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Oct. 2nd, 2004 01:19 amFortunately my provider seems able to perceive the existence of livejournal tonight. It didn't last night, which was annoying. Even more so because it had been fine earlier, but only when I came to finish off the day . . . oh well, never mind.
Finished BTX by Masami Kurumada yesterday, and had to sniff a few times. Not that it was really a tragedy, or especially well-drawn (his style is the same as it was in the Saint Seiya series), or overly unexpected -- some deaths you could see coming a mile off, in all particulars -- but, oh, I suppose sentimentality is bound to score the odd successful shot.
It's interesting to see how much the author loves his scientists. He appreciates the young heroes. He likes the older scrappers. He enjoys giving the artistic mystics cool dialogue and letting their blond hair fall over their shoulders. He lets the warrior-mother-substitute-teachers handle themselves well in a scrap. He lovingly delineates the innocent young maidens (for whom tragic villains sacrificed themselves way back when, but who never wanted the sacrifice). He even gives the odd good part to a female character who might just as well have been male, such as Aramis. But he adores his scientists. He lets them engage in mathematical duels (and then explains the reasoning, or writes out the formulae in full) while trying to save their friends from being rotated into another lethal dimension by the cosmic cube trap of the enemy, who just happened to be a scholastic rival from way back when.
(Okay. Hokuto was fun. How can I not appreciate a man who takes care to have a private laboratory inside his giant turtle biomecha?)
On to new acquaintances; permit me to make known The New Angyo Onshi (or Shin Angyo Onshi), translated from Korean into both Japanese and French -- though not, alas, to my knowledge, English as yet. (Still, another work by the same authors, Youn in-wan and Yang kyung-il, Island, has been translated into English, so there is hope.) Shounen manga; wandering royal-appointed investigator with bodyguard roams the kingdom after the king has mysteriously died (details hopefully to follow in a later volume) and deals with magical enemies, corrupt bureaucrats, and the general rottenness of life. Some scans at http://www.geocities.com/stkorani/shin.html
Haircut tomorrow. Or, rather, trim. Trim. I'm very clear about that. It's taken me too long to grow what I've got as it is, dammit.
Okay, so remembering to get split ends trimmed more than once every couple of years might help.
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"The prospect of freedom?" he said.
"Exactly," said Lord Vetinari. "There is always a choice."
"You mean . . . I could choose certain death?"
"A choice, nevertheless," said Vetinari. "Or, perhaps, an alternative. You see, I believe in freedom, Mr Lipwig. Not many people do, although they will of course protest otherwise. And no practical definition of freedom would be complete without the freedom to take the consequences. Indeed, it is the freedom upon which all the others are based."
-- Going Postal, Terry Pratchett
Finished BTX by Masami Kurumada yesterday, and had to sniff a few times. Not that it was really a tragedy, or especially well-drawn (his style is the same as it was in the Saint Seiya series), or overly unexpected -- some deaths you could see coming a mile off, in all particulars -- but, oh, I suppose sentimentality is bound to score the odd successful shot.
It's interesting to see how much the author loves his scientists. He appreciates the young heroes. He likes the older scrappers. He enjoys giving the artistic mystics cool dialogue and letting their blond hair fall over their shoulders. He lets the warrior-mother-substitute-teachers handle themselves well in a scrap. He lovingly delineates the innocent young maidens (for whom tragic villains sacrificed themselves way back when, but who never wanted the sacrifice). He even gives the odd good part to a female character who might just as well have been male, such as Aramis. But he adores his scientists. He lets them engage in mathematical duels (and then explains the reasoning, or writes out the formulae in full) while trying to save their friends from being rotated into another lethal dimension by the cosmic cube trap of the enemy, who just happened to be a scholastic rival from way back when.
(Okay. Hokuto was fun. How can I not appreciate a man who takes care to have a private laboratory inside his giant turtle biomecha?)
On to new acquaintances; permit me to make known The New Angyo Onshi (or Shin Angyo Onshi), translated from Korean into both Japanese and French -- though not, alas, to my knowledge, English as yet. (Still, another work by the same authors, Youn in-wan and Yang kyung-il, Island, has been translated into English, so there is hope.) Shounen manga; wandering royal-appointed investigator with bodyguard roams the kingdom after the king has mysteriously died (details hopefully to follow in a later volume) and deals with magical enemies, corrupt bureaucrats, and the general rottenness of life. Some scans at http://www.geocities.com/stkorani/shin.html
Haircut tomorrow. Or, rather, trim. Trim. I'm very clear about that. It's taken me too long to grow what I've got as it is, dammit.
Okay, so remembering to get split ends trimmed more than once every couple of years might help.
---
"The prospect of freedom?" he said.
"Exactly," said Lord Vetinari. "There is always a choice."
"You mean . . . I could choose certain death?"
"A choice, nevertheless," said Vetinari. "Or, perhaps, an alternative. You see, I believe in freedom, Mr Lipwig. Not many people do, although they will of course protest otherwise. And no practical definition of freedom would be complete without the freedom to take the consequences. Indeed, it is the freedom upon which all the others are based."
-- Going Postal, Terry Pratchett
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Date: 2004-10-02 05:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-02 08:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-07 07:01 am (UTC)Ah. One of the classic American musicals. Con man dupes small Midwestern town into buying marching band supplies for the kids ("trouble, right here in River City, with a capital T and that rhymes with P and that stands for Pool!"). He starts chasing the town librarian because she's intriguingly resistant and can tell he's a fake. Musical comedy ensues.
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Date: 2004-10-02 02:49 pm (UTC)Adventure seeds. Wouldn't that rock for Adventure seeds?
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Date: 2004-10-02 08:35 pm (UTC)And for the adventure seeds -- the earlier discussion, or the quote itself?