I’ve probably mentioned this before, but somehow the universe has been kind enough to let me own a Wii. It’s a gorgeous machine and I am happy just to stand like a goofy idiot playing Golf (Golf! How I hate that sport outside of the electronic entertainment medium) all day. I do own games that let me be (among other things) a doctor (I know! Crazy!) and an Italian plumber.
What I haven’t mentioned, like ever, is that it’s Japanese. Now, there are times when you want to see an English menu, with the screen drawing pixels in the form you actually comprehend. But you know, geekery of geekeries, I actually enjoy swimming neck deep in the almost runic symbols that the Japanese language throws at me. As a result, you grow an appreciation of the various ways your brain makes sense of things. I absolutely marvel at my intuitiveness to just click the left squiggly to accept, and the right wiggly to cancel. It’s resonant with human potential, I tell you.
As a result, I may have no idea what the Miis are usually up to or if they assemble when you click the whistle just because they are Japanese in origin, or if they love you or if they are even crazy or what. I do know that they respond to you, and mock you by being happy in a round white room, while you can’t find the same hip deep in entertainment possibilities you invented for yourselves. We lack the Miiness and can’t respond to such a scenario with an even keel. It disturbs me.
Of course, much like Pi or other sane individuals, I had the option to actually buy an English language console – the fact that it is Japanese doesn’t mean that’s the only flavour it understands – but that would contradict my zeal to do something ridiculous each and every day, without which I don’t think I would be able to look at those fucking cartoons.
This was crazy uncle Sam, back to writing fucking cuckoo shit. Tell me something ridiculous you did today.
This… this is gorgeous. It’s beautiful, whatever it is. I don’t know what it’s for, and how you play it, or if it is even a game at all. Maybe it’s a magical disc. Maybe you are like an underwater Harry Potter saying things like “imerativo”(made that up, btw), or “accio”.
It’s called Endless Ocean in America, but Forever Blue has this magical ring to it. I’m in love with the videos and the music, though I have no idea what to do with the disc whence I procure it. Oh, Nishitani-san, whatever will you think of next?
Screw E3, screw E3 right in it’s stupid face. This:
is the best game in the world. You play a girl. You have to slap other girls. That is all there is to it.
Slap your bitches here. Awesomesauce.
So Nintendo has announced Face Training and a camera attachment for the DS. Otona No DS Kao Training, or Face Training, includes a camera that plugs into the Game Boy Advance slot on the Nintendo DS and takes a video of your face as you play the game. This is what the Japanese call “facening,” or facial exercises. By doing these, the idea is that you can make your skin and face prettier.
Only in Japan, dudes and dudettes. This is probably going to sell like a hojillion copies too.
You have, in all probability, by now see the trailer for and heard of, a movie called Casshern. We are, after all the children of internet. Whats that you say? You haven’t? Here you go. What is this? It is inexplicable, beautiful and it is Japanese. It is the fundamental of nature that forces these things to go together.
Casshern is a movie based on the popular anime Casshern (or Casshan) :Robot Hunter. The plot being thus: Casshern is a human mind in a fused robot body, fighting to save the world from the evil robot king and his army. BK-1 or Black King is the original evil robot who was created by Casshern’s father as some sort of pollution control experiment. Casshern, poor guy, now has to fight all these buggere, ad get all crazy on their asses, with help from his childhood friend Luna.
This version, as people who have seen it tell me, is faithful in this aspect to the storyline, but takes a lot of liberties from the visual style. It NEVERTHELESS remains faithful to its Manga/Anime origins. (It even has speed lines, man, SPEED LINES!!). Kazuaki Kiriya directs and photographs it, and from what you see in the trailer, he does a darn good job of it. The visuals are arresting and very surreal, and you expect nothing less from the genius photographer that is Kiriya. I can’t wait to get my hands on it, though my only chances of seeing it are if it gets dubbed in English, released in the US, and the DVD finds it way here.
Anybody done seen this here movie? Lemme know how it is, please?