Martes, Nobyembre 15, 2011

Nardong Tae #1

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Inilabas ang sama ng loob noong 2003, isa itong pinoy alt/indie/undie* comix na naiskor ko nung trip ko pang tumambay sa Tandem/Cartimar-Recto. Binibigyang-buhay nito ang mga kasabihan sa Ingles na "shit happens" at "just a pile of shit" (literally). Tila napapanahon sapagka't patok sa takilya ngayon ang angkang nagpasikat sa karakter ni Nardong Putik--ang orihinal na utak-pulbura! Maraming salamat sa mga taeng, este, taong nasa likod ng Abang Guard Prod. Inc. Mabaho kayo! Ah, mabuhay pala kayo! ;)

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(created by Louie Cordero--a multi-awarded painter, illustrator and musician--Nardong Tae was named "Best Indie Comic Book" at the 2nd Philippine Comic Book, Anime and Gaming Convention held on 13-14 December 2003 at SM Megamall's Megatrade Hall 2)

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Huwebes, Nobyembre 10, 2011

Living in letters #1

I'm waxing nostalgic, but does anyone handwrite letters anymore? Before texting and the internet, I used to typewrite letters--long ones, cuz my handwriting sucks--and send postcards to friends (and significant others). Somehow, the handwritten word is intimate in a way that the web or cellphone (keyboard-/keypad-written word) will never be. Penmanship is a very personal thing (cursive especially), along with sealing the envelope and going to the post office to snail mail it. Like a photograph, a letter is a snapshot of what was happening to someone at their moment of writing it. Unlike email and this blog post, a letter has a feeling of permanence--you can touch it, smell it, fold-unfold it (or rip it). So starting with this, I'll be posting some of the paper products that wound their way into the rusty old mailbox outside our gate. It's sad that technology has robbed us of that simple pleasure of writing letters the hard way. My kid may never have a clue on what's it like licking a stamp--and covering it all over with Elmer's glue (for recycling purposes, so the blue postmarks would easily come off after being dipped in warm water with Clorox bleach)...or maybe I'm just romanticizing.

M a.k.a. F was our idiotor-in-chief back in the day, and I was her ass-o-shit ed. She's now a successful architect.

Lunes, Nobyembre 7, 2011

Space Battleship Yamato, Star Blazers

Even at an early age, I was a fan of Japanese science fiction: monster movies, super robot cartoons, and live-action film. Like so many kids in the 80s, I rushed home every day after school to watch my favorite space opera (no, not Flordeluna!), Leiji Matsumoto's Space Battleship Yamato (a.k.a. Star Blazers in the Philippines/US). The ship was the historical World War 2 Yamato that was sunk, rebuilt and renamed the "Argo" in the English-dubbed SB, after the ship of Jason and the Argonauts. Star Blazers was my first real exposure to drama and mature themes. It explored the full spectrum of human emotions and told about personal tragedy, death/fallen comrades, and the extinction faced by humanity due to alien invasion (by the Gamilons). Along with Mobile Suit Gundam (a subject for another blog post), SB was more than an action-oriented animated series, for it paved the way for arc-based and plot-driven anime. Looking back, it saddens me to see my seven-year-old watching second-rate cartoons today--animated shows that are all special effects, color and sounds, with no real thought or soul behind them, just to keep kids glued to the telly. Truly I grew up in the golden age of animation and am thankful for that. Now if I could only find my way to Iscandar and blow our cable TV with that Wave Motion Gun.