Friday, June 20, 2008

Otaku Attack!: The Kouga Ninja Scrolls


IMHO, this Japanese novel is the east-asian equivalent of William Shakespeare's Romeo & Juliet. The Kouga Ninja Scrolls (甲賀法帖 Kōga Ninpōchō) is a novel written in 1958-1959 by the Japanese author Futaro Yamada. The novel has been translated into English by Geoff Sant, and was published by Del Rey in December 2006.

The year is 1614 AD. The story centers around two rival ninja clans; the Iga and the Kuoga; whose no-hostilities treaty is lifted by retired shogun Tokugawa Ieyasu to settle a succession dispute within the government concerning which of Ieyasu's grandsons is destined to become the third Tokugawa Shogun. At the center of the conflict is Kouga and Iga's two young heirs; Gennosuke and Oboro respectively; who had fallen in love in the hopes of bringing their clans together in peace. The novel traces the course of the conflict as both clans endure heavy losses and ultimately bringing Gennosuke and Oboro to face each other on the field of battle.

The classic novel was adapted several times into different forms of Japanese art:
  • Kōga Ninpōchō (1963), a manga by Haruo Koyama.
  • Kōga Ninpōchō: Aratame ( 2003), a manga by Torao Asada.
  • Basilisk: The Kouga Ninja Scrolls (Bajirisuku Kōga Ninpōchō, 2003), a manga by Masaki Segawa.
  • Basilisk (Bajirisuku Kōga Ninpōchō, 2005), a TV anime series produced by GONZO based on Masaki Segawa's manga.
  • Shinobi: Heart Under Blade ( Shinobi, 2005), a movie directed by Ten Shimoyama.
I have seen the movie, read the manga and watched the anime. They're all good. Here's the first episode of the anime for those of you who want to watch it. (For succeeding episodes, click here) I have also included a webpage where you can download the manga for free. For those who want to see the movie, buy it you cheap otaku scumbags!



BTW, what is an otaku?

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Pelikulang Tagalog


Unlike my mama, I have never been a fan of Philippine Cinema. I often find local movies cheap and disgusting. Perhaps I too, have been brainwashed by Disney and Universal Studios. Nevertheless, like many Filipino kids who grew up in the eighties, I was also weaned on flicks like Ben Tumbling, Nardong Putik, Sa'yo ang Tondo, akin ang Cavite, etc. I remember most of the titles because I used to play teks when I was around 6 and 7 years old and these movies were the graphical contents of the small, rectangular, carton teks of which I used to own about a ton or two. These old school miniature cards, as I remember, were numbered so whenever someone makes a linear arrangement of the same, they tell the story of the movie. It's really funny--in an odd way--because I have tried doing that a few times and learned that the story in the teks was not the same as that of the movie counterpart. Mostly, the stories in the teks were really short-cuts or distortions of the movie's plot. I didn't care because I thought (and still think) that the art in the teks were really amazing and well, cool. I used to have a Nardong Putik pamato with just a drawing of Nardo's eye which looked really intense and that particular piece never failed me whenever I used it in a game. I swear to God.

The cinema of the Philippines has a history that can be traced back to the early days of filmmaking in 1897, when a theater owner named Pertierra screened imported moving pictures. The first film produced by a Filipino is Jose Nepomuceno's Dalagang Bukid (1919). The first sound film in Tagalog is Ang Aswang (1930), a monster movie inspired by Philippine folklore. The 1950s was the so-called Golden Age of Philippine Cinema, mainly because at this time, the Big Four studios (LVN Pictures, Sampaguita Pictures, Premiere Productions and Lebran International) were at the height of their powers in film making. The Big Four has been churning out an estimated total of 350 films a year. This number made the Philippines second only to Japan in terms of film productions a year, which made it one of the busiest and bustling film communities in Asia. (source: wikipedia) I vividly recall my mama watching all those crazy-ass black and white movies everyday during noon-time when I was still sneaking out of the house to play teks. However, IMHO, and I'm almost sure even my mama would agree with me on this one, Philippine Cinema after the Golden Age has taken the downward plunge. From Chiquito (LOLd at Asyong Aksaya) to Andrew E., Tugak & Pugak to Wally & Jose...from the bomba movies in the 1960's to the super-predictable formulaic romantic comedies we have today, there have been very few saving graces.

The last Filipino movie I saw was senator Lito-lito's Lapu-lapu. Atty. JS, law professor, counsel for the senator from the great province of Pampanga, and supporting actor in the same movie, practically made us watch the flick--under pain of threat of an absent mark in our legal ethics class in law school. That was about four (4) years ago. Needless to say, it sucked. Hard.

These days, TV stars are bigger than movie actors. There's no more FPJ or Rudy Fernandez of these times. Apart from the fact that they are both dead, their class of actors have died along with them. Richard Gutierrez or Piolo Pascual couldn't possibly make it as legitimate action stars. Nobody would believe. Nobody would put their faggoty mugs in kids' teks. There will never be another Megastar. Judy Ann ruined her career very recently because she played puppet for Meralco, and Angel Locsin destroyed hers when she transferred to ABS-CBN. Give it a few years more and nobody would remember them. Just like how nobody remembers the name Amanda Page.

Today, Philippine Cinema is in the ditches. Tomorrow, it should be in the sewers. There are as much stars in Philippine Cinema as there are in East Asia or Pegasus--so I have heard. LOL. Thank God for RA Rivera and the other good indy filmmakers-even though they are only good at comedies and sarcasm. I remember one short film (actually, it's too long) that consisted of only one scene: a pair of hands scrubbing a skull into a sheet of sandpaper until the skull was totally pulverized--that one you can only watch properly if you have Bob Marley's favorite smokes lit up in your hand.

I should quit smoking. Those things can kill you. Not me, but you.


Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Kung sumabog sana ang bomba sa lampara


Di nakakibo ang lahat. May nagsabi. Baka lasunin tayo. Binitiwan ang mga kubyertos. Lumabo ng ilawan. Iminungkahi ng Kapitan Heneral kay Padre Irene na itaas ng huli ang mitsa ng ilawan. Biglang may mabilis na pimasok, tinabig ang utusang humadlang, kinuha ang ilawan, itinakbo sa asotea at itinapon sa ilog, May humingi ng rebolber, may magnanakaw raw. Ang anino ay tumalon sa rin sa ilog.


from the novel El Filibusterismo, Dr. Jose P. Rizal


Hindi nagalaw ang pihitan ng mitsa na siya sanang magpasabog sa lalagyan ng nitroglisirina.

Simoun had an excellent plan.
He invited and gathered all the government and church officials and their cohorts to a party and then plotted to bomb the place with a nitro lamp bomb to smithereens. To be able to do that, he played the devil. He seduced the colonial powers that be with money and power. He invested all his riches towards the accomplishment of this goal. That is dedication.

It is generally accepted that Rizal saw (at least a part of) himself in the Simoun character. In his letters, he wrote to Blumentritt that maybe, violence is the only solution left. For me, the lamp bomb ain't a bad idea after all. What could've happened if it exploded? Would it be the start of a chain reaction of other explosions? Would it be the spark that would fire the revolution into a blaze? Part of me believes that if the bomb did explode in the novel, those influenced heavily by the good doctor's novels would've had more motivation to fight and do more drastic and radical things. Maybe, if that were the ending of El Fili, history would have recorded beheadings of colonials and their skulls on spikes. The same part of me that believes that also thinks that such ending contributed to the further "pussyfication" of the Filipino.

Yet another part of me feels that such ending is the appropriate one: a failure. Certain people respond to failure as a challenge to overcome. You know how it goes, from the school of thought that teaches It's not how many times you fall but how many times you get up--that sort of crap philosophy. I believe more in the get it right the first time and winning is the only option kind of bullshit. Perhaps Rizal saw the Filipino masses as that kind of people. The kind that would get so pissed off with his second book's ending and end up picking up their sharp guloks and start gutting conquistadores and prayles.

At this day and age, I just wish I could be Simoun and succeed.
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Si Isagani ang kumuha ng ilawan at nagtapon nito sa ilog. Siya ang huling kausap ni Basilio na tanging nakababatid ng layunin ng ilawang iyon. Ang hindi niya naisisip ay ang layunin ni Simoun sa pagpapasabog sa bahay ni Kapitan Tiyago. Ang tanging nasa isip niya nuon ay si Paulita. Si Isagani ang pumasok sa bahay nang makaalis na si Basilio.

Sa salita na rin niya na kung ang magnanakaw ay nakababatid lamang ng layunin ng pagsabog ng ilawang iyon o kung makapaglimi lamang ito ng bahagya . Hindi sana ginawa ng ginawa ng magnanakaw na iyon ang gayon! At sa salita niyang Pantayan man ako ng kahit ano ay di ako lalagay sa tayo ng magnanakaw! ay isang paghihiwalay niya sa katauhan ng lito at baliw sa pag-ibig na Isagani at ng Isaganing nagsisisi at nalason na ng poot at pait ng pagkabigo at paghihiganti. Sa katauhan niya ngayon, ang ibig sabihin ni Isagani, ay hindi niya gagawin ang kanyang gingawang pagkuha sa ilawang iyon.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

Esoterica Filipina

Esoteric knowledge is that which is specialized or advanced in nature, available only to a narrow circle of "enlightened", "initiated", or highly educated people. (Source: wikipedia)

Henry Ford, the great American philanthropist said, "All History is Bunk." All history is written by the victors of conflict, to record their posterity, and not as completely accurate and comprehensive account of facts. What many people believe as doctrine are mostly half-truths and distortions of the same.

Philippine history is no different. I have learned from Prof. Ignacio (Hmmn...she always does that mid-sentence), my History 1 & 2 teacher in UP that the tons of information I was fed from DECS (Department of Education Culture and Sports) approved history and social science textbooks in elementary and High School are mostly lies. Before college, I have never heard of the phrases, "Divide and Conquer" or "Pueblo Syndrome."

FYI, Divide and Conquer, was part of the general strategem employed here in our islands by the Spaniards during the colonial times. Since the Philippine Islands comprises an archipelago, its different ancient peoples have been separated and isolated from each other for a long time since the technologies to build big river crossing bridges and convenient sea faring vessels were not easily available during those times. Natural borders comprising of seas, rivers, mountains and hills prevented one "tribe" from mingling with another. The Spanish sons o' bitches saw this and capitalized on this phenomenon. They did not build bridges. They did not make inter-island travel easier by providing cheap sea ferry travel. All they did was collect taxes to build unneeded churches. So the Taga-ilogs (Tagalogs) seldom mingled with the Capampangans and almost never with the Visayans during the time of Diego Silang. As a result, a native brand of racism started to brew. Tagalogs began to stupidly look down on Visayans and Muslims from Mindanao.

Your ancestors' surnames were part of the Divide and Conquer plan. Governor General Narciso Clavería y Zaldúa issued a decree called the Catálogo alfabético de apellidos (Alphabetical Catalog of Surnames) on November 21, 1849. Apart from the fact that the list was not alphabetical, a more sinister motive prompted the inclusion of ridiculous names in that list including, but not limited to Gajasa (gahasa; rape, rash), Bayot (Cebuano: homosexual), Bacla (bakla; homosexual), Otot (utot; flatulence), Tanga (stupid), Limotin (limutin; forgetful), Lubut (Cebuano: buttocks), Tae (excrement), Ongoy (unggoy; monkey), Aso (dog), Jalimao (halimaw; monster)and Yyac (iiyak; will cry).

This is how it worked: a copy of the catalog was distributed to the provincial heads of the archipelago. From there, a certain number of surnames, based on population, were sent to each barangay's parish priest. The head of each barangay, along with another town official or two, was present when the father or the oldest person in each family chose a surname for his or her family. Often, it was the parish priest who chose the name for the indio. These ass-wipes made the funny names available to those tribes that do not comprehend its meaning in another dialect. They gave Visayans the surname Ticol and the Ilocanos Bayot. They were like naming dogs. Curiously, my ancestors names of Garcia, Salvador, Lopez, and Meneses were not in that book. Maybe my ancestors didn't have to pick a name for themselves because they already have one. Or maybe, one or two of my maiden ninunos were fucked by some bald-ass friar from Aragon. I hope not.

All this talk of surnames reminds me of a legal story told by one crazy-ass professor I had in Law School: Professor JS., otherwise known as the self-proclaimed Kevin Costner of the Philippines. He has no resemblance to the the Californian who played Elliot Ness and Wyatt Earp. If there is any celebrity who bears a likeness, then that would be Rico J. Puno or if Spanky Rigor stayed out in the sun too long, maybe. The story goes as follows: A certain fellow, whose name appears in his birth certificate as Juan Biglanggahasa approached Prof. JS, and sought legal advice if he could do something to change his name because according to him, the name was the constant source of ridicule and public humiliation. In turn, Prof. JS accepted Mr. Biglanggahasa as a client and filed a petition in court under Rule 103 of the Rules of Court (Change of Name). The court granted the petition and thus changed the name of the petitioner to Johnny Biglanggahasa. (Laugh now, please. I beg you)

Now, do you ever wonder why that anywhere you go in the Philippines, especially in towns that were already in existence during the Spanish Imperial era, the town centers are laid out almost the same everywhere? In every town there is a town hall, across the street an old Catholic Church, and beside the church, a school run by either priests or nuns belonging to some Catholic order originating from Europe, mostly Spain. All around these ancient dated structures are the ancestral houses of the rich folk. I am not talking about the noveau, but those who had old money, those who were rich before the first world war. Some of them may no longer be rich, and some may have migrated to Forbes Park or wherever-the-fuck the rich live these days--how would I know? I came from a family who treasure honor more than money. My grandfather would rather pay his debts either the mah-johng or card table with a parcel of land he owned rather than be labeled a balasubas. He had a palabra. But my grandmother--God bless her poor soul-- taught me that palabra de honor does not put food on the table. Anyway, this town lay-out common throughout the country did not occur by chance, or by imitation. The same was by design.

The Castilian word pueblo, evolved from the Latin word populus ("people"), means "village".On the central Spanish meseta the unit of settlement was and is the pueblo; that is to say, the large nucleated village surrounded by its own fields, with no outlying farms, separated from its neighbours by some considerable distance, sometimes as much as ten miles or so. The town was nuclear. Meaning, each town was designed so that nobody had to leave town and go to other pueblos because they were all fuckin' the same. This syndrome further enhanced the rift between the different tribes of the colonial Philippines. Thus, when a country is divided, it is much easier to conquer. And conquered it they did. The rest is history. Or is it? You tell me.

Just the tip of the iceberg.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Personality Disorder Test: a "pulot" survey from multiply.com

Narcissus, the Greek hero after whom narcissism
is named, became obsessed with his own reflection.
(Source: Wikipedia)

DisorderRating
Paranoid:Low
Schizoid:Low
Schizotypal:Moderate
Antisocial:High
Borderline:Low
Histrionic:High
Narcissistic:High
Avoidant:Low
Dependent:Low
Obsessive-Compulsive:Low

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