"That which is overdesigned, too highly specific, anticipates outcome; the anticipation of outcome guarantees, if not failure, the absence of grace."
-- William Gibson, All Tomorrow's Parties
Otaku Unite!

Went to my first Philly Film Fest movie this afternoon, with Sophy, Adam, Andrew and Evan. Otaku Unite! is a documentary about the anime scene, produced by a Drexel grad.

I'm not a hardcore anime guy. I just watch the stuff, and I enjoy it a lot. But like I'm not a hardcore zealoty nerd guy, I'm not Oh Dear God Fucking Crazy about anime. The closest thing I have to religious fervor is my loyalty to William Gibson, and that's because the man's writing has never let me down.

The film itself wasn't horrible. It could have done with a lot of editing; the pacing was loose, there was too much uninteresting history, not enough freakin' weirdos (it's the anime scene, come on), and it needed a soundtrack to keep the energy up during the boring parts.

As it stood, it was just a bunch of fat people or skinny hot chicks with defective personalities spamming about why they're smarter than every other sub-culture out there, yadda ya. There was one guy, though, who reminded me of fucking mdxi pretty much to a tee. The guy who runs Anime Weekend Atlanta. Full of bitter juicy hate for other scenesters, decrying the pathetic use of half-ass Japanese by dumbass gaijin.

I could have sworn it was Shawn.

There was a brief segment on yaoi, which is pretty boy on pretty boy manga. Thankfully brief. It's not that I'm homophobic, I just don't like penises. Hell, I break out the EVA gloves to take a piss (ah, Joe Rogan, Hell is indeed a naked fat man chasing a tiny skinny guy around, forever).

The opening shorts were the best part. One was done by a five year old kid, starring Yoda, Darth Vader, C-3PO, R2-D2, and Sebastian (the crab from The Little Mermaid) flying around on a hamburger. It was awesome. I hope the kid and his family were in the audience, because the reaction was very positive. So cool.

Another was done by a UArts kid that Evan knows. Started off with a couple guys playing soccer and suddenly one is attacked by a giant pink animated monster... thing. Hilarious.

Before the films started up, just as we were sitting down, these middle-aged people in front of us were talking about Japanese media culture. Specifically, the movie Azumi, which was godawful. I mean, I like bad movies (See: Mean Guns) but Azumi was just horrible. Astoundingly, it was by the same guy who did Versus, which I really enjoyed (and which also played at the PFF a couple years ago).

Anyway, they were deconstructing Azumi. Obviously pseudo-intellectual academics, they reminded me more than anything else of the asshats that Randy has to deal with in Cryptonomicon. So goddamn annoying. I wanted to just smack them and ask that they please not to be taking a pooped-out waste of carbon like Azumi seriously in any way. Yes. I have superiority issues.

But only about things that don't matter.

I overheard someone talking about Dramarama, also, which is a band I've not heard of since... talking to Rob Towner about it in mid-2000. I used to listen to Dramarama all the time in '98, driving to ITT every morning...

After the movie, we went to some University City Japanese/Korean place that was very sub-par. I was not impressed with my chicken teriyaki at all, and it was expensive to boot.

(Speaking of food, rjbs informs me that the superb Ice Cream Lady of Bethlehem has created a new flavor: Peanut Butter Doom. I must get to ABE before she ceases making it. Doom.)

Also, there's some Cameron Diaz vehicle being filmed in the city right now. Based on a book by a local, at least. They've managed to pretty much fuck the streets, though, with the filming crews.

Crowds standing around, hoping for a glimpse of a star. Licking at the hand of Media, wishing and fantasizing...

You know what? I'm too tired to do this. It's been a long day. I managed to dump at least a hundred bucks on food and books. And anyway, Mark is just so much better at it.

I'll talk about the books in another post. I'm going to go take a bath and read.

Remember kids, pop culture is just another societial control. Suck at its teat, and you have only yourself to blame.

Also: Hypocrisy is love. War is peace. The grass is always greener after a nuke strike.

April 17, 2004 11:12 PM
Comments

I know the guy you're talking about. He's the reason I'm probably going to be at AWA this year. Turns out he's a FOAF, and once I found out that he has singlehandedly been keeping the Goddamned Furries out of AWA for the past couple of years, I decided to go and freelance hate on the lamers.

It should be a blast.

Posted by: mdxi at April 18, 2004 11:36 AM

Small world.

Yeah, there were shots of catgirls DDRing. One skinny hot catgirl, one superfat catgirl.

It was some sort of yin/yang face-off thing, I presume.

Be sure to take mace. Chemical or metalurgical, baby, whichever.

Posted by: bda at April 18, 2004 11:45 AM

Nice blog, just wanted to say I found you through Google

Posted by: yaoi at August 27, 2004 5:31 AM
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