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< Piro >

Arcueid Brunestud from Tsukuihime

"blue blue glass..."

Sunday - November 30, 2003

[Piro] - 22:22:00 - [link here]

One thing that I just can't seem to shake is my reluctance to write 'rants' lately. I don't really know why. There's all sorts of stuff bottled up in the addled little brain of mine, and I have no idea where this idea that 'rants' have to be organized, orderly affairs with either an informational or educational purpose.

Bleah. Bleah, I say.

Most people may not realize this, but Seraphim was not an anime fan when I met her. In fact, if it wasn't for me I doubt she would have been exposed to it much. I remember the first time I tried to explain to her what 'magical girl' anime was, and the look she gave me. I remember when she helped me move and was able to see my VHS fansub collection fill box after box and crate after crate -- and the look she gave me then. I'm still amazed that she didn't run far far away after these experiences.

Anyways, our relationship aside, the fact is Seraphim and I never really used to watch a lot of Anime. I tended to watch stuff on my own here and there and on the computer, but the TV in the main living areas saw remarkably little anime. Ever since I started doing MT full time and Seraphim started coming to anime cons with me, we've been watching more. I can even say with pride that she's become hooked on a few series. Heheh. ph33l the evil influence.

This all started, if you remember, when I threw out most of my old fansub collection to make some room on the shelves (well, to free up entire bookcases, to be exact), with the idea that I'd replace the majority of it with DVDs and over time. So, we started to pick up some DVDs and we've been enjoying some of them together. The only bad part, for me, is that Seraphim prefers (brrrrr) ... the English dubs.

Now, I fully understand that a portion of my anti-dub stance (like many obsessive anime fans) comes from, well, being obsessed with the medium, and having acclimated ourselves to reading and watching shows in Japanese. Having done this, we get all the right emotive cues from the Japanese voice tracks and enjoy what we are watching without problems. Part of my aversion to dubs also comes from the fact that years ago dubs tended to be... REALLY bad. So it was with a kind of abject horror (and loosing the argument ^^;;) that we have been watching the stuff dubbed.

It's actually been an interesting way to experience some of my favorite shows. Some of the dubs have actually been amazingly good. For instance, they did a fantastic job on Fruits Basket, and even the Trigun dub was pretty good. It felt almost sacrilegious to watch Haibane Renmei dubbed, but... even that was pretty good. Probably the most amusing dub we saw was for Mao-chan. Mao-chan is cute, kinda pointless, and very odd, but when the gal who does the English dub for Misora says 'I must protect the peace of Japan, I say, with high spirits!' ... I don't know why, but it cracked me up, and its become somewhat of a standing joke around here.

Like I've said a half dozen times, my Japanese is not very good. If you were wondering where the Japanese I do use in the comics comes from, its usually Asmoedus (who is Japanese himself :) who helps me out. Even so, I still prefer the original Japanese tracks. Part of this is elitism, I agree, but a part of it isn't. If it were pure elitism, I would refuse to watch the English dubs. It's much better to be open minded to them and see just how far English dub actors and actresses have come over the years. But there is something interesting about the disconnect you get from listening to something in a foreign language. I've talked about this before (I should dig up the rant but I can't find it... yes, the MT site will be getting a search function sometime next year :), but sometimes just tuning into the emotive content of speech without actually knowing what is being said can be enjoyable and moving, if you open yourself up to it.

For example, one of the things that most anime fans in the States avoid like the plague are drama disks. You know, the kind where voice actors act out anime skits for radio shows or as part of a CD drama collection. I love these things. Even though many of the ones I have I have no clue what is going on, some are a lot of fun to listen to. The Bannou Bunka Neko Musume Cds are a riot, and the Shin Kyuuketsuki Miyu disks are very haunting. The Kanon drama disks, for example, are really excellent disks. Even if you just have the basics of what is going on, the acting really gets through to you - especially in the Ayu and the Makoto disks. they are very moving. If you have a grasp of the story, they hit you more than the TV anime does. I just recently picked up these disks. The Akiko tribute disk I haven't listened to yet, but the Mai one is also really good. Dare I say the Nayuki disk is one of my faves? Kouda Mariko's voice is to die for. Ok, I'm obsessed. ^^;;;

Of course, if I were to put one of these on in the car while we were driving somewhere, I'm sure I'd get the same look I used to get when I first tried to explain the nuances of magical girl transformation sequences. :P Some things work best with headphones.

There have been a lot of really good anime shows lately. Of particular note is Shingetsutan Tsukihime (True Chronicle of the Moon Princess). This anime is based on a highly successful doujinshi (fan-made) game by a group called Type-Moon (that's the commercial group they are now, this link is for the doujin group site.). In much the same way the Hoshi no Koe ('Voices from a Distant Star") guy made me feel totally pathetic by animating this masterpiece all by himself, I feel absolutely inadequate next to the Type-Moon guys. I aspire towards making a deep, complex and emotive game and complex stories, these guys did it successfully, and garnered such a following that its now an animated series. Bleah, I say!

Putting my feelings of inadequacy and the desire to stick my hands into a food processor aside, it's an excellent anime (tho I admit, it wont appeal to everyone). It's inspired me a little, here and there, so much so I almost found myself drawing Kotone in Arcueid's outfit for the last DPD ^^;; I haven't played the game, or let Asmodeus or Cortana tell me what happens, so I've just been patiently waiting to find out what happens. Also, I must have the Soundtrack. And the... ok, you get the idea :P

I dunno what it is about me and my affinity for vampire stories like this. I need to keep my morbid side in check sometimes, lest it spill over into MT or other things...

Enough rambling for this rant. I think I'll just meander along like this for a while. Hope you guys don’t mind, I'm just in a mood to talk about little things.

Oh, and next time, I'll talk a bit about Clannad. Word is that the game will finally be released early 2004. Yay!

< Dom >



Monday - November 24, 2003

[Dom] - 12:00:00 - [link here]

So, there I was at halftime in Stanfurd. Our team had coughed up the ball four, maybe five timse in the first half, and we were down 10-0 at the midpoint of the game. Cal fans were quiet, demoralized and grumbling "Why isn't this team consistent?" while Seiya and I were noting to each other "you know, it's a miracle we're only down ten".

As Jon Wilner of the San Jose Mercury News put it, "What happened, in a manner of speaking, was this: Cal loaded the Axe onto a cart, hauled it to the front door of the Stanfurd athletic department and pleaded with the Cardinal to take it." (I know there's more to this quotation, but that's the first half for you)

And so, with no solace in sight, I turned to the last resort of the educated sports fan--purest superstition.

See, I have this theory that I came up with back around 1999, when Pac Bell Park first opened. The more sugar I consume while my team is on offense, the more likely it is for the team to score. If I eat it in one bite, the score will be bigger/better than if I just snarfed it down. I think a few friends have pictures of me with entire bags of cotton candy in my mouth, and dingblast it, it seems to work.

And so, I armed myself with some of Seiya's leftover Halloween candy, and snarfed down 3 rolls of Smarties in about 4 seconds after the Golden Bears had the ball. They scored a touchdown, of course.

Amusingly, I talked to a number of other Cal grads and students, and many of them regaled me with their tales of how their specific superstition helped the Bears win the Big Game. Some people were forced to eat fried chicken in exchange for the touchdowns. Others were good luck charms; as soon as they arrived at the party, the Bears scored. I can probably ask 6 people and find at least 2 who think their superstition helped the Bears win.

What is it about sports that causes some of the most educated people I know revert to 14th century villagers with virgins on white horses riding in the cemetery? I suppose there's some need to think that you're important to the outcome of the game, especially for those watching on TV who can't try and yell loud enough to make sure the team on the field can't audible, or who can't show their support in person and provide some much-needed morale to the players.

But boy, is it funny to talk about afterwards. Good luck charms, pre-game rituals, odd habits, they're all part of why I love sports. What else, other than sex or politics, can get large groups of people together and turn their brains right off in an amusing manner?

That said, it's time to watch the NCAA Basketball season. Go Bears!


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