Showing posts with label Heroes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Heroes. Show all posts

Wednesday, 22 July 2009

I'm shipping up to Nerd Prom

I'm shipping up to Nerd Prom to find my Middleman eps. Wow, Dan Aykroyd and Bill Murray look really different now.
I originally wasn't planning on attending this week's sold-out San Diego Comic-Con (on my Twitter page, I joked, "I'm not much of a fan of crowded comic cons anyway. In fact, San Diego C-C isn't even a comic con anymore. It's now the TCA Press Tour."). But at the last minute, someone invited me to the con, and then I changed my mind about not going.

I'll be at Comic-Con for one day only--Friday. It'll be a Phil Collins-performs-"Sussudio"-at-Wembley Stadium-for-five-minutes-and-then-flies-off-to-Philly-to-perform-"Sussudio"-again kind of trip, except much less douchey.

The first time I attended Comic-Con was in 2007, when I saw a bunch of booth babes in cheerleader outfits unenthusiastically pass out copies of the Heroes: Season 1 DVD box set packaging to all the Ballroom 20 audience members at the Heroes season 2 cast and crew panel. The cheerleaders were glum probably because they already saw season 2.

My second visit to the con will be Friday. It'll be my first time there as a professional.

If you feel like saying hello to me, I'll be hanging around the Secret Identities booth, a.k.a. Jerry Ma's Epic Proportions booth (#1735), for most of Friday. My Secret Identities page neighbors Keiko Agena and Ming Doyle, the duo behind "Learn to Share," will be signing books at the booth at 2pm.

Which feisty half-Asian British chick would win in a fight? Psylocke or Alexa Chung, who's adorable despite the fact that she needs to eat a sandwich?
For those Fistful of Soundtracks listeners who are headed to Comic-Con, I'm re-airing the 2004 Fistful of Soundtracks: The Series episode "Superhero Worship" today at 10am and 3pm.

Thursday, 9 July 2009

Chocolate city

Shoo, flies, don't bother me.
I wasn't aware of the existence of Thai director Prachya Pinkaew's 2008 martial arts flick Chocolate until a few weeks ago, when Netflix placed the movie on a list of rentals I might enjoy.

After I read Netflix's synopsis of their recommendation--"a young autistic woman who discovers that she has the uncanny ability to absorb precision fighting skills just by watching martial arts movies"--I immediately added it to my queue and placed it at the #1 spot because "Sampler," the Secret Identities: The Asian American Superhero Anthology short story I created, has a similar premise. In my story (the very reason why this weekend, I'll be making my first appearance at a comic book convention as a guest talent, even though it's at one of the smaller conventions, the new Asian American ComiCon), a dry cleaning store worker named June temporarily acquires the powers of her superhero customers by touching their costumes.

Monica (Dana Davis), Heroes' quickly-forgotten-because-the-showrunners-have-ADD supporting character, and another 'photographic reflexes' character, the Marvel Comics villain Taskmaster.
On the other hand, what Taskmaster can't do is find a costume that doesn't make bystanders laugh.
The autistic, candy-craving Chocolate heroine's superpower is actually more about "photographic reflexes"--like forgotten Heroes supermimic Monica Dawson and the Marvel Comics supervillain Taskmaster, whom Alan Sepinwall said must have been the inspiration for Monica--than power-absorption-by-touch. (In one of millions of lines that were deleted from "Sampler" by Secret Identities editor-in-chief Jeff Yang, June explains that she's able to sample superpowers because she's a mutant, or a "superior," a term I created for mutants in earlier drafts. In order to sample a mutant's power, June has to touch that mutant's fingerprint residue or any other traces of DNA left behind anywhere, whether it's on an item they touched or a garment they wore. I know--you're probably thinking, "Ewwww, so does that mean she would have to come into contact with the love stains inside Cyclops' unitard in order to shoot lasers from her eyes?" In the R-rated or TV-MA-rated version of "Sampler," unfortunately, yes.)

Below Sepinwall's recap of Heroes' introduction of Monica, a commenter joked, "Jeez, a hero whose superpower is that she's really, really good at watching TV?" In Chocolate, Zen (Jija Yanin) acquires her fighting moves in a similar fashion by viewing TV broadcasts of Muay Thai flicks like Pinkaew's own previous work, the Tony Jaa vehicle Ong-Bak, or in my favorite sequence, observing the movements of a henchman who has Tourette's. Yep, it's a South Park "Cripple Fight"-esque duel that pits mentally challenged fighter against physically challenged fighter (and though it's my favorite showdown in Chocolate, it's too quickly resolved).

No gang would accept physically challenged thugs--or transvestites--into its fold like the evil Thai crime family in Chocolate does. Gangsters aren't exactly known for being open-minded and tolerant. That's how much of a martial arts fantasy Chocolate is. It's like the multiracial Street Thunder gang in the original Assault on Precinct 13. You immediately knew John Carpenter's film was more of a hyperrealistic crime flick than a realistic one because in real life, no gang would be that racially mixed.

This move was copped from Tony Jaa...
... while this move was copped from Jean-Claude Van Damme in Gymkata 2: You Can Take the Kata Out of the Gym, But You Can't Take the Gym Out of the Kata.
I've previously said I'm not much of a fan of the martial arts genre. Even the fight sequences in some of the martial arts actioners I've enjoyed, like the first two Once Upon a Time in China installments, can get boring after a while. Chocolate's otherwise decent climax gets tedious at one point--I kept thinking, "C'mon, when's the main villain gonna finally lose consciousness? What is he? The Thai Energizer Bunny?"

Despite the tedious climax, a cancer-patient-mother subplot that's a bit too melodramatic for my tastes, and a crew of transvestite assassins who would fit right in with The Celluloid Closet's montage of evil gays from Freebie and the Bean and The Silence of the Lambs(*), the otherwise inventive Chocolate won me over, which is something of a miracle because I'm one of the few guys in America who actually didn't cry during Rudy. The premise of an undersized underdog overcoming adversity or physical limitations through combat is always appealing, whether it's in Rudy, Chocolate or even "Sampler."

(*) If I ever have to defend Chocolate to gay critics, I'd probably say, "Well, I agree, but in fairness, at least Chocolate doesn't ignore the tranny population in Thailand." I'd also say, "And the big bad's tranny second-in-command wasn't a weakling like in Freebie and the Bean. He was a badass with a gun."

Zen could use some Neosporin on her knee like soon-to-be-ex-Governor Sarah Palin could use a thick piece of electrical tape over her mouth.

A recent TCM Movie Morlocks blog post praises the coherently shot, Fred Astaire-style ass-whupping Donnie Yen gives to Sammo Hung in Hong Kong action maestro Wilson Yip's Kill Zone and explains why American action films pale in comparison to Asian actioners:
One excuse given as to why films like Taken or the Bourne series don't have this same kind of coherence is that the actors aren't as physically trained as martial arts pros like Hung and Yen, and necessarily need stunt doubles, necessitating even faster cuts and less spatial coherence. However, American action films don't necessarily have to have nuanced fighting styles – just watch the series of haymakers Gregory Peck and Charlton Heston unload on each other in The Big Country (which can be seen in the video slideshow of Dennis Lim's excellent history of fight choreography at Slate). It's a stylistic choice, and right now Hollywood filmmakers are making the wrong one. I was initially thrilled by the Bourne series' propulsive energy, but the more time that passes, the more its fractured editing seems like a dodge.
Fortunately, the fight sequences in Chocolate are as coherently shot as the Kill Zone sequence. That means each of Yanin's graceful moves aren't disrupted by a choppy edit. The sequences look like they must have been genuinely grueling to perform, and Chocolate's closing credits outtakes of Yanin and the stuntmen badly injuring themselves prove it. Adding to the coherence and credibility of Chocolate's sequences is the fact that like Hung and Yen, the charismatic, twentysomething Yanin is a pro, although she wasn't at first. She received two years' worth of intensive martial arts training after Pinkaew cast her as Zen, which means Chocolate took four years to make.

The comic book version of Chocolate

Jija Yanin's Raging Phoenix teaser poster

Yanin is a martial arts star to watch. A box-office hit in Thailand, Chocolate was popular enough to spawn a comic book and another high-concept martial arts flick for Yanin. Her next vehicle, Raging Phoenix, will involve another new-to-the-genre gimmick like Chocolate's introduction of an autistic heroine: hip-hop dancing. I take it Raging Phoenix will be like Ong-Bak meets You Got Served.

Friday, 13 March 2009

About a Pinoy (Part 1)

Throughout this year, I'm posting older material--like non-Blogspot posts, unpublished writing I've kept buried in my computer and transcripts of interviews from A Fistful of Soundtracks' terrestrial radio years.

Below is Part 1 of a bio I wrote about myself back in June for my user profile at a Wetpaint.com wiki community that the Secret Identities: The Asian American Superhero Anthology editors launched as a place for the book's contributors to see each other's scripts and character sketches.

On the profile page, the user had to finish sentences like "I joined this wiki because..." and "My superpower is..." The ability to assume many different accents is indeed a superpower (it trumps the lamest powers on Heroes, like the ability to melt toasters). A convincing British accent can get you some tail.

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Hello, my name is Jimmy Aquino.

MORE ABOUT ME...

I joined this wiki because: I got kicked out of the Hannah Montana wiki for scalping tickets.

The best word to describe me is: lazian

Interests: scriptwriting

Favorite movies: GoodFellas, Once Upon a Time in the West, The Taking of Pelham One Two Three, Election (1999), Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, The President's Last Bang, Dog Day Afternoon, Do the Right Thing, Three Kings, Raiders of the Lost Ark, Star Trek II, Midnight Run, Cheung fo (The Mission), Anatomy of a Murder, Chan Is Missing, Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle, The Incredibles, Blazing Saddles, Raising Arizona, Repo Man

Favorite TV shows: The Wire, The Larry Sanders Show, 30 Rock, The Venture Bros., The Soup, Flight of the Conchords, Human Giant, The Daily Show, The Colbert Report, Keen Eddie, Freaks and Geeks, The Shield, Veronica Mars, Lost, Battlestar Galactica

My hero(es): anyone who supports Asian American comics

My superpower is: the ability to assume many different accents. I can sound like a British actor doing a lousy American accent. They're all over prime-time now. They think they can nail our American accents like Damian Lewis and Hugh Laurie can, but the truth is they're bloody awful. Actually it's not hard to imitate these outsourced actors. Instead of "been," say "bean" and instead of "Los Angeles," say "Los Ange-leez."

If I could live anywhere, it would be: New York City. This reluctant Californian is sick and tired of Cali and wants to move to NYC, where grabbing some Slyders or an egg cream isn't so difficult.

My dream job(s): Writing graphic novels. The creator-owned material of writers like Brian K. Vaughan, Ed Brubaker, Greg Rucka and Gene Yang brought me back to reading comics after I lost interest in them a few years before. Those guys are incredible writers. Then I told myself, "I wanna do what they're doing. I don't care how little it pays."

What else you should know about me:

-I started out in journalism.

-I chose "SamplerCreator" as my account name because on other sites, every time I try to use my own name as my account name, it's already taken. "Jim Aquino" is the Filipino equivalent of "John Smith."

-I like chicks who hate Sex and the City as much as I do.

-My favorite Chinese food is pizza.

-I ghost-wrote most of the rhymes on Nick Cannon's rap album.

-I orchestrated the merger between UNICEF and Smith & Wesson.

-I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die.

-Other true or fake facts about me can be found at jim.aquino.com or afistfulofsoundtracks.blogspot.com.

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To be continued in Part 2.

Friday, 20 February 2009

Hurley's a Y: The Last Man fan!

I wonder what will be the next DC comic that we'll see Hurley read. Because of the recurring sight gags involving rabbits, I bet Hurley will be leafing through Spanish Captain Carrot.
My favorite in-joke on the most recent Lost episode--besides the rabbit cameo during the retirement home sequence, clearly a reference to the DHARMA Initiative lab rabbits--was Hugo Reyes' choice of reading material at the airport. Dude was checking out the Spanish-language edition of Vertigo's Y: The Last Man, Vol. 3: One Small Step TPB. One of my favorite comic titles of all time, Y, which ended its run last year, also happened to have been created by Lost staff writer and co-producer Brian K. Vaughan.

This isn't our first peek into Hurley's comic collection. Back in the first season, Walt leafed through Hugo's copy of the Spanish edition of Green Lantern/Flash: Faster Friends #1. (Then a couple of seasons later, in an episode that BKV scripted, Hugo and Charlie got embroiled in a debate about Superman and the Flash.)

Because Y is back in the spotlight thanks to "316" episode co-writers Damon Lindelof and Carlton Cuse's little shout-out(*) to their colleague, I'm cross-posting "Y: The last issue," a piece I wrote for another blog last year (January 30, 2008, to be exact). Some things have changed since I wrote that post: I was critical of Torchwood, but that show has improved since then, and Eagle Eye director D.J. Caruso now wants to split his planned adaptation of Y into three movies.

(*) Is Hurley's Y TPB also a foreshadowing of future events on the island? The Y issues that were collected in that TPB involved the crash-landing of a team of cosmonauts who were in space while almost all of Earth's male population perished. The sole survivor of the crash was a pregnant female cosmonaut. The Oceanic Six Five has returned to the island in similar fashion, and many fans suspect that Kate, who had hate sex with Jack before the Ajira flight, is prego.

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BKV gets all meta.
Y: The last issue

It's a sad week for comics. The brilliant and addictive Vertigo series Y: The Last Man is wrapping up its five-year run this week with its 60th and final issue. Written by Brian K. Vaughan (whom I met at WonderCon last year--he's a nice guy and he gave me some good advice about comics scriptwriting) and pencilled by the underrated artist Pia Guerra, Y is the saga of Yorick Brown, a twentysomething slacker who embarks on a globehopping journey to find his missing girlfriend and to find out why he survived a mysterious plague that killed all the men on Earth. In 2003, the superb writing in then-new titles like Y, Gotham Central and Sleeper reignited my love for comics after a low creative ebb during the '90s drew me away. (I stopped buying comics in the mid-'90s because I got fed up with the fugly-looking "enhanced" covers, the inane costume changes and the unwieldy crossover events--all '90s Marvel and DC gimmicks to boost flagging sales.)

What does any of this have to do with TV or film? If Y were a TV show, it would have been the best mythology show on the air. (It's because Vaughan didn't have network execs meddling in his vision or forcing him to keep his series going for another few years. Aw, the creative freedom a comics creator gets to enjoy when he owns the rights to his project and answers to no one.) Maybe the writers from inconsistent and unfocused mythology shows like Heroes should start taking notes from Vaughan's comic about how to build an intricate mythology and keep it from falling apart or how to do any of the following:

Unlike Lost, no ill-conceived, one-dimensional Nikkis and Paulos have ever been awkwardly added to Y's large, predominantly female cast. Every character in Y has been richly drawn, from 355, the world-weary, kickass African American government agent (and knitting aficionado!) assigned to protect Yorick, to Dr. Allison Mann, the surly Asian American lesbian biochemist who must unravel the mystery of the plague, to Col. Alter Tse'elon, the driven and enigmatic Israeli soldier who wants to capture Yorick as part of a plot to repopulate Israel. No character is overlooked. Even Yorick's pet monkey, Ampersand--the only other male survivor of the plague--was given his own flashback issue.

Unlike Heroes or 24, Vaughan's post-apocalyptic series has never taken itself too seriously, despite its exploration of gender politics. (Vaughan once said in an interview that "the level of discussion [of gender issues in comics] was never very sophisticated. If written by men, they were either this gross sex fantasy or, alternately, the surviving women would all go down to the U.N. building and hold hands, ending war and suffering. Both were insulting to women. I wanted to subvert the fantasy.") Speaking of attempts at subversive writing, Y is genuinely adult sci-fi, unlike Torchwood, which pats itself on the back for doing "adult sci-fi," but with the exception of the standout "Out of Time" episode, it has come off more juvenile than the show it was spun off from, the family-friendly Doctor Who. It's interesting that Y has been loaded with more T&A than Torchwood--Y wouldn't have been a Vertigo comic without them--and yet Vaughan's series is still more intelligent and grown-up than Torchwood, because of thought-provoking (but not preachy) dialogue like Dr. Mann's brief and startling discussion about how the plague fixed China's gender imbalance problem and caused the crime rates in that country to drop.

And unlike the showrunners of mythology franchises that wore out their welcome--I'm looking at you, X-Files--Vaughan set an end date for Y (as well as his other creator-owned comic, the equally enjoyable WildStorm title Ex Machina, a 50-issue saga about a disillusioned ex-superhero who becomes mayor of New York). From the start, Vaughan promised to conclude Yorick's quest after 60 issues and has stuck to that promise, so Vaughan's single-minded, Col. Alter-like devotion to reaching that end point hasn't resulted in filler storylines like Galactica's Apollo/Starbuck/Anders/Dualla love quadrangle or the repetitive Heroes-goes-El Norte arc involving Dania Ramirez's endlessly weeping character, Maya the walking Ebola virus (in Spanish, "Maya" means "basket case").

It's no wonder that Vaughan's knack for straightforward storytelling, his ear for witty dialogue and his clever but never gratuitous or pointless pop culture references (I love that Yorick is a fan of The Last Detail--his reaction when he stumbles upon a DVD of the Hal Ashby flick is priceless) landed him a spot on the writing staff of Lost last year. Vaughan co-wrote the "Catch-22" episode about Desmond's past as a monk, and of course, it was one of several highlights of Lost's third season.

Before the writers' strike caused it to slip into development limbo, Vaughan worked on the screenplay for a feature film adaptation of Y, with Disturbia director D.J. Caruso scheduled to be at the helm and Caruso's Disturbia lead Shia LaBeouf as a frontrunner for the title role. Like most other fans, I think Y is better suited for TV. It would have been perfect for HBO. But Vaughan disagrees and has said, "I never felt [that it can only be a TV series to be done correctly]. Maybe because I'm the only person who knew exactly how Y ends and I've always been able to see it as something with a three-act structure--something with a clear beginning, middle and end."

Despite Vaughan's involvement in the Y feature film--he said the feature is an opportunity to improve on material that he felt he bungled in the comic's first few issues--the film can't avoid paling to the original comic. For two hours, the feature will likely be a globetrotting action thriller elevated by sharp dialogue about gender roles and amusing pop culture references. For 59 awesome issues, the comic has been a globetrotting action thriller, a thoughtful exploration of gender issues, a satirical critique of sexism in the comics industry, an all-girl gang flick, a simian slapstick comedy, a medical drama, a floor wax, a dessert topping...

Friday, 9 January 2009

My snarky movie summaries (Part 2)

Previously: Part 1.

The Hills Have Eyes II
Somebody should feed Larry the Cable Guy to these redneck mutants.

The Host monster is ready for his close-up.
The Host
This popular monster movie from South Korea has a deleted scene in which the mutated sea creature snacks on that Korean-bashing douchebag Rex Reed. Then the monster pukes up his remains because it can't stand the taste of washed-up movie critic.

The Illusionist
Edward Norton stars as a magician who comes to Jessica Biel's rescue. He makes her memories of Stealth disappear.

The Invisible
¿Quien es mas emo? ¿Justin Chatwin de The Invisible o Milo Ventimiglia de Heroes?

Killer of Sheep
You know African American cinema is in trouble when Soul Plane gets better treatment than this long-buried Charles Burnett cult favorite.

Lady in the Water
The much-maligned M. Night Shyamalan based his latest film on a bedtime story he told to his kids. It could have been worse, like Uwe Boll grabbing a pile of his own feces and calling it a movie. Oh wait--that was BloodRayne.

The Lake House
The MPAA has rated it PG for "some language and a disturbing image." A disturbing image of what? Keanu Reeves attempting to emote?

The Last Mimzy
Aliens befriend a couple of kids by giving them toys. Isn't that how Michael Jackson preys on little boys?

Lemming
Another one of those movies where you're left wondering which part of it is a hallucination and which part is real. Unfortunately, those lame car commercials before the feature presentation are not a hallucination.

Leonard Cohen: I'm Your Man
The acclaimed Canadian singer/songwriter is the subject of a new doc. Once upon a time, Cohen's "Hallelujah" wasn't a bad song. Now thanks to repetitive airplay on prime-time drama shows, "Hallelujah" has turned into the depressed white person's "Macarena."

Letters From Iwo Jima
Clint Eastwood depicts Iwo Jima from the Japanese POV in the second of two Iwo Jima movies. A third Iwo Jima movie will be produced by the people behind the Look Who's Talking movies. This time, it'll be told from the POV of babies whose thoughts are voiced by Bruce Willis ("Do tanks tank? Do rifles rifle?").

License to Wed
We always cry at wedding movies that suck.

Lions for Lambs
Meryl Streep, you don't know the history of U.S. military strategy in the Middle East. Tom Cruise does. You're being glib.

Little Miss Sunshine
The Ryan Seacrest story.

Live Free or Die Hard
John McClane has been described more than once as "an analog man in a digital world." Nah, he's more like "an R man neutered by a PG-13 movie."

The Lookout
The title character is a man who suffers from brain damage and amnesia after a traumatic accident. You would want to also if you saw that horrifying White House Correspondents Dinner clip of Karl Rove trying to rap and dance.

Manda Bala
Errol Morris called this documentary about corruption and frog farming in Brazil "powerful," while Vomiting Kermit from Late Night with Conan O'Brien gave it two out of four oatmeal raisiny heaves.

Meet the Robinsons
That dinosaur in the movie complains about having a big head and little arms. Yeah, he does look a little tyrannorexic, like those other creatures with big heads and little arms, the Olsen twins.

Miami Vice
Where the hell is Elvis the alligator? Did he want too much money?

Miss Potter
Renee Zellweger is so squinty-eyed she makes Clint Eastwood look like Astro Boy.

Next: Parts 3 and 4.