Wednesday, July 30, 2008



Mind Games


Months after got me interested in the drama Liar Game, I finally got the series last weekend.

Played the first episode just to check if the file was intact, but it opened with the main character returning a lost property of 100 yen (~ 1++ SGD) to the police, which was funny enough to get me watching on... then the Game plot started, and I couldn't stop until I finished the whole 11 episodes overnight -- though I did skip some of the flashback-ridden 3-hour special last episode. (Ah, the efficiency of Japanese dramas when compared to the average 20++ episodes of other Asian series.)

By the way, I learned from other sources (variety shows..) that in Japan, keeping a lost property is considered a crime, and that includes keeping the extra change a shopkeeper gives by mistake. On the other hand, returning that lost property entitles the finder to a reward of 5--20% of the property value. Don't know how effective of an incentive that is, but I think it's a nice gesture..

Anyway, the drama plot is about a "stupidly honest" girl, Kanzaki, who got involved in a real-life game where the players need to manipulate others to win a huge sum of money, or end up in a huge debt if they lose. Of course the series wouldn't progress if she just got cheated all the time (which she would have!), so she got help from a genius psychology-student-turned-swindler, Akiyama, who, as such plots typically require, had a tragic past and was out for revenge of some kind.


I was prepared to get annoyed at this girl's naivete since even phoenix chix did, but the plot momentum was so good (or was it the marathon-watching?) that I didn't feel it. I was even happy for her when she finally showed some smart planning on her own, then I took a look at the episode number and well, episode eight was high time for it..

It also helped mightily that it was Toda Erika in that role-- she made even Deathnote's Misamisa all right for me, heh. I think she belongs to the type of cuteness that is likable-- the other would be the overbearing "act cute" type that, from past observation, seems to appeal to (some) males only, lol. Another reason may be that I can sympathize with people who cannot be manipulative, though in my case it's not so much due to the faith in the good of humans than the limited stretch of imagination..

There might be some flaws and plot holes, but my only major complaint was that the last scene, probably in a cliched thriller attempt at a hanging feel, sort of defeated the good concluding point that had been made earlier: that life itself is a liar game. (I consider this as part of the premise of the story and thus not a spoiler, though the way it was put forth in that last episode might be.)

phoenix chix compared this series to Kurosagi, which I've watched before LG, and I quite agree with his points. Kurosagi's swindler character was made out to be half on the funny side and was thus more enjoyable in that aspect, but I didn't mind LG's Matsuda Shota "playing cool" all the time either (or maybe it was my increased tolerance from all the exposure?) as I think he acted well and the strategies were very interesting.

And somehow I found the treatment of romance, or lack thereof, in LG to be a plus too-- all we got was some subtle remarks leaning in that direction which contributed to the scarce humorous moments in the whole series. ("Personal property" kinda cracked me up, especially after the earlier SM* talk.. (Warning: this may or may not be PG material.))

Now it would be instructive to mention the Trick series with its detective work plus occasional magic-show tricks.. Despite the darker criminal/spiritual background, my impression of this is "the comedic one" (with very likable characters), while Kurosagi is the emotional one and Liar Game is the thrilling one. All are pretty good series. (Just like Kanzaki-san I don't like conflicts and don't want to choose, lol.)

But I guess my thoughts on Liar Game would be, while I wholeheartedly believe that honest and positive thinking is the way to be happy, it also requires skillful means. If Kanzaki didn't win the games, there would've been little impact she could make on others; and she couldn't have won without Akiyama's manipulative strategies. We'd certainly prefer those strategies not to harm others (now this would lead to a whole new discussion on Game Theory, wouldn't it) but...


* If you haven't known this term, I prefer not to be the one explaining what it meant in the drama, but the G-rated interpretation (that my other sources said was also common in Japan) is somewhat as the character first tried to turn it to: the psychological categorization of aggressive(S) versus passive(M) personalities.



Monday, July 14, 2008



Sempitnya Waktu Besarnya Cinta


"Begitu sempitnya waktu, begitu besarnya cinta" ("So little time, so much love") is, as most Indonesians might know, the tagline of the romantic movie Ungu Violet.

The poetic line caught my attention at the time of release and stayed in my mind, even though I never checked out the movie. Now that I've read the synopsis and reviews, the story looked pretty cliched -- very reminiscent of that famous Korean music video "Because I Am A Woman", though possibly with more complex background story. But anyway, I shouldn't comment further seeing as you may know better than me, who haven't watched.

The line just popped into my mind followed by a feeling of belated comprehension ("Ohhh, so that's what it means..") because my life right now is a pile of things I'd love to do but have not done, songs I'd love to learn but have not properly listened to, shows and recordings I'd love to watch but have not gotten around to... and time is never enough.

I thought I was quite an accepting person even in situations when I shouldn't, but for this timing issue I seem to be perpetually dissatisfied, as evidenced by my extremely irregular, lower bound-pushing sleeping hours. Ah.

By the way the above-mentioned belated comprehension may be incorrect after all, because after checking out the (spoiler-free) movie plot, I'm guessing that the line actually refers to some looming character death. Time indeed flows in one direction (or did I just betray my modern physics lecturer? This seems to warrant another blog post by itself) but "little time" in the movie context feels "forward" while my context feels "sideways".. if that makes sense (think duration vs. bandwidth?).

But, that would actually fit just right with the literal meaning: "How narrow time is, how big love is". Ahh, the connotations we lost in translation..



Sunday, July 13, 2008



From Dusk Till Dawn: The Pointless Picture


Woke up from my nap to interesting colors:


Coincidentally from that angle the window frame nicely parted the yellow-lit building and the soon-not-blue-anymore sky. The left picture was taken with no flash, the right one with night scene adjustment plus flash (the sky had darkened considerably by then because it took me like ten tries to get a decent one =P). No enhancement 'cos I'm lazy to work with softwares heavier than MS Paint on this computer..

The below are sunrise shots from a few months ago, just unearthed when I was transferring the above pictures to the same folder. Those silhouettes are of the temple roof just in front of where I live.


The title of this entry would probably be different if I had remembered to take photographs of the rain from that same window a few days ago, with the same building yellowish from the street lamps and the sky a colorless white. (A tune just sprung to mind so that was what I was occupied with..) The rain continued until the sky turned black -- another "colorless" instance -- so I thought that was interesting.

Uh, weird rambling? =P



Tuesday, June 24, 2008



Let It Rain


I wasn't particularly concerned about the dark clouds,
because I always bring an umbrella with me.
I was already seated comfortably in the bus
before any rain fell.

Rain fell.

We passed by a man walking along the side of the flyover
with nothing to keep the still-scarce drops from hitting his dress shirt,
and yet, unhurried,
because (or so I suspected) there was no shelter in immediate sight anyway.

I glimpsed a small smile on his expression,
as though he was finding humor
in the harmless misfortune.

I thought, then,
that the only time I'd ever believe in love at first sight
it would be for the capacity to laugh at life like this.


Jurong East Central, +/- 11 a.m.



Sunday, June 22, 2008



Sorrow Has A Human Heart.


I can't make sense of the lyrics, but the music is absolutely moving. A bit Gregorian though, so probably only for those more or less tuned to that genre.


Nightwish, "Sleeping Sun"





As for this one, I think most people will be able to appreciate. Simply heart-wrenching.


Diego Modena & Jean Phillipe Audin, "Implora"


Admittedly I have limited choices of streaming sources for that one, but the reason for the still-image video is that I believe in not letting visuals distract from the emotional impact, for this type. =D Would have put up an audio link if I could find a playable one without hot-linking -- much as I'm a big-time web-leech who is still apprehensive about uploading music on my own, wouldn't want to offend anyone. (Any tips on this, by the way?)


In contrast, the next one should probably be appreciated at the level of stirring chorus and beautiful lyrics. The vocals are powerful all right, but in that kinda harsh J-rock style. (And yep, it's the same band who sang the soundtracks of Ichi Rittoru no Namida.)


レミオロメン [茜空]
Remioromen, "Akanezora"




Red Sky
(Lyrics & Music: Fujimaki Ryouta)

I awaken to the scent of spring,
that was left behind by the day before yesterday's evening moon.
In my favorite sneakers,
the cherry blossom trees have bloomed along the road that I go down.

The April insects play their song,
and it's as though my heart is shown to the tips of my ears.

Run through the flower petals that dance in the red sky,
believing only in your dreams.
The future is sparkling in your eyes;
Yes, because it's spring.

My heart is abustle, at the bed by the window,
where some cold is still left behind.
It's like I'm seeing the same emptiness that's within myself,
in someone else.

Searching frantically for the voice of my heart,
outside of the window things are faintly growing light.

Red sky, even the thin moonlight
dies out into the morning.
I want to live today, without hesitation,
because today won't come again.

Throughout my travels, I've recklessly and blindly cut, 
with the knife of ignorance.
The wounds on my heart hurt,
but I don't want that pain to subside.
Oh flames of passion, don't disappear;
Just shine.

Run through the flower petals that dance in the red sky,
believing only in your dreams.
Your eyes are the future;
So let them shine.

Red sky, in the gap between the night and morning;
Color it in the color of the loneliness at the beginning.
The future is shining in your eyes;
Yes, because it's spring.
Yes, because it's spring.

 -- Lyrics translation from Mognet. Find the complete lyrics (kanji + romaji) here.


These popped into my playlist recently, so I thought I'd log them in an entry while I remember... 'cause I recently have this crazy thought of making a grand table of my favorite songs/music, categorized by genre, with columns on video link, audio link, lyrics and translations if applicable. Kind of an "all in one place" thing that I can surf with fond remembrances when I'm in the mood..

Well, aside of the doubtful usefulness, clearly time resource is the main cause for its not happening yet. ^^0



Wednesday, June 18, 2008



Quote of the Day


Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy.
-- Apollinaire (French poet)

Saw it on my iGoogle today. I remember having contradictory thoughts on happiness and the pursuit of it after seeing the movie of that name, but I don't remember if I actually discussed it with someone. I have vague memories of a blog post... hmmm.



Tuesday, June 17, 2008



Relics


If I wanted to be sentimental about it,
this song would remind me of you--
     one
     of the many that you like,
heard on the drive out of town
away from you for a while.

It's been a while since I liked it
     enough to play on repeat;
it's been a while since my crush on you.

The emotion forgets, but the mind retains
     the thoughts of you, as too
the lyrics to this tune.


If I wanted to be sentimental about it,
this song would remind me of you--
     one I've heard you sing
     so often I know the chorus by heart,
that though not my own favorite
I didn't change the channel.

In our world rich of music
too many songs spell your existence to me
that you'd think they would have lost the meaning, but

     the way this addiction worms under my skin
     I think I don't have to worry
     that I'll ever forget what you've meant to me.


Anaheim Trip


Blogger isn't very upload-friendly for batch pictures, so I did a photo-blog here.

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