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The All Seeing Eye

It’s not that I’m obsessed with the Eye, admittedly I took rather a lot of pictures of it during the various days walking to and from Waterloo. But I suppose it’s just one of the more interesting and modern London features. Big Ben is overly antique and clichéd, while St Paul’s, despite being distinct, is just too far away and inaccessible. And besides, you never really know what you’re going to get with the Eye from the perspective of pigmentation, and there’s only one day a year when you’ll see such an array of colours in the still, cool night, glowing amidst the dark behemoth and facets that are the city of London.

Any takers?

From Home

It’s a strange thing, to come home, to go home, to see home. Differently.

There are a lot of messed up people in this world. Not because of relationships, not because of jobs, not because of a distinct lack of purpose in their general life. But because they just don’t know where home is.

Imagine finishing a day’s work and returning to a place you don’t recognise. To a place, empty, devoid of humanity. With no one to sit next to on the sofa, no one to gaze at the television, to make snide remarks with.

Imagine not really knowing how long, how far, how much you’re meant to live in one place before you might move to the next.

Imagine making a place you think is home only to suddenly remember somewhere else is home, or is it home, or is it not? Was it? Is this? Where is it? What? Here? Where? There? But… there? How? Could it be? Should I? Maybe? No? Yes…?

It kills you. Slowly. Just when you thought you could forget about it, and think it didn’t matter. It jumps out of the box, and sticks a stake through that weak, sensitive heart of yours.

But at least we’re not sheep. Eh?

Baa. Eat British Lamb

Home

Going home.
Where the sun don’t shine.
Where the tube don’t work
But it’s not ‘mine! mine! mine!’

Simpsons 300

Seriously, this is one of the most hilarious and actually well edited ‘fake trailers’ I’ve ever seen! Watch it!

Legend tells of a legendary warrior…

Legend tells of a legendary warrior whose kung fu skills were the stuff of legend. He travelled the land in search of worthy foes.

Cow: I see you like to chew. Maybe you should chew ON MY FIST!

The warrior said nothing as his mouth was full. Then he swallowed, and then he spoke.

Panda: Enough talk. Let’s fight.

He was so deadly in fact that his enemies would go blind from overexposure to pure awesomeness.

Croc: My eyes!

Cow: He’s too awesome!

Rabbit: And attractive.

Rabbit 2: How can we ever repay you?

Panda: There is no charge for awesomeness…or attractiveness.

Rabbit: *gasp*

It mattered not how many foes he faced they were no match for his bodacity. Never before had a panda been so feared… and loved.

Nausicaa, of the Valley of the Wind

I would say that people who think comics are incredulously childish and for little boys (and girls) who like to wook at wittle pickchers! Awwww … are not seeing things in a different light… but in that vein, they probably have never picked up anything remotely intelligent other than Archie.

But in a world that is becoming increasingly graphic, comics can be an amazing, effective and even intelligent means of communicating. Obviously I think most people would have to agree, but thence comes the notion that really, only children need pictures to be communicated to.

But arguments aside, maybe for another day, there’s a graphic novel that you really must look up entitled ‘Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind’ which is just epic on so many levels (and no, it doesn’t have big planes that turn into giant robots).

You’ll probably recognize the style of drawing as that of Hayao Miyazaki, the little known creator of Princess Mononoke, Howl’s Moving Castle and Spirited Away. That aside, Nausicaa is an old project of Miyazaki that started in 1982 all the way to 1994.

The incredible thing about the Nausicaa story is the depth and development of the protagonist, Nausicaa herself. To summarise (if you can summarise 7 volumes of 8 chapters of graphic literature totalling 1,264 pages), the world has been infested with some sort of poison producing mass of forest and fungus which is inhabited with ginormous insects. Humans are fighting over the remaining inhabitable land. Nausicaa, a peace loving princess of a land known as the Valley of the Wind, gets involved in this war while in the meantime discovering the secret of the strange expanding forest/fungi anomaly. Along the way she inspires, leads, defends and naturally her loving nature spawns quite a following, and along the way discovers the true nature of the poisonous forest as well as its terrible origins.

Miyazaki’s common ecological themes are obvious throughout the novel, while addressing other political and social themes throughout. But what is most endearing is really Nausicaa herself. The use of a woman as the person you empathise with is so effective, considering that in a post-apocalyptic world one would most likely associate a leader with someone of strength and all that, but that is what creates the identity of Nausicaa and is quite common in Miyazaki’s work (think of Spirited Away and Howl’s Moving Castle). Nausicaa’s strength in her weakness and determination and refusal to compromise are the carrying features of the story, and the touching sacrifices that others make for her, because of those qualities, are moving to say the least.

On a graphical note , ironically something that you remember as an afterthought after reading this incredible epic graphic novel, the illustrations are incredible. The detail and effort put into each frame is a sight to be hold and anyone who has seen the detail in any of Miyazaki’s animated works will appreciate what level it is on.

The strange thing about Nausicaa is that despite its greatness, I suppose on the forefront it does not come across as a ‘popular’ manga probably due to the depth of plot, as well as its immediate put offs. I mean, seriously, even after reading what I have just written above, there are not many people who would find a manga that dwells on social and political issues through the means of portraying a world full of giant insects and poisonous forests and fungi particularly entrancing, unless you are some sort of ecological green horticulturist. This is evidenced by the fact that I can only find 4 out of the 7 volumes of Nausicaa on Amazon.com. So, I have no idea where you can buy or read Nausicaa, though I’d probably go with amazon or Ebay and hope the rest of the volumes are released at some point . I don’t think Borders stocks it anymore but I could be wrong.

For evidence in just how deep and how metaphorical the uses of Miyazaki’s novels are, there’s actually a lecture series here you can read about it from University of Texas.


sample of Nausicaa

Macross Frontier

When I was young, I watched a show called Robotech. It was about pilots on earth in the year 2010 who flew planes that could turn into robots. How. Awesome. Is. That?

The thing about Robotech was that it was actually an American ‘bastardisation’ of three Japanese cartoons series called ‘Macross’, ‘Southern Cross’ and ‘Mospeada’. Strangely, though, this combination of three totally different cartoons worked out amazing well, and I was hooked.

The series actually began in 1984 and since then there have spawned a variety of other shows such as Macross II: Do You Remember Love, Macross 7, Macross Plus and Macross Zero, all revolving around the theme of big ass robots, aliens, and music that can kick those horrible aliens’ butts. Yes, there’s always some kind of love triangle, some gung-ho pilot genius flyboy and one, most probably two, hot chicks and a good friend who dies somewhere along the way.

It sounds remarkably clichéd and to be honest, it is, but it’s those HOT PLANES THAT TURN INTO ROBOTS! Damn.

But honestly, I think as with most anime, it’s the storyline and plot that really just get you most of the time, and personally, the youthful involvement that I had back in the 90s with the Robotech series that has brought me to love the Macross enterprise so endearingly. Which brings me to their latest endeavour; Macross Frontier.

Macross Frontier, to me, had a really poor start. Mainly because it just seemed to take all its ideas from the original Macross series, i.e. schoolboy who accidentally jumps into an aeroplane kills an alien and rescues a girl. That’s literally the entire first episode of the first Macross episode, duplicated. And yet, the entire series takes off on its own path from there, which I was relieved by. Sure, the whole series was meant to commemorate the 25th anniversary of Macross so in a way it paid tribute to its predecessors, but following such an unoriginal tangent wore a bit thin. But as I write this, episode 16 has just been released and seriously, I’m hooked on a plot that just forces you to ask for more.

The problem with modern day anime are the rather subversive sexual tones you find in them and unfortunately Macross Frontier is no different. There are some very weird jokes in them which make you wonder why you’re watching it, but generally speaking the jokes tone down and the usual serious global (universal) crisis plot takes over. To summarise without giving too much away, Macross Frontier is actually the name of a large colonized fleet; basically think of a dozen or so huge ass fish bowls complete with bridges, beaches, skyscrapers, sea, carrying humans through space. Naturally, there is an enemy in the darkness known as the Vajra who attack and only the best of the best can defeat them. Enter our protagonist, a pretty (seriously) boy who wants to fly and kill some aliens and along the way meets the most famous woman in the universe and also the adopted sister of his commanding officer. Throw in a couple of schoolmates who just happen to be gifted pilots (one is a sniper…coolness. Have you ever seen huge robots sniping with a huge ass sniper rifle??) and some pretty good songs (by Yoko Kanno, no less – from Cowboy Bebop and Vision of Escaflowne), and you have Macross Frontier!

You can figure out the rest. You can watch it at veoh.com or crunchyroll.com (for purely sampling purposes, you should buy it) and I highly recommend it.

Please note that even though I do like robots, I like the plot too, and it is good. I promise.

A new way

I was attempting to try a different method of post-processing photos and quite liked the way this turned out. It’s not really very romantic, I have to say, but I like the feel of the colours, and I think it adds to the rather impressive ceiling of this church. Anyway.

Defensive Stupidity

I honestly don’t know why people are defensive about certain things.

Well, okay, that’s just silly, of course I know, it’s because they’re insecure with their insecurities and their more-than-a-hamster-running-in-a-wheel stupidity (minus the cuteness).

So I suppose the real question should be, why are people not willing to lower their stupidited-ness? Knowledge is something we all lack, whether it be in the things we ought to know, and most definitely in the things that we do not. So the most intelligented-ness thing one could and possibly should do is receive the enlightenment of a more well informed and experienced individual.

But I know people who, even when engaging in activities they profess to know nothing about, get extremely fidgety and tense and “leave me alone” defensive when you begin to advise them on the process. A word of advice. Don’t. There are many reasons why, but most obvious of all is that YOU DON’T KNOW ANYTHING ANYWAY, so refusing words of advice or instructions in how to do something just makes you look more dense and hamster-in-a-wheelish than I already think (and now know) you are.

Well sure, there’s always the defense of ‘I want to try myself’ or ‘I won’t learn if you keep telling me what to do’, but seriously, in this day and age, who the hell has the time. Your waste of time is my waste of time, and time is money and generally all things fun that I want to do.

What really takes the cake and all the whipped cream and cherries on top for me, is that these types of people inevitably begin to complain about the time spent doing the things they refused advice on. Or, they just complain about how the way they’re doing it doesn’t seem to work properly, or they are suffering, or some other similar infantile monologue.

Why? Why? Why?

Be Like Children…

Should have put these together with this image. Anyway. Cute!!! Can’t get enough. la dee da…