remain in Singapore, because my memories and loved ones are there. It is a place where I exist. It is a place where people love and remember me. Not in Exeter, Perth nor Melbourne. The level of intimacy cannot be forged overnight to replace 22 years in Singapore.

Many Singaporeans cry foul that these foreign imports will relinquish their Singaporean citizenships and return to China, since their “mission” is completed. It is heartening to know that some don’t blame the foreign imports, but rather, the circumstances that caused this dilemma to arise. Whether they formed a bond with Singapore or not, they did perform according to what was expected of them. Whatever they do next is simply up to their discretion. That is the sort of agreement in the beginning, and that is all to it.

A silver Olympic medal is attained, but at such costs. I don’t even feel right to comfortably congratulate myself, a Singaporean, that we have earned one. It feels like a procurement. I just can’t, and I know many of us share the same views.

Sitting here, watching how the Australians are rooting noisily for their national team invariably creates a sharp contrast. There is no fuss, no wuss, just a nation single-mindedly supporting their team. Australia is also a multi-cultural nation with immigrants streaming in by the minute. But there is still a difference between the two nations. And oh, what a difference!

Being abroad draws attention to my origin. Am I foremost Chinese, and then a Singaporean? Or is it the other way round? When people ask me if I’m Korean or Japanese, do I say I’m Chinese? Koreans from Korea, Japanese from Japan, but a Chinese can derive from various areas in modern times. And I always have an overwhelming urge to say that I’m Singaporean, although it’s not the right answer to an ethnical question.

The immigrants in Australia are absolutely comfortable in their own skins. They’re proud of being 2nd, 3rd or 4th generation Italians, Spaniards, English, Irish, Greek and so on. China-borned Chinese have no problems being Chinese. The issue arises when it comes to Singaporeans and Malaysians, because we are propelled to deny that we are from China (for various reasons).

I think nationalities are flexible, but ethnicities are not. You cannot deny you’re Indian when you are. I cannot deny I am Chinese. If you wish to stretch the argument, modern-generation Singaporeans and Malaysians all had forefathers primarily hailing from China and India, and so, we should all be celebrating our medal because we originated from the same place as our foreign imports.

But ultimately, that sense of belonging does not apply to them, as it does to Singapore-borned citizens. We hardly see China-Chinese, Koreans or Japanese teams with foreign ethnicities when it comes to representing their nations, when it really counts. We want people who really love the country, who laughs and cries with us, who gets our jokes and kampung stories. I think that’s really all it is. Bond with us. A white guy who was borned and bred in Singapore should also be considered a Singaporean since he experiences the same things as his Malay or Indian neighbours. But who’s to say we shouldn’t be proud of our ethnicities? Immigrants in Australia are proud of their origins, but they are fiercely loyal to Australia. Both worlds can meet, only if the individual wants to, and if the environment is safe and nurturing enough.

I think the issue is, there is speculation that these foreign imports probably do not love Singapore. They have done what they are paid to do, and so, I feel that this medal seems to be bought. It lacks the intrinsic value of a person who truly wishes to bring glory to the country. And really, that’s what the Olympic spirit is all about. Representatives from all the participating countries competing to see their countries’ flags hoisted high, and stretching their own limits as athletes.

A transaction of a Singapore citizenship for an Olympic silver medal is fair deal per se, but it is at the cost of the value of a Singapore citizenship. Citizens can only wonder how much pride we can take in being a Singaporean, when it is readily sold for a profit. I know most Singaporeans can’t be bothered to take up sports as a full-time job, but how many of those bubbling talents had been stubbed over the generations in favour of academic brilliance? Can we surely say there were none? Can we also say we truly have no talent in sports? None? Zero? Zilch? I don’t really think so, but as there isn’t a great environment for people to explore their latent gifts properly and in their own time, well, foreign imports are the shortcuts to successes in areas where Singaporeans aren’t given time to grow and blossom in.

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A Trip to Perthie

16 Jul

My itinerary is as follows:

13th Sept (Saturday/My Birthday!)
Arriving in Perth: 3.30pm

15th Sept (Monday)
Graduation in Perth Convention Centre: 7.00pm

17th Sept (Wednesday)
Departing from Perth: 6.00pm

Now, here’s some requests from me!

1) Is anyone willing to be my chauffeur to & fro the airport?
2) Put up this homeless kid in a lovely accommodation?
3) Sit through my graduation? I’ve got 3 tixs.

:P

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Graduation… but where?

10 Jul

Last night, I received an envelope marked to me from Murdoch University.

“How odd, I’m sure I returned all my library books”, I thought. Towards the last semester of my course, I went on a crazy reading spree, devouring almost anything I could lay my grubby hands on.

Lo and behold, I saw a familiar brochure slip out from its midst.

GRADUATION CONVOCATION IN PERTH CONVENTION CENTRE.
15 SEPTEMBER 2008.

Huh? I didn’t know I was scheduled for a convocation in Perth. The last time I talked to Graduations Office, they said they registered me for the one to be held in Singapore.

I began to entertain the idea of going for this one. My parents haven’t visited Perth, and I would really like to fly back and visit for a bit. Plus, my PR application is still pending, and I’m not sure whether I can really make it for the October date in Singapore. I really want to return home though, it’s more than the food obviously, but visa restraints are really frustrating me. And obviously, Immigration won’t tell you when they will process your application. It’s as if home security will be affected if they give you an approximate date. Still, it’s not like I’m being unreasonable. I understand where they’re coming from, I just wish they’ll be more flexible since I need to plan whether I want to book air tickets or not.

A convocation 2 days after my birthday. Sounds good huh. I’m already having visions in my head. Anyway, it’s far too early to say anything. I logged onto MyInfo and saw that they allowed me 2 options to select – Perth or Singapore. Wow, it’s actually efficient!?

Someone, give them an award please!

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