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1st August 10 Choice 1: Invisible Waves (Thai) Director: Pen-Ek Ratanaruang Choice 2: Enigma (English) Director: Jeannot Szwarc
8th August 10 Choice 1: Nobody is Perfect (Va a Ser Que Nadie es Perfecto)(Spanish) Director: Joaqun Oristrell Choice 2: The Tall Blond Man with One Black Shoe (Le Grand Blond Avec Une Chaussure Noire) (French) Director: Yves Robert
15th August 10 Choice 1: The Return of the Tall Blond Man with One Black Shoe (Le Retour du Grand Blond) (French) Director: Yves Robert
Choice 2: My Little Bride (Eorin Shinbu) (Korean) Director: Ho-joon Kim
22nd August 10 Choice 1: Ghostwood (English) Director: Justin OBrien Choice 2: Black Rainbow (English) Director: Mike Hodges
29th August 10 Choice 1: The Visitor (English) Director: Thomas McCarthy Choice 2: Room 205 (Kollegiet) (Danish) Director: Martin Barnewitz
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Dear Readers, Remember the TV commercial in which that looking-extremely-pleased-with-himself guy popped up on the screen every two seconds with a t-shirt saying Change is here? I dont know if I should, but I feel a bit like that guy today. It is one of the most excruciating things in life, this change business. I wish things were not this subjective. I wish we lived in a world small enough for us to show everything to everyone before anything got printed. Most of all, I wish we were all colour blind and could only see black and white. And its not as if we have redesigned the solar system, you know. Far from it. Our changes are probably so small that some of you will feel obligated to say Whats the big deal?! to which we will say That we dont know dude, but you asked for it! And you did ask for it. Again and again. You said that in the last eleven months we have jacked up the content eleven times over but the design has not really covered more than the mandatory ground clearance limit. To which we said, All in good time. But since we were covering Japan this time, that country where no one talks about change any more because it is always happening, we thought maybe there will never be a better time. So anyway, here it is, yet another installment in our merry ride. Just in case you dont find this exposition dramatic enough, turn to Cultures in Conversation (Page 44) on costume dramas. Theres some pretty serious stuff about changing clothes in the movies in there. Through it all, may Cinema be with you.
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Death By Karaoke
Karaoke n. a form of entertainment, offered typically by bars and clubs, in which people take turns to sing popular songs into a microphone over pre-recorded backing tracks. Origin: 1970s: from Japanese, literally empty orchestra (www.oxforddictionaries.com) It seems like a harmless, albeit drunken, form of entertainment. But if you find yourselves in the Philippines try not to mix this innocuous pastime with a particular Frank Sinatra songyou might be left with a fatal combination. Dont believe us? Take a look at these excerpts from a New York Times article published in February of this year: The authorities do not know exactly how many people have been killed warbling My Way in karaoke bars over the years in the Philippines, or how many fatal fights it has fueled. But the news media have recorded at least half a dozen victims in the past decade and includes them in a subcategory of crime dubbed the My Way Killings. The killings have produced urban legends about the song and left Filipinos groping for answers. Are the killings the natural byproduct of the countrys culture of violence, drinking and machismo? Or is there something inherently sinister in the song? Whatever the reason, many karaoke bars have removed the song from their playbooks. And the countrys many Sinatra lovers, like Mr. Gregorio here in this city in the southernmost Philippines, are practicing self-censorship out of perceived self-preservation. [] And Filipinos, who pride themselves on their singing, may have a lower tolerance for bad singers. Indeed, most of the My Way killings have reportedly occurred after the singer sang out of tune, causing other patrons to laugh or jeer. The trouble with My Way, said Mr. Gregorio, is that everyone knows it and everyone has an opinion.
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Others, noting that other equally popular tunes have not provoked killings, point to the song itself. The lyrics, written by Paul Anka for Mr. Sinatra as an unapologetic summing up of his career, are about a tough guy who when there was doubt, simply ate it up and spit it out. Butch Albarracin, the owner of Center for Pop, a Manilabased singing school that has propelled the careers of many famous singers, was partial to what he called the existential explanation. I did it my way its so arrogant, Mr. Albarracin said. The lyrics evoke feelings of pride and arrogance in the singer, as if youre somebody when youre really nobody. It covers up your failures. Thats why it leads to fights. Defenders of My Way say it is a victim of its own popularity. Because it is sung more often than most songs, the thinking goes, karaoke-related violence is more likely to occur while people are singing it. The real reasons behind the violence are breaches of karaoke etiquette, like hogging the microphone, laughing at someones singing or choosing a song that has already been sung. The Philippines is a very violent society, so karaoke only triggers what already exists here when certain social rules are broken, said Roland B. Tolentino, a pop culture expert at the University of the Philippines. But even he hedged, noting that the songs triumphalist nature might contribute to the violence. (www.nytimes.com/2010/02/07/world/asia/07karaoke.html)
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Marco Polo first introduced Japan to the world in the 13th century as Zipanguthe Land of Gold. Though the Japan of today may not be a land of gold, the Neo Zipangu does possess powerful magnetic attractions, a great cultural variety, and colourful and inspiring natural attractions distinctly woven within our four seasons. Every one of the seasons has its own colourful event and festival, or matsuri. Japan is a treasure-trove of traditional performing arts, and is known for cultural pursuits such as the tea-ceremony, ikebana and bonsai. Facilities abound that offer you a hands-on experience in cultural arts. Give it a try. The experience may just lead you to discover another aspect of yourself. Japan is vigorously gaining in popularity as a tourist destination that is easily accessible and that anyone can enjoy on a reasonable budget with a sense of complete security. Intertwined with a genuine and heart-warming hospitality, Japan awaits you. Welcome to our Japan! For more information visit: www.mumbai.in.emb-japan.go.jp/en. The cultural arm of the Japanese Consulate offices across India have been continuously hosting several activities that promote Japanese culture. Several Japanese art demonstrations that included sumi-e (brush painting), ikebana (flower arrangement), origami (paper folding) and karate (martial arts) have been organised across the country. Similarly the screening of several Japanese films, exhibitions of Japanese dolls and toys, Japanese musical concerts and quiz competitions have also been hosted.
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Tanmoy Goswami discovers the Japanese for dog eat dog. Stray Dog (Nora Inu) Toho Company Ltd., 1949 Director: Akira Kurosawa Cast: Toshir Mifune, Takashi Shimura, Isao Kimura Certification (UK): PG. General viewing, but certain scenes may be unsuitable for children under eight Awards: 4 wins Stray Dog startled me at least ten times in its two-hour runtime. Even as letters and citations and newspapers in the patent vertical script kept marking it as a Japanese film, and even as cross-legged sitdowns and kimonos anchored it in tradition, the film ever so often escaped into a cultural palimpsest, a marvellous worldliness that made me get up and turn off the subtitles at least ten times, if only momentarily. Much has been written about Stray Dogs distinct postwar Japanese quality, its position in Japans cultural consciousness under Allied occupation. If that is a starting point for understanding the film, then it has to be said that this quality is a world away from Japans somewhat inordinate idiosyncrasies as a nation, which have hoisted ittogether with Chinaas either the most exotic exemplar of everything Oriental, or, as an online reviewer pointed out, a spiffy country of spiffy people. Japan owes much to Kurosawa for his contribution in showing off the countrys mythical heritage, but this early foray by the master is remarkable simply because all these years later it comes to the viewer as a classic insiders job, a clinical dismantling of stereotypes by someone in whose hands a detectives stolen gun can be as thrilling as a samurais sashaying sword. Inspired by the work of French detective fiction writer Georges Simenon and bearing the stamp of American noir, it is easy to see where Stray Dog gets its cultural freedom from. And yet, the moral universe of the film remains unmistakably Japanese. The simple story of war-veteran detective Murakamis (Mifune) stolen gun and a series of crimes committed with it is mounted on a laboured canvas shot through with ideas of honour, guilt and selfchastisement, serving as a sobering counterpoint to the sweaty men and women in suits and cabaret costumes, living universal lives and looking increasingly westwards. The thriller as a genre is probably the most agreeable to cultural anonymity, and Kurosawa does use the dual combination of the wars levelling effect and the thrillers lack of cultural ostentation to narrate a story that could belong anywhere. However, in its piercing sadness and desperation, Stray Dog gives away the lingering shadow of Japan, the country with one of the highest suicide rates in the world despite dazzling economic and industrial progress. The interplay of morbidity and progress, today a widely publicised part of the Japanese experience and easy to think of as a post-industrial malaise, was in operation even in the immediate aftermath of the war. In 1949, the fifth year of the Allied occupation and the same year as Stray Dog was released, Japan got its first stock exchanges in Tokyo, Osaka and Nagoya and also saw the creation of the iconic Ministry of International Trade and Industry. Yet, this was also a time of disastrous inflation and plummeting productivity, of squalid city underbellies, the kind which proliferated illicit gun trade using rice ration cards as its precious currency. So while lady criminals move on to wearing dresses at the expense of the kimono, restaurants flaunt names like Blue Bird in bold English lettering and the high-tech Ballistics department of the police force impresses with its apparently ahead-of-its-times efficiency, Stray Dog never abandons Japan.
If anything, it shows you what it feels like to be in a country that has been given the choice to look beyond itself but is too anxious to do so.
In this respect Murakami appears to stand as a human extension of his anguished country. Relentlessly haunted by persecution complex and driven to resigning when his stolen Colt becomes the instrument of murder, in spite of reassuring seniors asking him to embrace action over selfflagellation, Murakami walks the streets of Tokyo burdened with guilt, unable to stop judging himself and look decisively forward. His lonely, restive stroll through the citys nether parts in search of illegal gun dealers throws him back to the slimy world that he too could have been trapped in but for an opportune career choice. But instead of soothing his ego, the grimy vistas of the citys amusement districts drive a wedge into Murakamis soul. He loses the power to deliver justice and retribution with equanimity, paralysed by sympathy, lapsing into nervy what if confessionals even when he can easily label the murderer a weakling who took the easy way out. He begs the thiefs accomplice for a hint, broods over senior detective Satos (Shimura) philosophy that No man is bad, its the environment that makes them so, and blames himself inconsolably when Sato is shot by the murderer with his own gun. Throughout the film, Murakami is too well aware of the misfortunes of his poorer countryfolk for his own good, and it is only with
the assault over Satowhose comforting family life brings rare relief in Murakamis parched loveless worldthat he overcomes this weakness. This finally brings him in muddy, bloody contact with the killer Yusa (Kimura) in one of the most eloquently choreographed fight sequences ever. Yusa has killed before to raise money for a dress for his sweetheart, the implication being he will surely kill if its his life and freedom in question. The two men grapple with each in a flowerbed, in a marsh, panting and tearing at each other like the titular nora inu, Murakamis blood dripping on the white flower, the sound of gunshot interrupting Mozart, and Yusas final bawling outburst foiled by a bunch of schoolchildren singing their song presumably about love and brotherhood. Murakami and Yusa are indistinguishable in the muck, suit next to filthy suit, dog doppelgangers to each other. Subtitles are for men.
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Japan loves its heroes. They put them in refrigerator magnets, milk cartons, fairy tales and passing buses. Over the last half-century, the romantic myth of the yakuza has been a prominent theme in Japanese popular culture, especially its cinema. Popular yakuza fantasy stresses on the traditions of the pastcarrying on a legacy of chivalrous outlawsunderdog fighters following an idealised samurai code of loyalty, honour, courage and selflessness. If once upon a time they protected villagers through disciplined swordfights, today's idealised yakuza protects society by organising failures, outcasts, and petty criminals into disciplined, hierarchical mobs. Japanese gangsta, if you will! In the 1960-70s world of ruthless capitalism, the true yakuza hero, as a man of honour, would only fight with a Japanese sword. This Japanese counterpart of Wayne and Eastwood was a loner who usually sacrificed himself in a hopeless battle against cowardly modern guns. This myth was partly self-serving, since some of the producers of the classic yakuza film were not far removed from organised crime themselves. And interestingly, the classic yakuza heroes, portrayed by stars such as Tsuruta Koji and Takakura Ken, were very popular in the 1960s with left-wing student rebels who flaunted their posters during protests. Eventually the yakuza myth was duly demystified by a new generation of filmmakers whose films depicted a more cynical world of violent mobsters killing for money, or just for the hell of it. The unsentimental Fukasaku Kinji shot his films like a newsman filming a riot up close with handheld cameras, unflinching in his depiction of brutality. His yakuza had long since discarded any chivalrous codes, and was not interested in self-sacrifice. Jingi Naki Tatakai (Battles without Honour or
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Humanity, 1973), his masterpiece, showed the backstabbing and fratricidal wars involved in one gangs rise to prominence from the ashes of Hiroshima. If the classic yakuza picture of the early 1960s was somewhat lacking in laughs(because tradition dare not be funny)the later gangster films are frequently characterised by a macabre sense of humour. Not unlike the Western gunslinger coming to town to fight for an older, better world against the men in black hats, the pure yakuza keeps reviving in different guises, going through cycles of romanticism and realism. Todays yakuza might challenge the system in a more tech-savvy fashion, but they challenge nevertheless, as in the exceptional manga, Sanctuary. Just like tomorrows yakuza will find newer ways because Japan will never tire of its swords or its samurais. Sudarshana Sengupta
Tokyo
Surrounded by towering steel, madding crowds and millions of neon signs crawling like red ants, selling everything from toothpaste to Viagra, you could be in New York, or London or Bombay. A closer look and its one of those muddled nightmares where youre lost with no way to ask for directions because every response is a steady stream of gibberish and manic hand gestures. If youre not from Tokyo, youre lost in Tokyo. The streetlights are in Technicolor, the traffic noise amplified and the smells from the sushi counters go straight to your head till its all a messy blur of the senses. Not necessarily in a bad way. Because if youre like Bobas much of a stranger here as anywhere in the world, Tokyo can be beautiful. Or if youre playing Charlotte, for whom the next city is simply a different hotel bed, Tokyo can be mildly promising.
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Twinkling, sometimes garish...with illicit potential. A foreign land in the truest sense. Sofia Coppolas Lost in Translation (2003) is not simply a film about strangers. Its about the strangeness that envelops all non-relationships. The strangeness as you walk through attractive but unknown streets, of tasteful but impersonal hotel lobbies, polished dim-lit bars and road signs in odd languages. Shot by Lance Acord in lustrous nocturnal tones, Tokyo stands without apologyat once delicate and alien. Its easy to get lost in its bylanes, its private karaoke bars, nightclubs and boutiquesanimated but hushed, suspended in timewith the underlying strain of fear that uncertainty brings. And it's hard to resist. Hard not to fall under the spell of the magical, glowing
Park Hyatt Tokyo and its 52nd floor New York bar in Shinjuku district where Bob and Charlotte first meet, from where the view of the bustling city is fantastic, but also distanced, like television on mute. Outside, a few stops away from Shinjuku lies Shibuya's awe-inspiring Hachiko exit from the trainperhaps the most famous modern visual associated with Tokyo; where Charlotte surreptitiously marvels the vast, bewildering pedestrian crosswalk with its immense neon-lit buildings, teeming throngs of people, giant LCD video screens and confounding ad images projected onto the sides of buildings. The unfamiliarity is at once disorienting and reassuringthe duality singular and the alienation complete. Theres always a chance of being lost in Tokyo. Being found, now thats another story. Sudarshana Sengupta
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Audition
Takashi Miikes Audition (1999) has a deceptively harmless soundtrack that creeps up on you in a style akin to our favourite cannibal, Dr. Hannibal Lecter. Who would have thought that sophisticated charming jazz piano could so quickly morph into a sound so sinister? Dont be fooled. Audition is not a typical gore festit is an exercise in minimalism and restraint. And its music is no different. The soundtrack makes brilliant use of foley and ambient sounds and uses silence to disturb you to pieces. A beeping EKG machine, the looming quiet of an empty hospital hall, a childs echoing footsteps, wailing alarms, the buzz of a monotonous office, the creepy crackling of fire slowly heating tongs used for torture, the flapping of a severed tongue against a polished wooden floorall add to a seemingly innocuous musical score, lullabying you into believing that everything is alright. Audition is one of those few films which use silence to such wonderful effect. It emphatically punctuates the stillness and sadness in the hero Aoyamas life. It wedges in between the playful burlesque music which plays as Aoyama and his friend interview women after women in a mock audition, as if to cheekily pause and observe their ludicrousness. It stands stilly, but not passively as our heros journey embarks upon an absurd and chilling path. The films femme fatale Asami is accompanied by no special tune but silence. The piano is heard mostly during moments of introspection, followed sometimes by a deeply melancholy violin and woo voices for dramatic effect. The strings and beats swell at the precipice of disaster only to retreat into a brooding silence, not quite allowing you to come to a conclusion. Is the horror really over? Is it okay to breathe now? But silence doesnt speak.
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SomethingLikeanAutobiography
There is something wonderfully residual about a filmmakers memoirs. Its as if everything that could be made into films is already taken, leaving wafer-like details that are too delicate for the glare of the camera. Stack up the wafers though, and you invariably get enough weight to create something for the camera. Something Like an Autobiography, while not wafer-like by way of being frail, is also a record of the epiphenomena around the life and times of Kurosawa Akira, an account that could only be rendered through the half-intangibility of words. That it ends up reading like a story begging to be scripted for the camera-eye is apt tribute to the vision and imagination of the man who gave us some of the most visually steeped films ever. In his preface to the book, Kurosawa writes about his anxiety that readers might find his story unimportant: What pertains only to myself is not interesting enough to record and leave behind me. If I were totake myself, subtract moviesthe result is zero. Good thing he thought that way, seeing how his anxiety pushed him to start his story
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not in a picture hall but in the washtub naked. Over the next 200-odd pages, though the movies breathe spirit into the story, Kurosawa Akira takes us on a tour across Taish Japan and beyond the realms of cinema, through a country coming to terms with urbanisation while being very much at ease with itself in a languid, insular way. As Audie Bock writes in the translators preface, this was a time awash with ideas coming in from the outside worldSymbolism, avant-gardism, the Russian revolution, new democracy, Dada, new technology. Kurosawa takes it all and converts it into a chronicle that is as universal as world cinema itself. For all its foray into the non-cinematic world, Something Like an Autobiography will be best remembered for the anecdotes on Kurosawas filmmaking style, his relationship with Japans oppressive censors and his actors, studio conflicts and the crisis in cinema caused by the assault of VHS tapes. Though the story ends in 1950 with Rashomon, by then Kurosawa has accumulated enough wafers to raise a stout edifice to his craft, and lain to rest
all his fears about readers finding him too self-indulgent. Something Like an Autobiography|Akira Kurosawa | Translated by Audie E Bock | Vintage Books, 1983. Tanmoy Goswami
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Despite the all-consuming drama, Sohini Dey can see why Twin Sisters gathered such critical acclaim. Anyone who has been watching Hindi films knows the twin lost and found formula welltwo identical twins separated at birth, who discover each other thanks to coincidences, which can safely be termed as downright bizarre. But Ben Sombogaart is no Hindi filmmaker, and while Twin Sisters is the story of two separated twins, the perspective presented is vastly different. For one, the twins are not identical. Anna and Lotte are, however, bonded by love, and when the two are separated by their relatives after their fathers death, the attachment threatens to collapse. Both grow up in different circumstancesLotte, with her wealthy aunt in Holland and Anna, with her poor uncle and aunt in a farm in Germany. Lotte goes to university, plays the piano and learns the ways of refined life. Anna grows up poor, uncared for and deprived of schooling, but not lacking ambition. By a chance encounter, the two sisters discover that the other is still alive and re-unite in Germany. But this is also around the same time as the Second World War and Deutschland is on a rampage against the Jews. Lotte, whose fianc is Jewish, finds the atmosphere around Anna revolting, and suspecting her to be anti-Semitic too, begins to avoid her. The lives of the two sisters take different paths as Lottes fianc is forced away to the concentration camp (and later, gassed) and Anna is married to a Nazi soldier, who also dies in war. The two have an explosive meeting after the war, when Lotte (now married to someone else) throws Anna out of the house, calling her a Nazi and a murderer. They meet years later, as old women, Lotte still angry and Anna still hoping for reconciliation.
Most of the story unfolds in flashbacks. Much of the film is about warnot about those at war, but about those who stay away from the trenches, equally torn.
The relationship between the two sisters is explosiveand often seems like a tumultuous bond between lovers, rather than siblings.
The film also takes a look at how easily people are stereotyped. After the war, Anna is shunned by the Dutch as a Nazi simply because she speaks German. Lotte begins to despise Anna as an anti-Semite (an irony, because Anna doesnt really support the Nazi philosophy and knows little about the Jews). But as Twin Sisters shows, its easier to typecast than to actually justify it. Lotte accuses Annas husband of being a murderer simply because he is an SS officer (another irony, as he is really just an uninterested conscript), but Anna sees him only as a wonderful man she loved. The film scores on acting. Uhl, as young Anna, dominates the filmshe has some powerful scenes, especially where she confronts the Nazi officials searching for her. The performance of Gudrun Okras, who plays old Anna, will guarantee a few sniffles for sure. Reuten and Vogel, who play young and old Lotte respectively, are also wonderful, but often overshadowed by Anna. The ensemble cast also does wellbe it Uncle Heinrich Bamberg (Ingo Naujoks) with whom Anna spends her early years or David (Spitzenberger), Lottes ill-fated fianc. The film could certainly have done better in certain areas the background score is jarring at times, clichs rule some of the scenes and the sentimentality becomes a little too heavy-duty. But beyond the overpowering drama, Twin Sisters has some very profound points to make.
Run Time: 137 minutes MPAA Rating: Rated R for brief sexuality and a scene of violence Director: Ben Sombogaart Cast: Thekla Reuten Nadja Uhl, Jeroen Spitzenberger
Twin Sisters (De Tweeling, 2002) is a Dutch film based on the eponymous Dutch bestseller by Tessa de Loo. The movie was nominated for the Academy Award for Best Foreign Language Film and grabbed a lot of awards in the Netherlands.
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Kanika Punwani converses with Tannishtha Chatterjee on everything from indie films to Lady Gaga. Photographs by Kunal Kampani The first thing I noticed about Tannishtha Chatterjee was how young she looked. I wasnt the only one. When Sarah Gavron auditioned her for the part of Nazneen in Brick Lane, after seeing her in Florian Gallenbergers Shadows of Time, she was a bit anxious at how the petite actress would convincingly portray a mother of two. But then Chatterjee embodies the adage of big surprises coming in small packages. After all, who would believe that the award-winning actress is a trained classical singer who was initially part of Indias first girl band? (I dont want to talk about the musical aspect, but whatever it was it got me to Bombay, is all shes willing to say on that topic.) She surprised her parents too when she decided to switch from a major in chemistry to actingComing from a middle-class Bengali family everyone thought that if your grades are good, your PCM is 90, then you dont become an actor, she says. Over a few cups of coffee (or in her case, lemon tea), the actress gave us her take on the journey so far. Excerpts below: What triggered the shift from chemistry to acting? And how did you start of with international rather than Bollywood films? I enrolled for a summer course at the National School of Drama (NSD) while I was in college and everyone there told me things like I was wasting my time in a chemistry lab. Whats your life going to be? Some cold university in Michigan, 18 hours a day in a lab coat? This is your world. You are a performer. When I told my dad, he wasnt very happy about it. And he thought its a whimsical idea, and shell get over it. Only I didnt. But, you know, I come from Delhi, and I dont come from a film family and I wasnt a Miss Universe or anything like that, so I always thought that the way for me is to learn the art. I wanted to do international films because even at NSD we always saw world cinema. Though I do find Bollywood very interesting as a language, Ill be very honest, that really was not my aspiration. Considering the vast diversity of characters you've portrayed, how exactly do you prepare for roles? What is your process? Its different with different projects. Some times I do need preparation, like I did for Brick Lane because its quite removed from any experience Ive had. When I first read the novel I couldnt believe that there could be someone like Nazneen because Ive grown up with a different generation. But then I went to Brick Lane and the surrounding areas and I met women like that and spent time with them, watched them cook and pray and sow. I dont like to rehearse specific scenes because
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I think it kills spontaneity. I prefer to rehearse around a scene, and feel the atmosphere and ambience, and thats what I did. Also because Nazneen is a very internalised role, it was tough. When you read the book, its described that she feels like this and feels like that, but how do you show that? Its not like if shes angry she bangs something. She doesnt even do that. So for me the trick was to just be her for those months. I was wearing a sari every day, I was speaking her language, and eating and praying like she did; I just lived that. But for certain roles I dont like to prepare. I just want to come on set and see what happens with my co-actors. Just explore the space. So it differs. Youve worked in Bengali, English, Hindi, French and German films. From an actors perspective, what are the major differences you find while working within different film industries? I think the main difference between India and the West is that we are louder in our expressions, more obvious in underlying emotional pain. Europe, as such, is more subtle. Germany, especially, is a good example of this. Like when I was working with Florian on Shadows, he would say no mannerisms, no properties, nothing at all. He wanted you to concentrate only on your inner energy and your natural character. British cinema, on the other hand, is not as pure in that sense when it comes to acting styles. They do like embellishments, they do like humour; they are also quite speech oriented. Americans are more similar to us because they believe in commercial expressions, their humour is louder, their expressions are far closer to ours. I think the complexities are also different. When it comes to characters we dont deal with complexities the way Chinese or Iranian cinema would. They dont cater to a mass audience and are therefore able to deal with more complexities. I think we still dont completely look at aspects that cater only to pockets of audiences, although there are a lot of interesting films that are coming out now. Last year, for example, I saw this Marathi film Vihir, which AB Corp made. Its amazingreally, really beautiful storytelling, complex characters; it was so real, so quiet and internalised and yet so touching. What are the key elements that you look at when deciding for or against signing on to a project? Most of the time its about the character and most of the time I dont look at the length of the role but at the newness in it. For me its about how different it is from what I have done before. For example, Id done a Bengali film called Bibar, and my character was someone who doesnt have qualms about sex, almost like a high-society call girl. And that role was really appreciated, but every film that was coming from Bengali cinema after that had this girl who was sitting in a
bar and smoking a cigarette and looking at men. I remember in one interview I said, Thats it, in the next film Im wearing a burkha! And it just so happened that in three months time I got Brick Lane, which was such a conservative and different kind of role. Of course, it doesnt always work out, but still, I like to explore various avenues. What are some of the challenges an actor faces? Typecasting is the biggest danger that an actor faces. After I did Brick Lane I got a lot of similar roles and I did accept some of them, but thats because sometimes you have to be realistic, and we all have to pay our bills. Once youre
successful in a particular image people always want to cast you as that, and I think, to a large extent, it is not the fault of the director but the fault of the audiences who have this very specific idea of you in their minds. There are so many people who when they meet me in person are like, Oh my god, youre her?! I couldnt recognise you . So its very tough, which is why I strive to break these clichs. The next role that Im doing is for an American film where, again, I was offered a very quiet kind of role and I told the director that no, I was interested in another role in the script, which was feistier and louder and more colourful. He was surprised because it was a smaller role, but we did a few rehearsals and he was open to giving it to me. You know, often we say this actor is repeating himself, and now I understand that maybe he doesnt want to; maybe thats all hes being offered. Youve done a lot of independent films A lot? (Laughs) You mean only. Well, yes. In fact, the medias taken to calling you the Princess of Parallel Cinema. What do you think about
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this classification? Do you think its true? Do you think there are differences between independent and commercial films, or is it just a matter of luck in terms of box-office success? I think its a matter of luck. If I look at something like 3 Idiots, for me its an off-beat film. Okay, it has songs and a big star cast, but if you look at the story, it explores something beyond the clichs that are a signature of Bollywood. The characters are not black and white; the villain is not typical. And yes, of course, Bollywood is trying to move away from these clichs in general, but you know when I watch it I know its not just about the stars and the songs. Then theres Dev D, which was called independent, but you could argue that it is also very commercial Bollywoodit has song and danceI mean its Devdas! I think today, when you can make a film with a handheld or your mobile phone, the idea of what is mainstream and what isnt is getting more and more nebulous. Anything that touches people will become mainstream. What are your major world cinema influences? My inspirations of cinema are rooted in Bengal. I think its natural because I am Bengali, and, though I didnt grow up in Bengal, my mother made sure I learnt to read and write Bengali, which Im glad for because it gave me that rootedness. So I grew up watching Satyajit Ray and Ritwik Ghatak and Tapan Sinha, and also reading a lot of literature. Its quite interesting, a lot of films of that era were inspired by literature, giving them a complexity and understanding of character that really crosses over and is so universal. Then, of course, I am a big fan of European cinema. During my college days in Delhi, I watched and loved several
I like directors who share a collaborative relationship with their actors. I mean, I have worked with people who say turn here and look this side, and take three steps this way, but sometimes, I must admit, I dont enjoy that process as much as I enjoy the collaborative process. Women inspire me and... pop music. Im a huge fan of Lady Gaga. I just love her! She is so quirky, and so interesting. I love her voice and all the things she does in her videos. Its just fabulous.
Bresson films at retrospectives at the French Embassy, and I used to go to film appreciation courses to understand them. I have a great interest in Polish cinema as well Kieslowski, Andrej Wajdaall the classics. And, in terms of contemporary films, I think a lot of American cinema is quite exciting. I think its also inspiring when people from other industries, like fashion, make filmsTom Fords A Single Man, for example was quite good.
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Interview Feature
SixQuestionswith IndianOcean
Susmit Sen in conversation with Tanmoy Goswami On whether Indias performance spaces are good enough for bands like Indian Ocean
In our first five years as a band, we had only seven performances. Things have definitely improved now. New bands are at least getting the exposure and space to perform. What matters more than the space, though, is the quality of sound equipment, which has also come up quite a bit, especially in bigger cities.
Indian Ocean will be uploading a new set of songs on their website www. indianoceanmusic.com for free download. The songs will feature the voice of deceased band member Asheem Chakravarty.
were all very tired after a schedule in Japan. So before we went up to the stage, we thought Lets wrap up in an hour, maybe an hour and fifteen minutes. But the crowd was unbelievable, the vibe was tremendous. We ended up playing for well over two hours. We are also probably the only band to have played at Trafalgar SquareKhajuraho was special too. Then there was this really small town in Assam called Diphu. People had to pay to watch us, and there were 13,000 of them...
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Photo Essay
FREEDOM
By Kaushal Nanavati, Kunal Kampani, Malav Modi, Nandini Gupta, Puru Lala and Tanmoy Goswami
Bol, ki lab aazad hain tere Bol, zaban ab tak teri hai Tera sutwan jism hai tera Bol, ki jaan ab tak teri hai... Bol, ki thoda waqt bahut hai Jism-o-zuban ki maut se pehle Bol, ki sach zinda hai ab tak Bol, jo kuch kehna hai kehle
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Speak, your lips are free Speak, it is your own tongue Speak, it is your own body Speak, your life is still yours... Speak, this brief hour is long enough Before the death of body and tongue Speak, because the truth is not dead yet, Speak, speak, whatever you must speak - Faiz Ahmad Faiz
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Wushu
The Young Generation
Sunday, 29th August, 8:30 pm
Wushu: The Young Generation (2008) Director: Antony Szeto Cast: Sammo Hung Kam Bo, Wenjie Wang, Fengchao Liu Language: Mandarin, dubbed in English, with English subtitles
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Wushu: The New Generation takes Kanika Punwani on a backflip down memory lane. Sridevis snake dance in Nagina; Nirupa Roy as Ma regaining her vision, depicted by two burning flames swooping towards her eyes, in Amar, Akbar, Anthony; Keanu Reaves in Bill and Teds Excellent Adventure; the final ping-pong match in Balls of Fury; anything Rajnikanth. Some things are so bad, theyre good. The martial arts movie genre, barring a few exceptions, exemplifies this adage. Often called Chop Sockey, the genre includes dubious English dubbing, caricaturishly-evil villains, and several choreographed fight scenes with enough backflips, somersaults and aerodynamic stunts to send a physicist screaming into the streets. Dont confuse these with the Kill Bill, Matrix, and Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon style fightsthose are the stylised, upmarket versions that were inspired by this genre. If Crouching Tiger is a Macbook Air then the Chop Sokey movies are the Macintoshes that birthed it. As a kid, I watched several of these movies with my father, who rates the entertainment value of a film as directly proportionate to the number of fight scenes it has; dialogue be damned. I watched Bruce Lee wield nanchakus and hurl flying kicks in Fist of Fury, held my breath as Jackie Chan fell 60 feet from a clock tower and survived in Project A, marvelled as Jet Li fought blindfolded in Fist
of Legend. My mother watched in abject horror as I put aside my Barbies for Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and video games, regularly destroying my guy friends at Street Fighter with well-placed hadokens and shoryukens. (In my defence, turtles who know martial arts and are named after Renaissance masters are way cooler than a plastic blonde, and Ryuthe original Street Fighteris a major hottie, what with his spiky hair, sculpted muscles and red bandana.)
The movies inspired me to believe anything was possible; that if I just leapt high enough I too could fly.
I joined a karate class, and after spending a year learning how to make a perfect fist and throwing various kicks and punches in the air, I realised that its not half as much fun when you have no killed loved ones to avenge; no championships that will cement your place as the undeniable King (or, in my case, Queen) of Martial Arts; and, no bad guys in whose direction you can scream, These men dont know it yet, but theyre all going to die. Also: gravity will pull you down. I left karate, gave away my videogames and stopped watching movies with my dad. In the meanwhile, the world in general started to turn away from the original kung-fu
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movies, going more for Hollywood versions such as Rush Hour, Romeo Must Die and Shanghai Noon. It seems fitting, then, that my reintroduction to martial arts movie was with the Jackie Chan produced Wushu: The Young Generation, which was Chans attempt at introducing a whole bunch of new and young martial arts experts to the genre, and is definitely less Hollywood and more back-to-the-basics. The film is about the two brothers who are taken at a young age by their father (played by martial art legend Sammo Hung) to learn the art of wushu at the school where he teaches. There they meet three new friends and form a group called the Jin Wu Men. Jin means gold, signifying the number of gold medals the group plans to win. The name is also a play on Jing Wu Men, the original Cantonese title of Bruce Lees Fist of Fury. They discover an old abandoned cabin, which becomes their club house. They stand in a circle, holding out their fists, and proclaim that together (besides winning the aforementioned gold medals) they will fight crime, take from the rich and give to the poor. Its very Famous Five meets the Planeteers meets Robin Hood. Cut to a montage of training scenes and, in true Bollywood style, each of the characters somersaults out of the frame only to emerge as grown-up version of themselves on standing up again. I, in the meantime, have somersaulted back into the eight-year-old watching movies with her father.
So, anyway, these kids have grown up and true to their word won gold medals a-plenty. But what about the crime fighting, you say. A-ha enter ex-wushu student He Le. He Le was expelled from the school because he never mastered the control over his emotions a true martial artist must have, and ended up seriously injuring an opponent during a competition. He has now chosen the wrong path and leads a child-kidnapping ring. When he kidnaps two children from the wushu school, the Jin Yu Men get involved. Along the way they learn lessons about friendship and making the right choices. Its a movie so firmly grounded in morals, patriotism and sportsmanship that it even received an official endorsement from Chinas Director General of the State General Administration of Sport. The new actors are passable in their performance and proficient in their art. There are several good championship and fight scenes, and my preliminary research indicates that the movie has indeed used a fair amount of authentic wushu techniques. Sammo Hung outshines the rest of the cast, but, then again, if there is one thing a martial arts movie teaches you it is that you must never doubt an old master. Director Antony Szeto keeps him in the background for most of the movie, allowing the newcomers to be in the limelight, but in the one fight sequence that we watch Hung perform, it is clear that this mans size is no deterrent to his agility. Otherwise, its a more-or-less average Chop Sockey movie, which I enjoyed for entirely personal reasons. Nostalgia apparently sounds like a sword splicing through the air. Strangely, so does the movies title.
Three Reason to Watch Wushu: The Young Generation (Sunday 29th August, 8:30 PM) To find out whether it is possible to catch a spear backhanded after doing a 720 air flip To discover wise career options for those highly-trained in martial arts (hint: leader of a child-smuggling ring doesnt quite cut it) Sammo Hung
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Companion
StillCatchininTheRye
If coming-of-age was easy for you, clearly you havent watched as many films, says Sudarshana Sengupta. For the longest time in college, I was convinced I was Holden Caulfield. Just like in school I alternated between Scout and Jem Finch, and a little before that I was Alice. Come to think of it, Im still Alice, especially now that a certain Mr. Depp has gone and gotten himself involved with Wonderland. The point is that no matter how angsty, misunderstood or fat a kid you were, there was always a book that said it better. And knowing books, one led to another, and then another, and soon everything was your story as you wouldnt tire of telling anyone who would listen. Of which thankfully, considering how angsty (misunderstood and/or fat) you were, there werent too many. At 17, in between the class-notes of A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, supposedly the mother of all self-discovery novelsI discovered bildungsroman. And while I never quite got James Joyce, the term, which sounds like a large lead black ball you can crack someones skull with, added fascinating layers to the awkward Holdens and Stephens of the world, making them so much cooler. Suddenly, angsty adolescents had a genre to themselvesthey were calling it coming-of-age. I loved the expression. No one seemed to know what this age was that they came to, but they sure made it sound like one hell of a ride. Somewhere along the line, films happened. To me, I mean, because coming-of-age as a film genre had come of age way back in the 1960s if not before (remember The Graduate? Of course, you do). And suddenly there were many more strange neurotic lives to feed offdepending on where you were and what exactly was wrong with your mind. I pick three here. Not just because of the space crunch on this page, but also because I saw each of them in what you would call almost coming-of-age moments in my life. Garden State (2004) was an accidental discovery. And while by no means the most flawless of films, it clicks because you were at the wrong place and time when you watched it. Zach Braffs affectionately wry, awkward but very quotable film likes to call itself The Graduate of the arrested-development generationbut, simply put, is a simile for todays 20-somethings who have extended their careless, slapdash selves into the approaching 30s. Its the sense of aimlessness you embody during and after your 9-to-5, struggling along and complaining because of course you are meant to do better things, lead better, more significant lives, save the rainforests or whatever it is that needs saving then. Andrew Largeman is the mind of a generation addled with too many drugs, too much trivia and far too many choices. Emerging from a lithium/ Prozac/Paxil-induced haze that began in his teens under the misguided treatment of his father, Andrews issues are deep but never visibly morbid, dark or depressingyou wont find a Requiem here. The films kitschy look, quirky jump cuts and mad character sketches usually leave you undecided about laughing or solemnly shaking your head. I usually do both and end up choking on my drink. Where Larges 30-something spiritual or whatever-itwas crises needed a trek up a giant garbage dump and a kooky but thoroughly adorable girlfriend to s-l-o-wl-y realise that it wasnt the end of the worlda certain Antoine Doinel had slightly different problems on his hands. I never know what to say about The 400 Blows (Les Quatre Cents Coups, 1959) that hasnt been said before. So I wont. Instead, Ill leave you with the scene that sent definitive chills down my 21-year-old spine in a university screening room surrounded by other 21-year-old Andrew Largemans in the making: Antoine and Rens visit to a local puppet show that is full of wide-eyed children gaping at Red Riding Hood.
The duo, visibly older and miles removed from their immediate surroundings, are conspiring their next escapadeyet not taking their eyes off the puppets for a moment. They know they have outgrown puppetsbut what have they grown into?
As 20-something university smartasses, with an opinion on everything under the sun, we were collectively stumped as well. Add to that Jean-Pierre Leauds haunting limp eyes as he runs wildly towards the ocean at the endand its one of those films you cant take, leave or stop replaying compulsively in your head. Which brings me to the thirdbecause nothing beats the end of Jo Jeeta Wohi Sikander (1992). If youre an Indian
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Clockwise from top left: Stills from Jo Jeeta Wohi Sikandar, Garden State, The 400 Blows and (bottom left) The Graduate
kid who grew up in the 90s, fell in love with a best friend who didnt have a clue, got laughed at by the popular uns and never were cool enough to make it, chances are you think so too. (And if you were one of those cool kids who caused all the trouble, meet me after this article.) From surreptitiously humming Pehla Nasha to holding your breath at the last lap of the cycle racenever mind that youve seen it eleven times beforetheres never been a film that has defined so much so effortlessly. I remember going to see it on Childrens Day from schoolthe entire bunch loaded into four buses at Plaza. Barely into our teens and just about learning the significance of contests, champions and choices,every child smiled serenely as the credits rolledthe bully and the nerd alike. Because it was their story of coursetheirs alone; them against the world, and look how wonderfully it all ends. Does it, now? I suppose youll only know once youre of age whenever that happens.
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Director
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Aishik Barua ponders on the mystery that is Antony Szeto. Nobody really knows Antony Szeto. He doesnt have a Wikipedia page to call his own. Even his name is an anomaly: Szetoit almost sounds Russian or Czech, with the coupling of those s and z sounds. But then, this stuntman/actor/producer/director/writer is all about the odd couplings. He coupled his finance degree with one in media (with a focus on films); he was born and spent most of his life in Australia, but not for him were common Australian sports like cricket or football; no, instead, ol Tony decided to study wushuan ancient Chinese martial art, even spending three years at the Beijing Sport University, China, for an aggressive formal training. He then went on to be a part of the Australian wushu team at the international competition at Hanzhou, China in 1988. Maybe it was his South-East Asian genes, who knows? Either way, martial arts seemed to be Szetos calling. After his education he started out as a stunt double in minitelevision series and made-for-television movies. In 1992, he made a small appearance as a martial arts warrior in the David Bradley-starrer American Samurai and continued to make small appearances and act in bit roles for the next decade.
In 2002, Szeto decided enough was enough; he was going back to his roots. He moved to Hong Kong and started off as a director for the television series A Dish About Town.
But his real break came in 2005 with his debut feature film DragonBlade, which was the first Chinese 3D-CGI animated feature film.
Featuring the voices of well-known Hong-Kong stars Karen Mok, Daniel Wu, Stephen Fung and Sandra Ng, the film went on to be immensely popular, winning awards from both the Australian Directors Association and the Hong Kong Digital Excellence Entertainment Association. After DragonBlade, Szeto decided that he was now ready to direct a feature film with real live people and thus was born Wushu: The Young Generation (2008), a film that gained huge pre-release buzz due to Jackie Chan signing on as producer and Sammo Hung signing on to act in the movie. These days Szeto is producing Jessica Caught on Tape, set to release this year. The film was also written by him and is about a Eurasian girl from France, who struggles to make it to the top of the big-bad Hong Kong film industry. Quite a departure from martial arts movies, but, then when has Antony Szeto ever stuck to the norm?
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Country in Focus
Japan
Film History
easterntales
Satyen Bordoloi peers into the many faces of Japanese cinema and comes away duly impressed and terrified. There are countries that have made more films. Yet if you look at variety, originality and influence on the world, the contribution of the tiny island nation of Japan has been nothing short of spectacular. documentary Tokyo Olympiad (Tky Orimpikku) made by Kon Ichikawa in 1965 captured the imagination of audiences.
Ani-mad
The 60s were also a time of giant leaps in Japanese animation. Osamu Tezukas Astro Boy (Tetsuwan Atom, 1964), an animation series for television based on a manga series, became popular on TV, embodying the aesthetics that would lay the foundation for the originality and popularity of Japanese anime films. Filmmakers like Kaneto Shindo, Hiroshi Teshigahara (his Woman in the Dunes (Suna no Onna) took the Special Jury Prize at the 1964 Cannes Film Festival and was nominated for Best Director and Best Foreign Language Film Oscars) and Masaki Kobayashi (his horror film Ghost Stories (Kwaidan, 1964) picked up the Special Jury Prize at Cannes in 1965) were the prominent filmmakers of this era. In 1976, Nagisa Oshima processed his In The Realm Of The Senses (Ai no Korda, 1976) in France to evade censorship for this film replete with pornography. Though the entire film was never screened in the country, it gave a boost to the gradually developing pink film industry (soft pornographic films) and became the stepping stone for many young, independent filmmakers of Japan. Japanese animation reached its full potential in the 80s with Shohei Imamuras Ballad of Narayama (Narayamabushi k) winning the Cannes Golden Palm in 1983. Manga director Hayao Miyazakis Nausicaa of the Valley of Wind (Kaze no tani no Naushika, 1984) also received critical and popular acclaim across the world. These
Coming of Age
The 30s and early-40s were marked by heavy censorship. However, this came as a blessing in disguise since auteurs had to resort to heavy creativity to dodge censorship. In a watershed development, Akira Kurosawas 1950 film Rashomon won the Golden Lion in Venice film festival and an Oscar, bringing Japanese cinema to the world stage. Despite other masters of this period, Kurosawas international successdue partly to his adoption of Hollywoods Western genre in samurai filmsovershadowed others. Ironically, Hollywood would copy many of Kurosawas films including Seven Samurai (Shichinin no Samurai, 1954) and The Bodyguard (Yjinb, 1961) into successful films in the Western genre. It was only after the 60s that works of masters like Mizoguchi (Ugetsu,1953), Yasujiro Ozu (Late Spring/ Banshun, 1949; Floating Weeds/Ukigusa, 1959) and Mikio Naruse (Floating Clouds/Ukigumo, 1951) found their rightful place among cinema lovers across the world, thanks largely to the work of one western critic, Donald Ritchie. Like the slow adoption of sound, the transition to colour also happened late in Japan. Yet, the three-hour Technicolor
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events added a new, vibrant dimension to Japanese celluloid, marking it out as a country eager to translate its technological clout into a funfilled exhibition of cultural discovery.
Though they often have the usual dose of gore and blood, they are rooted in mythology and culture and often extol traditional virtues like loyalty while punishing wrong and evil in the end, much unlike the mindless gore and violence associated with horror films elsewhere.
Ugetsu is often considered the first Japanese horror movie. Kwaidan and Onibaba were both popular in 1964 but were distinctly different. While Kwaidan was quiet and restrained, Onibaba was sexual and violent.
Despite many good horror films, especially those by Nobuo Nakagawa (Hell/Jigoku, 1960), and the pinky violence films combining eroticism with violence on trapped women and using images of extreme gore and sex, it would eventually reach global appeal in the 90s with a return to more dramatic and less gory cinema. Hideo Nakatas The Ring (Ringu, 1998) and Dark Water (Honogurai Mizu no Soko Kara, 2002), Takashi Shimizus Juon: The Grudge (2003), Takashi Miikes One Missed Call (Chakushin Ari, 2003) and Kiyoshi Kurosawas Pulse (Kairo, 2001) were all remade in Hollywood, by the original directors. From films seeped in traditional theatre to action, drama and animation films, Japanese cinema has often gone into roads rarely travelled by other nations. And if the recent global popularity (of both modern and old Japanese cinema) is anything to go by, the fun has only just begun.
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Myth
SunDanceCentral
Dont let its size fool youtheres too much going on in Japans mythology for one person to handle, complains Sudarshana Sengupta. I started reading up on Japanese gods and goddesses and ended up skipping three meals before I was halfway through. Not because they are unappetising (quite the contrary, because anything Japanese reminds me of sushi), but because the pantheon features 800 deities, and, yes, Im still counting. The Japanese will worship anything if it stands still long enough and looks vaguely interesting. Have you not seen them all over the world, immaculately dressed, frantically clicking pictures of, well, everything? Thats the Acquisition of New and Improved Deities Squad at work, trying to pass off as enthusiastic globe-trotters. They dont fool me at all. But then myths are serious business in Japan. Like bedtime stories, they are an unfailing part of Japanese childhood that no one quite outgrows. Most of these are collected in the ancient Kojiki, and its not a book you want to pick up for light reading.
Izanagi, like all men, was clueless, so Izanami, clearly the oldest New Woman, decided to take matters into her own hands and make the first move.
The gods were displeased, the forwardness didnt agree with their eighteenth century stomachs, and the children that were borne out of this unfortunate coupling, Hiruko (leech child) and Awashima (pale island) were not given godly status. Undaunted, the couple tried again, this time making sure all social protocols were maintained. From this union emerged the Oyashima, or the eight great islands of Japan. If youre wondering how, remember they are gods, and gods can do anything.
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everydayto which Izanagi countered that he would create 1500. He didnt know what he was talking about, but the gods were watching and taking notes. Izanagi managed to flee to safer shores but now accidentally, the cycle of birth and death had been created.
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Culture
HelloKitty
Shelving her love for all things traditional and elegant in Japan, Janice Pariat embraces the all-new adorable. The Japan of yore is soothingly familiarthink graceful geishas, taciturn samurai warriors, beautiful, airy pagodaswhile the modern is, well, rather different to say the least. Kawaii (pronounced ka-wah-ee) has taken over Japan and, were wondering how and why. largest gathering of cosplay participants, a place that inspired Gwen Stefanis Harajuku Lovers line of perfumes.
Art
Condoms, Nippon airways jets, cargo trucks, ATM cards, postage stamps. These are just some of the places where you can find kawaii art in Japan. No surprise that even their FBI website has a happy mouse waving in the centre of the page. The biggest dispenser of cute animal imagery is Sanrio, the company that started Hello Kitty in 1974. Its 50plus cutesy characters now bring in over a billion dollars annually in profits.
Handwriting
This is where it all began. Centuries of perfecting the Japanese script (widely considered the most complicated in the world) were swept away when a group of schoolgirls in the 1970s decided it looked infinitely better coupled with hearts, flowers, stars, smiley faces and multiple exclamation marks. And, to top it all, they wrote left to right instead of the traditional vertical format. It became such a rage that a number of schools banned this style of writing for fear that it threatened Japanese culture. Not that it helped. The idea of kawaii sprang from textbook pages to incorporate a way of lifeto be shy and innocent, to dress like a child and even speak and act like one (called burriko). Far from being popular only with adolescents, kawaii became, and still is, a mainstream phenomenon. It is often seen as a form of post-war escapismfrom adulthood, the workplace and life.
Last Life in the Universe (Ruang Rak Noi Nid Mahasan, Pen-Ek Ratanaruang, 2003). A movie about a suicidal, obsessive-compulsive Japanese librarian who falls in love with a feisty Thai girl. Dont miss the cute sailor-boy outfits. Happy Tree Friends (Aubrey Ankrum, Rhode Montijo, Kenn Navarro and Warren Graff, 2006). An ongoing flash cartoon series that takes the bloody Mickey out of cute Pokmontype creatures. Laputa: Castle in the Sky (Tenku no Shiro Rapyuta, Hayao Miyazaki, 1986). The tale of little girl Sheeta and her link to a magic necklace. The element of kawaii is reinforced in most of the characters here, whether male or female. Carved or The Slit-Mouthed Woman (Kuchisake-onna, Kji Shiraishi, 2007). Not the best movie youll ever seethe spirit of a disfigured woman kills people with scissors, but despite being dressed in cute outfits, shes definitely not meek or childlike. The Adventures of Hello Kitty (Sanrio Digital and Dream Cortex) Fifty-two episodes glutted with cute, cuddly Sanrio characters. And they sing.
Fashion
It isnt hard to imagine the products stocked at Cute Cupcake, Candy Violet, BeKyoot and Cookie Fruits. Since the idea is to look as sweet and young as possible, there are frilly skirts, candy stripe stockings, tee-shirts in happy bubblegum colours and hordes of cute accessories including flower patches, animal purses and bow-andribbon hair bands. All this is also popularised by cosplay, short for costume play in which people don an outfit to represent a character mostly drawn from Japanese anime and shonen or shoujo (aimed at young boys and girls respectively) mangain both kawaii is emphasised through thoroughly adorable cartoon figures. Read Naruto, Bleach, One Pieceall popular manga seriesto see what I mean. Alternatively, take a walk through Tokyos Harajuku district, site of the countrys
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Yet, kawaii is also beginning to be viewed as a serious art form. An exhibition titled KawaiiAnother Life held in Tokyo recently brought together five contemporary Japanese artists to showcase kawaii artwork. In March 2010, there was a retrospective of Rune Naitos workhe was the creator of various popular images including the Rune-panda. In Brisbane, Australia, a show titled From Zen to Kawaii explored the development of Japanese art over the centuries.
Food
Apart from the cute cupcakes, ice cream scoops and smiling French fry designs found on clothing, kawaii food can also be real and edible. Animallows, for example, are the sugary, squishy equivalent of marshmallows. Or if youre the enthusiastic kind, pick up a copy of Yum-Yum Bento Box: Fresh Recipes for Adorable Lunches or Cute Yummy Time: 70 Recipes for the Cutest Food Youll Ever Eat, cook books thatll teach you how to make smiley hamburgers, rice snowmen and risotto hedgehogs among other things. If thats not something you can stomach, settle for cute food erasers in various sushi, biscuit, fruit and milk carton shapes.
Entertainment
To begin with there is anime, usually adapted from popular manga series. These are huge not just in Japan but increasingly in the rest of the world especially the USA and Europe, and have spawned a wealth of accessories and memorabilia.
Needless to say most of the female characters in anime have large, wide eyes, and come outfitted in teensy sailor-girl costumes and ponytails.
What helped cultivate this look were celebrities in other forms of popular entertainmentfor example, Seiko Matsuda, a 1980s singer and model who charmed her audience with childish outfits and mannerisms. More recently, theres AKB48, an all-girls music idol group who dance around on stage in little skirts, knee-high socks and pigtails. The infiltration of kawaii into the music world could only mean one thingkawaii radio stations, which host J-pop and anime soundtrack songs. Top of the charts at the moment is Hirano Aya, a singer and seiy performer (a voice actor who lends her voice to an anime character) with her song God Knows from the anime series The Melancholy of Suzumiya Haruhi. On a more extravagant scale is Sanrio Puroland, a theme park in Tokyo, built entirely around Sanrios kawaii characters.
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Food
TheArtOfEating
Theres more to Japan than sushi, but is there more to sushi than Japan? Freyan Patel knows she makes no sense, but she cant help it when the only thing on her mind is salmon skin rolls It started off like most love stories do in the movies love at first sight. I had never seen a piece of salmon that pink, crab so white or tuna that, well, tuna-y. Thin, pink slices of pickled ginger lay on one side of the plate, a shallow bowl of soy sauce sat meditatively on the other. Green pickles, the colour of dull jade, beckoned me over seductively. Slowly, I touched the tip of one prong of my fork to the bright green paste, sitting so harmlessly on one corner of my plate, and brought it to my tongue. An arrow of something more than spice went shooting up my nose and suddenly, I was gasping for release. The spell was broken; I had fallen back down to earth with a thud so loud that everyone at the table was laughing at me. I told you to be careful with the wasabi! my mother all but snorted at me, as a gaggle of aunts and uncles looked on amused. I gulped down my glass of water and was given another by the waiter. Its quite spicy, he smirkedthe minx. I grudgingly took a piece of sushi, ate it so quickly I barely tasted itand moved on to the soup course. wont enjoy your meal. The Japanese are obsessed with perfection and sushi is a great example of this fixation. The proof, as they say, is in the puddingor in this case, the carefully prepared slices of fresh water eel served with a dash of teriyaki sauce and a sprinkling of sesame seeds.
Sushi Samurai
Its no easy task becoming a sushi chef, especially if you do it the Japanese way. An apprentice to an itamae (sushi chef) works under his master for 15 years until he can open his own sushiya. In fact, the apprentice only does menial chores for five years before he is allowed to even make rice for the sushi. He does this following his masters strict instructions. Once the itamae is satisfied with the way he makes the rice, he is allowed to stand next to the itamae at the sushi bar and is given the title of wakiita, which means to stand near the chopping board. He is now allowed to clean ingredients and prepare the accompaniments. After years of doing this, he finally becomes an itamae, and is allowed to stand in front of the chopping board to prepare sushi for customers.
Tampopo, Juzo Itami, 1985 The great granddaddy of all food films, this movie is like porn for foodies. If you havent seen Tampopo yet all I can say iswhy the hell not? I dare you to watch this film without craving a steaming hot bowl of ramen with slices of pork and spring onion. Eatrip, Yuri Nomura, 2009 This delectable morsel of a film explores the bond that humans have with food that nourishes not only the body, but the soul as well. Director Yuri Nomura believes in the nurturing quality of food, a concept that is not limited to Japan. Branded to Kill, Seijun Suzuki, 1967 It may not be about food entirely, but when you have a hitman with a fetish for sniffing boiled rice, its hard not to think of all kinds of creative scenarios involving said rice and mysterious targets. Or is it just me? Whats Up, Tiger Lily? Woody Allen, Senkichi Taniguchi, 1966 Woody Allen and food in one go? Yes please! This movie revolves around the secret recipe for egg salad.
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Besides the painstaking task of preparing sushi, the ritual of eating it is just as important. I say ritual because it has to be done following a certain system of rules and etiquette. You could just stuff a piece of fish into your mouth, but wheres the fun in that?
The Japanese believe in savouring their food, and considering the delicate balance of flavours they play with, you should at least grant them the courtesy of some restraint.
Every type of sushi has its own accompaniment, and if youre unsure of what goes with what, ask the itamae or a waiter. You might feel stupid, but think of how much stupider youll feel (and look) eating your sashimi with ginger, instead of ginger after nigiri.
A Fine Balance
And thats another thing about Japanese food. Its not just about satisfying hunger or titillating your taste buds. Its a religious experience, akin to prayer and meditation. Everything on your plate has to be in harmonywith each other, and with the person eating the foodonly then can the meal be truly complete. Meanwhile, I was curious to learn more about Japanese cuisine. While delicately wrapped rolls of crab meat and pretty globules of glistening ikura (salmon caviar) are as close to perfection as one can get, I knew there was more. And so, after a lot of convincingI told you, my family is weird about sushiI finally got to try something different. Gone were the delicate slices of translucent flesh, dressed with pretty slivers of pickle. I was thrown into a world that, compared to the delicate ladies cloak room of the sushi bar, was like the mens dressing room at a gymnasiumenjoyable, but a bit too much to handle, to say the least. Welcome to the world of meat.
Teriyaki Tales
To start off light, the first thing to sample is a succulent dish of yakitori. Here, bits of chicken are skewered on bamboo and barbequed over charcoal with salt or tare sauce, made of mirin, sake, soy sauce and sugar. Adding offal, such as chicken gizzards, crispy chicken skin, small intestines and chicken cartilage, gives yakitori an interesting, and delicious, spin. Next up is teriyaki. Outside of Japan, teriyaki is broiled or grilled meat, marinated in tare sauce. But in the Far East, fish such as tuna, salmon and marlin, are cooked using this method. Another famous style of cooking is teppanyaki (cooking on an iron griddle). While were most familiar with beef or shrimp teppanyaki, in Japan they use this method to make yakisoba (fried noodles) and to grill okonomiyaki (savoury pancakes). Last, but not least, is tempura. Having originated in Portugal, tempura has worked its way all the way across the globe to become an extremely popular Japanese dish. It consists of deep-fried anythingfrom shrimp to vegetables and even ice creams, and as the rule goesif its fried, its got to be tried. But then, what Japanese food doesnt merit a place on everyones must-try listirrespective of family quirks?
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Sports
Iron Guts
Competitive eating may not be much of a sport either, but try telling that to Japans Takeru Kobayashi, a wiry 58 kg, 5 feet 8 inch eating machine, who holds two Guinness
A bunch of misfits have been thrown together to save the pride of an ailing high school sumo club in Shiko Funjatta (Masayuki Suo,1992). In Fred Schepisis Mr. (1992), Tom Selleck plays the role of a fading baseball star, who has trouble fitting into Japanese society after he gets traded to the Chunichi Dragons of the Japanese Central baseball league.
Baseball
Yokozuna, as he pompously called himself (his name means grand champion and refers to sumos highest rank), was portrayed as a Japanese champion sumo wrestler in the alleged sport of American pro-wrestling, also known as Soap Opera for Men.
While he competed under the Japanese flag for the World Wrestling Federation (WWF), he was, in fact, born as Rodney Agatupu Anoai to Polynesian parents living in California. In the time spent performing choreographed antics at the WWF, Yokozuna won a total of five titles including two world
Yoshitaka Moris Hyaku Hachi (2008) offers an interesting insight into the world of a Japanese high school baseball team. The movie follows a couple of backup players as they struggle with their own limitations and undergo rigorous training to accomplish their goals. Dont let the lack of extravagant sets, flying warriors or deathdefying swordplay deter you from seeing Shunichi Nagasakis no-frills karate flick Black Belt (Kuro-obi, 2007), which is set against the backdrop of the tumultuous 1930s. Shinobu Yaguchis Waterboys (2001) is about an all-boys synchronised swimming team that enlists the help of a dolphin trainer from a local aquarium.
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records for stuffing his face with the most amount of food in the least amount of time. Yes folks, he has held world records for grotesque gastric feats such as brace yourselfdevouring 57 cow brains in 15 minutes, 41 lobster rolls in 10 minutes, 20 pounds of rice balls in 30 minutes, 97 hamburgers in eight minutes, 64 tacos in 15 minutes and 63 hot dogs in 12 minutes. Kobayashi also held the hot dog-eating world record for six consecutive years, from 2001 to 2006, at Nathans Coney Island eating contest. And like most great athletes, he attributes his success to his own unique technique: the Solomon method, as he calls it, involves splitting the frankfurter in half and gulping both parts at once, and dipping the bun in water or 7-Up before stuffing it down. This is followed by his trademark body wiggle, called the Kobayashi Shake, which supposedly does wonders to compact food in the belly. If you ever want to buy him lunch, Id recommend the all-you-can-eat buffet.
Daredevil Laundering
If you define sport as any activity or experience that gives enjoyment or recreation, then extreme ironing (you heard that right) certainly qualifies as one. According to the official website, extreme ironing is the latest danger sport that combines the thrills of an extreme outdoor activity with the satisfaction of a well-pressed shirt. The sport involves taking a battery-powered iron and board to a remote and dangerous location like a mountainside and ironing a few items of laundry. It has also been performed while cycling, skiing, snowboarding, canoeing and even under water. Invented in 1997 by Phil Shaw from the UK (those eccentric Brits, I tell you), the sport was perfected ten years later by a Japanese office worker named Hitoshi Matsuzawa, who accomplished his extreme ironing feat atop Japans highest peakthe 3,776-metre Mount Fuji. Matsuzawa founded a group called Extreme Ironing Japan, which has become a rallying point for like-minded extreme ironists across the country. Matsuzawa lives in the hope that extreme ironing may some day be recognised as an official Olympic sporting event (dream on, iron man). With iron and board in hand, he has now set his sights on Mount Everest. But why, you ask, would someone want to climb nearly 30,000 feet just to iron a shirt? Because its wrinkled, silly!
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Cultures in Conversation
DressCircle
Anindita Biswas explores the frilly world of costume drama.
Background
Remember the days when a long ruler could be flourished as a sword or a mothers dupatta could be the blue cape of royalty? One will be hard put to find a kid who hasnt fought over donning the role of a favourite character in the play-act games during recess! In any case, the historical proliferation of costume dramas can generally be traced to periods following great social upheaval like wars, revolutions or other calamities. This can perhaps be explained by the general need to escape the unpleasant reality and a real or imagined nostalgia about a secure, ordered past that had no scarcity of resources. Conversely, these films were sometimes also aimed at the fashion-starved female members of the audience.
Spectacle has always been the mainstay of cinema. Right from the first curiosity of the magic lantern summoning spirits in freak shows, to the allure of watching Madhubala or Madhuri Dixit resplendent in the mesmerising regalia of iconic personages, audiences of all ages and backgrounds have always wanted to lose themselves in the spectacular world of cinema. Add to that the temptation of actually experiencing historical events or myths that have intrigued public imagination for decades, in all their past glory, and you have the almost irresistible allure of the costume drama film. The inclusion of the term popular to classify the historical background of costume dramas is significant as this is where it can be distinguished from general period pieces. A costume drama involves considerable (even extravagant) expenditure in attire and sets in order to excite public imagination for narratives attempting an authentic revival of famous historical events and personages.
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of cinema that we seem to possess. Though Japan became increasingly westernised in its later mode of film production, the assertion provided above as to the occurrence of costume dramas in temporal history might not entirely hold good for Japanese cinema due to its intense tradition of theatre. Film was valued as a medium by the Japanese upper classes right from its introduction in Japan, unlike in the West where its patrons were primarily from the lower classes. The upper classes were also the patrons of the classical kabuki and new age shimpa schools of theatre and hence film as a mode translated simply to filmed stage plays for the first few decades. According to Donald Richie, Japanese audiences tended to perceive film as a new form of theatre. Japanese cinema is still clearly demarcated into historical, period films that are classified as jidaigeki and contemporary pictures as following the classic division of theatre schools in Japan. From the initial stages of mass production of films in Japan, costume dramas have enjoyed a prominent place in the many canons spurned by the Japanese film industry.
who naturally leaned towards mythological performances due to their immense appeal with the masses at that time, it slowly grew mature enough to deal with epic literature and historical fiction. The appeal of this inclination can easily be understood at a time when the idea of the moving image was alien in Indian society and it appeared as though films could actually bring the mythological characters alive. In Japan, however, the extreme popularity of the theatre as a mode of entertainment ensured that films were limited to being an artifice to capture dramatic performances. When the line between theatre and films became more clearly demarcated, the jidaigeki slowly started catering to the old theatre crowd while the gendaijeki paved way for more radical experiments in contemporary cinema. Costume dramas in jidaigeki tended to draw inspiration from folklore and samurai tales.
Perhaps due to their strong linkage with the traditional forms of theatre, these films are able to access the aesthetic traits of the old Japanese society, untouched by Western influences.
Apart from prominent directors like Kurosawa with the legendary Rashomon (1950), many other directors like Teinosuke Kinugasa (Jigokumon, 1953), Tadashi Imai (Bushid Zankoku Monogatari (The Cruel Code of the Samurai, 1963)) and Tai Kato with his series (Red Peony Gambler (Hibotan Bakuto, 1968-1972)) practiced the jidaigeki form of filmmaking.
Costume drama films in Japan seem to have suffered a slightly better fate even with the film consumers palette growing more and more globalised. The number of costume dramas produced in Japan still exceeds India by far, especially with directors like Yoji Yamada of Twilight Samurai (Tasogare Seibei, 2002) and The Hidden Blade (Kakushi Ken: Oni no Tsume, 2004) fame, concentrating on making a series of costume drama films. However, the production value of Devdas and Tasogare Seibei remain on entirely different levels qualitatively.
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How Theatrical!
fishyfeeling
What do Guy Ritchie and raw salmon have in common? Find out when Christian Seiersen delves into his metaphorical pouch to convert the theatre into a Japanese sit-down.
has been curbed by a recent bout of food poisoning. In movie terms, a Hugh Grant rom-comdone so many times it could morph into a soap opera, even with the same name. With his inane politeness, Oh golly, I may have piddled on your lavatory seat , and elegant plume of floppy hair, he would be more at home on the Discovery Channel. A treacherous gibbon, perhaps, that charms the feathers off a bird before stealing their eggs. In fact David Attenborough should do a documentary on the untamed lion that is Hugh Grants acting career. Nomadic, he has roamed the Hollywood plains searching for the spectral oases of a thriller film or, dare I say, an Oscar nominee, only to plod dejectedly back to the Bridget Jones pride. Though I mock him, Hugh has been a cornerstone of the romantic comedy sector. If you will, the equivalent of a lift operator who has worked, unquestioning, for 50 years. When he bows out there will be many a thirty-something saluting him with their Haagen-Dazs ice cream tub while watching a pimple-faced alternative. Something with Michael Cera.
Nowadays Sashimi needs a genial cockney accent, a sharp tailor and a drinking spot in South London. It needs a part in a Guy Ritchie gangster film.
Some wonton destruction and sharp one-liners later, Ritchie would have late-night crime thrillers from Bravo queuing up to get a piece of this Sashimi, the new, raw
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talent from the wrong side of the tracks. Just look at what the director did for British footballer-cum-actor Vinnie Jones or Hollywood hardman Jason Stathams careers. In the films Snatch and Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels, Ritchie succeeds on a well- trodden path, making criminals likeable. Lock Stock saw his depiction of Londons largest marijuana dealers as a gaggle of hippies, who fight intruders with air rifles. Now tell me Sashimi doesnt need some Ritchie magic to accompany its stab at being professionally well ard.
Leonardo DiCaprio is along for the ride and together they engineer a blitzkrieg of shocks, scares and anything else needed to convince you that investigating a lunatic asylum is a really poor idea. With an increasingly raucous entourage of successful films and a respectable South African accent on his CV accents can be the graveyard of stars, just ask John Wayne when he played Genghis Khan in The Conquerorit would take a brave man to bet against DiCaprio not getting an Oscar soon. Especially after previous winner Adrian Brody bore the thespian torch for his compatriots by fronting the recent remake of Arnie-classic Predator; hardly
screen-shattering.
Christian Siersen is happy to be back from his epic world tour. Catch him on christianseiersen.wordpress.com and christian.seiersen@googlemail.com.
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One word that describes you best Insane The most unforgettable film for you Les Quatre Cents Coup (The 400 Blows) An actor from world cinema you adore Jean Reno The filmmaker who has left a mark on you Francois Truffaut The villain you love to hate Heath Ledger in The Dark Knight (more mainstream than world cinema) A book that has shaped you Jack Kerouacs On the Road Given a chance the one actor you would love to be Johnny Depp Your favourite international cuisine Japanese Your favourite international holiday destination... Savusavu (The Jean- Michel Cousteau Resort) A song which you cant stop humming Currently Waving Flag by Knaan (the World Cup hangover, I guess) Your favourite movie adaptation of a book... Como Agua Para Chocolate (Like Water For Chocolate) by Laura Esquivel A horror movie that gives you sleepless nights... Dont watch them! One scene from world cinema that you can never forget The chicken chase standoff scene in Cidade de Deus
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