Editor’s note: This story was originally printed in Northwest Asian Weekly on Dec. 11, 1993. This article will reference the year of the dog, plug stores that now exist in our memories, and remind us that TV sets and stereos were hot items in the early 90s. We hope that our readers will get a kick from this holiday blast from the past.
“Slumdog Millionaire” opens with our hero, Jamal (Dev Patel), getting smoke blown into his face by a police interrogator. Then he gets his head slammed into a bucket of water, and electrical shock is applied to his feet. English director Danny Boyle always makes Jamal’s fast grin, quick mind and mischievous pranks fun to follow. However, he never reconciles this fun with the film’s often-devastating spin throughout India.
I’ve never been to Chop Suey before. When I walked in the door last Saturday night, I liked the place right off the bat because of its size. Smaller venues are nice because you get to be right up close to the artist. You can see hands playing the guitar. You can hear all the little imperfections — things you can’t hear in a bigger venue. The intimacy made some of the performers of the Hotel Café Tour look impressive. For others? Not so much.
“You’re at a party. At seven it’s one kind of conversation, and at nine it’s totally different, but it’s still the same topic. We’re just like that,” blog-owner Diana Nguyen said about Disgrasian.
Imagine a piece of art taking only 15 seconds to complete. While most would barely have time to pick up a brush, Toyko-born artist Etsuko Ichikawa would have already completed a few works already — on average, she says each piece takes her about 3 seconds.
Crowds of teenagers filled the Chong Wa Benevolent Building in the International District last Saturday night. They didn’t come for a dance recital or language classes. They came for the blaring beats, to see their friends, for hip-hop and 4 the LUV of It — this year’s theme for the third annual fundraiser of The Good Foot Arts Collective. The local nonprofit promotes community awareness and individual development through the arts.
Alex Kuo’s latest book, “White Jade and Other Stories” rides a rocky divide. Writing from a ChineseAmerican perspective, the short pieces that make up this collection support his personal political agenda. As such his voice does need to be heard, but literature does not sit easy with work that is one-sided, driven by emotion instead of reason and flagrantly guilty of the twin sins of omission and distortion.
A languorous meditation on free will versus destiny, Chris Smith’s fine film “The Pool” traces a few weeks in the life of Venkatesh, a teenager who labors at a modest hotel in the dusty city of Panjim, Goa.
Thirty-five-year-old Japanese animator Makoto Shinkai often gets called “the new Miyazaki.” Having learned this, you should forget it. Hayao Miyazaki represents the gold standard of Japanese anime to the West.