Read Or Die and R.O.D. the TV - World domination through literature
If so, then you love books almost as much as a Paper Master loves books.
In an alternate present day where the British Empire remained a world superpower and nations and corporations fight secret battles with superhuman agents, some of the oddest agents on any side are Paper Masters. Gifted with a telekinetic control over anything made of paper, Paper Masters can take ordinary sheets of paper and make them move according to their whim, form into giant constructs, gain razor sharp edges or become hard enough to stop a bullet. With a bit of loose leaf on hand, a skilled Paper Master is a dangerous and versatile combatant.
They are also, almost every one of them, raging bibliomaniacs, utterly obsessed with collecting and reading books. A Paper Master’s apartment is generally stuffed to the gills with piles of books, occasionally resulting in dangerous literary avalanches. They’re eternally shopping for more books, and they can easily be distracted from more important tasks by the pursuit of books. They’re book addicts.
And they fight
Such is the premise of Read Or Die, a franchise that began as a series of novels (no surprise there) and then spun off into several forms of media.
The original novels (which sadly have never to my knowledge been translated into English, so this is secondhand information) introduce us to Yomiko Readman—code name “The Paper”—secret agent for the British Library’s Special Operations Unit and possibly the most powerful Paper Master alive. She battles enemy agents in secret missions for the British government. I think some or most of those missions might involve books, which would definitely let her play to her strengths. This soon led to a manga (comic book) series telling a parallel story about some of Yomiko’s other adventures. There also emerged a spin-off manga called Read Or Dream following a different group of characters: three Paper Master sisters who work as freelancers. (The manga have been translated, but I haven’t read them yet.) The franchise then made the jump to animation, first with a three episode Read Or Die OVA (direct-to-video miniseries) in which The Paper and her fellow agents take on a mission to save the world from an evil mastermind, and then it all culminates in R.O.D. the TV, a full-length 26 episode television series tying together every previous part of the franchise.
The OVA has a little bit of a ‘60s spy movie feel, with secret agents battling an evil mastermind who’s trying to take over the world with super-science, and the opening credits play this up entertainingly. There’s a little bit less of that with the series (to begin with), but the opening credits also have an interesting retro vibe.
( Read Or Die: 'Secret Agent Double-Oh-Paper will return in HARDCOVERS ARE FOREVER' )
( R.O.D. the TV: 'Three Sisters Conference! All those in favor of beating these guys up? ...The motion passes unanimously.' )
All in all, the Read Or Die franchise is a solid piece of television: completely crazy and entirely enjoyable.
Oh, and there are books. Lots and lots of books.
Books have power.
Fear the books.
Autumn is upon us, and amidst the changing colors of the leaves, the dropping temperatures, the shortened days and the holiday-themed advertisements it also brings with it another change: the start of a new season of television entertainment.
The mainstream offerings have all been undoubtedly reviewed and analyzed quite thoroughly by plenty of people across the internet, so I won’t bother retreading that ground. Anyway, the truth of the matter is that I don’t catch much TV these days. With the hours I keep, I pretty much have to watch anything I wish to see online, so I tend to stick to what I’m already familiar with.
While a nighttime work schedule and an increasing sense of disinterest towards the current trends in the output of most of the networks has kept me from seeing much of what’s on the air here in North America, thanks to the power of the internet I have had the opportunity to examine some of the new series that are airing elsewhere in the world. Specifically, in a certain country that has produced several of my favorite television series over the years, not to mention quite a few other highly original, highly intelligent or highly entertaining ones (and, in all fairness, plenty of mediocre or absolutely terrible ones… and it’s usually the lousy ones that are best known).
You can probably guess which one I mean.
Welcome to TheNarrator’s review of the Fall ’09 season of Japanese animation.
So, how are the anime offerings for this season overall? Honestly?
Disappointing.
I know I shouldn’t go into an anime expecting it to be the next Noir or Cowboy Bebop just like I shouldn’t expect a live-action series to be the next Farscape or Sarah Connor Chronicles, but that didn’t stop me from hoping that there would be something truly impressive in this batch of shows. Instead, they’re mostly mediocre and clichéd. Most of the truly excretable ones I was able to avoid entirely by making use of other people’s reviews of them, but a few still slipped through. And there were some that might have some potential but are flawed in the execution. Those could perhaps be called "okay": not painful to watch, but I could easily name better series that one could watch instead, so the only reason to watch these would be if you’ve already seen all those better shows and now you’re bored (like me). One show could be good or suck, it's too early to tell. There’s really only one show here that I can definitely call "good" and sadly, it’s not action or scifi or fantasy or anything cool like that… it’s a friggin’ romantic comedy. When the best thing airing is a romantic comedy, you know it's a weak season.
Of course, you often can’t truly tell a series’ worth from its first episode or even first several, so it’s entirely possible that a series that I’ve dismissed will wind up revealing hidden depths at some point further down the line. But these are the judgments I’ve made based on how things stand at the moment.
I also tried to include plenty of snark where snark was due, so hopefully these reviews will be entertaining even if the shows aren't.
( Tegami Bachi - going postal, post-apocalypse )
( Sasameki Koto - a same-sex romantic comedy )
*I come into work and relieve the guard before me*
Him: "You know what I need?"
Me: "A drink?"
Him: "I need a droid that understands the binary..."
In Unison: "...language of moisture vaporators."
Him: "And I'm not settling for one that just worked on binary load lifters, either."
Me: "As well you shouldn't."
Him: "But what I could really use is a drink." *heads off to the bar*
-Proof that there are nerds working security
"I read that they're in talks with Speilberg to make [the Halo movie], but I'm not sure how that would work. The guy doesn't have a face!"
"Well, in the books he has a name and a face, so they could give him one for the movie, too."
"Wait, there are Halo books and you've actually read them? Man, they should make your kind wear special hats."
"Look who's talking."
-The same guard and me, at another shift change
"All the librarians have to be armed when they're on duty, of course."
-1635: The Dreeson Incident by Eric Flint and Virginia DeMarce
"Okay, robots should not do cocaine. Especially not Tachikomas. They're hyper enough as it is."
-My friend, regarding a comedic scene from Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex
"When it comes to the safety of your family... don't you want to put yout trust in a swordsman who has shoes?"
-the swordsman's manager from Ashes of Time Redux
"He's quite the salesman."
-My friend on the above quote
"Is it just me, or is this movie a bit confusing?"
"A bit.... Wait! Have we ever seen the brother and sister in the same place at the same time?"
"...No! No we haven't!"
"Okay, now it makes sense. ...and has gotten considerably weirder."
-My friend and I on Ashes of Time Redux
Hacker: "I want to hack into his computer."
GM: "Okay. You easily break into his computer. All you find is his porn and his blog."
Me: "Heh. You should put his porn on his blog."
Hacker: "Oh, I am so doing that!"
-actual in-character conversation from last week's Shadowrun game
...but things got busy. If I ever again agree to work overtime and to run a game on the same day, please shoot me. (Err... just not with a rifle, please.) I slept through Monday. Yes, all of Monday.
I put the complete run of Moribito up on my Mediafire account, to help somebody who was looking for it, so I figure I should make it available to everybody. As I've mentioned before, it's an extremely good series, one of the few with an unquestionably-badass and practically dressed female protagonist. It's based on a novel, written by an anthropologist, and the theme of how conquering cultures absorb indigenous cultures and heritage is lost runs throughout, amidst the devious scheming and fast-paced action. I actually think the adaptation is better than the original book, with more plot and character development. The second book is out now, too, and I enjoyed it immensely. I hope it gets adapted as well.
I still have Noir on there as well, although anyone with Netflix who can borrow the DVDs cheaply would probably be better served by doing that: eight years ago video files off the internet didn't look as good as they do now. I've already said how much I think you all would enjoy this series, so I won't reiterate.
Anyway, off to work. Again.
(Are those gray hairs in my beard? I'm strangely unbothered by the thought for a 27-year-old.)
It was back in 2001 or 2002, when it was still new, that I first saw Noir. A friend and I were trying to watch all the best series out there, and when we found this one we tore through episodes as fast as we could download them. Although I now realize that we didn't really grasp more than a small portion of what was going on beneath the surface, at the time we both felt that it was an excellent series. It's remained on my "A+" list ever since, one of a handful of series that I felt were truly fantastic, but for more than six years I never got around to watching it a second time.
In the summer of 2008, someone on my friends list was asking for recommendations of series to watch. Her criteria included things like "strong women," "intrigue," and "maybe some angst." I listed off a handful of personal favorites, including Noir, which I felt fit those descriptors like a glove. I realized then that it had been a long time since I'd seen Noir, and that my memory of it was getting a little vague. So, I got out the CD-ROMs I'd burned the downloaded episodes to back in '02 and spent my next two days off marathoning the series.
The show hit me with the force of a freight train. Emotionally I was drawn in to a degree I hadn't been before. Intellectually, the 26-year-old me noticed levels of meaning that the 19-year-old me had missed, subtleties and nuances, layers and depths. There was a whole lot more going on in this show than I'd thought. I went out and rented the DVDs and watched those, uncovering new meanings in the series with the help of the better translation. Then I rented them again to show to a friend, who agreed it was awesome. Finally, I realized that I was going to wind up wasting money that way and just went ahead and bought the series boxed set, the first time other than the Farscape Starburst Editions that I'd bought an entire series on DVD. I started to show the DVDs to friends, and to loan out the boxed set to them, all of whom agreed it was awesome. I started to cruise the internet for analysis of the series, background information on the production, and yes... even for fanfic.
In short, I turned into an utterly unabashed fanboy.
Now I want to convince you, my internet friends, to watch Noir. I do this because I think you will enjoy it, knowing the ways in which your tastes coincide with my own. I do this because I love to share the stories that I enjoy with the people that I like. I do this because I know many of you have recently lost (hopefully temporarily) a show that you love, and I think this will provide some of the things that you miss from it. And I do this because my real life friends, while generally intelligent people who loved Noir when they watched it, don't do the sort of in-depth analysis that you all do. They don't dig down into the layers of meaning like you all do. They don't read into subtext and nuance like you all do. And I really, really want someone I can talk about this series at length with, about more than just the surface stuff. About the things underneath. It's a selfish desire, I don't deny it. But I think it'll be to your benefit as well.
Some of you have no experience with this medium. Perhaps this would be a good time to give it a try. Others of you have only seen examples of it you didn't like. I urge you not to judge an entire medium based on those poor examples, any more than you would judge all of film by the works of Pauly Shore or all of television by the reality shows on FOX. I guarantee that this series is not like those you've seen before, because it's not like anything I've ever seen before, and I've seen a lot. This would not be a bad gateway series for the medium, despite its complexity. There will not be a lot of confusion over divergent cultural concepts (most of the series takes place in France) and it abstains from many of the more odd or obnoxious tropes of the medium. One could easily have made this series live-action, if one had a hundred million dollar budget for practical effects and location shoots.
If you're reading this, then I know we like some of the same things. I think you'll like this, too. If I'm wrong... well, video rentals are cheap and downloads are free. It's only 26 half-hour episodes, the exactly length it was always intended to be, so it's not a huge cost in time, either. What do you really have to lose?
And now, on to the review....
Overview
( Noir... )Plot
( It is the name of an ancient fate. )
Characters
( Two maidens who govern death. )
Qualities and Flaws
( The peace of the newly born their black hands protect. )
- Mood:
excited
The Narrator’s-Living-Room Inn was doing a brisk business this weekend. First some old friends let me know at the last minute that they’d be visiting Seattle and crashed on my floor from Friday night through Monday morning. Then my friend who comes down from Bellingham for the weekly gaming decided to crash on my couch rather than try to go back on Monday night.
The old friends slept at night while I was working, went out and did the tourist thing in the mornings when I was sleeping, and then we hung out in the evenings. On Sunday, with my work week done, I decided to only catch a half-night's sleep to spend more of the day with them. As always when they come up, we had a few tasty beers at the Elysian Brewery. They insisted on going to the top of the Space Needle, though, and dragging me along Let me tell you a little something about Seattlites: we don’t go up the Space Needle. There’s a reason for that. It’s just not that interesting. You can look out over the whole city, yeah, but we already know what the city looks like. They were inexplicably fascinated by it, however, and stayed until it closed. It was after dark, and Seattle Center and Downtown are not great neighborhoods... I found myself longing for my body armor.
Monday night my friend from Bellingham and I stayed up until dawn (which is turning in early for a night-shift type like me) first watching The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya for about nine episodes and then stopping and working on game-related stuff for a while, because there’s only so much Haruhi one can stand in a single sitting. Not the show, which is funny and smart, but Haruhi herself. She’s such a horrible fricking person! Like, a borderline-sociopathic sexual predator. It’s not as funny as the writers seem to think it is. They really need to tone it down. (They need to tone down the fan service, too, but I know that’s a vain hope.) Even with a little rum (previously established to help with the viewing of the first few episodes), we hit the limit of our tolerances after a while. One of the reasons the first episode of the second season that aired last week was so good was that there was so little Haruhi in it.
Got up early (for me) and then he and I went out into the U-District for a bit. It was fun. We checked out the comic and gaming store to see if they had some RPG stuff he was looking for. They didn't, but on the shelf I spotted Farscape comics! New Farscape comics! Why didn't anybody tell me they were doing more? I grabbed the two issues there and told the guy who runs the place to put the rest on my subscription list. I'm always interested in more Farscape.
Even better, my replacement Noir boxed set arrived. Discs themselves are exactly the same as the previous set, so I have all the extras, and I like the box art even more than the other one. Black suits this series, for obvious reasons, and the whole thing is more badass.
Anyway, the net result is that I didn’t really get a proper night’s day’s sleep all weekend. Decided to sleep late today yesterday rather than get up early enough to get my comics before the store closed. Will have to get them tomorrow today.
Also, it seems Television Without Pity has finally decided to close the TSCC forums. They shall be missed. Goodbye, Meet Market thread! You were the source of much fun and wasted free time over the last two years! (Did we ever decide on a fallback point, or are we just going to do our nerding on LJ full-time now?)
- Mood:
tired - Music:I can hear construction outside....
....watching goofy anime like Busou Renkin is way more fun when you're drunk and have a snarky friend to bounce wisecracks off.
That was some much-needed unwinding.
- Mood:tipsy
So that's why the buses were rerouting around University Way last night. I figured as much. My neighborhood is having a shooting about once a month these days. It's only the friends who don't live here who wonder why I own my own vest.
I think some friends of the victim were on the same bus as me last night... I overheard them making phone calls to other friends of the victim about it. I think the guy who got shot might have been an Ave Rat... will have to ask my contact about that next time I see him for beers and anime.
I had the theme song for Kekkaishi stuck in my head for three days straight. It was really, really annoying. :-P Finally found something that would kill it... turns out the cure for J-Pop is Evanescence. Thank goodness for my collection of Noir AMVs.
Gaming tomorrow. Shadowrun. Much paranoid fun and zany schemes to be had. Worth not getting much sleep for. :-)
- Mood:terse
- Music:Evanescense - "Taking Over Me" ...but only playing in my head
My work is right down the street from where SakuraCon was held this weekend. This led to a few strange sights, as wild bands of cosplayers roamed the streets of Seattle. The first was the most noteworthy, however....
It's about 5:50am on Friday, and I'm nearing the end of my shift, standing at the front desk. (Well, more like pacing behind the desk like a caged animal... I'm not good at standing in place.) It's still dark out, although it's never really dark in a city. At the corner, I see a figure cross the street heading my way. The silhouette's all wrong. Bulky shape of the upper body and arms looks like some sort of padding worn over the clothes: unconcealed body armor? The two-foot-long object in his hand has a shape on the end like the muzzle and front sight of an M-4 carbine. A police officer with a tactical load-out? That's not a normal sight downtown, even when they're expecting big crowds. You only saw cops bringing out the automatic weapons when there was some sort of incident in progress and they were waiting for SWAT. Something's going down, and way too close. This is bad.
Then he gets to this side of the street, and I see that the tip of the rifle is orange. It's a fake. And now that I can see the whole thing, the overall shape doesn't match any weapon I know, and I know most of the common ones. The "armor" on his arms and legs is just black motorcycle racing pads, commonly used to portray futuristic body armor in low-budget scifi. His vest is just a utility vest, Stargate SG-1 style. (No real ballistic vest would zip up in the front, for obvious reasons.) His fatigues say "Umbrella" over the pocket. It's a Resident Evil cosplayer.
"Way to give a guy a heart attack, bro," I say as I step out front.
We chat briefly about where he can find the best deal on parking (it's his SUV that's been parked out front all night). He's impressed when I identify his costume, but it's not that hard. I've never even played Resident Evil, but the Umbrella logo is kind of a dead giveaway. I suggest a duffel bag for his prop, because people can see it's a gun from a lot further away than they can see that it's a fake. (It's tucked in the SUV by then, thankfully.) He comes back again a few minutes later with a friend for more parking questions. They're both really impressed when I peg the friend's costume as from Gilgamesh. It's an interesting coincidence, since me and a friend are 23/26ths of the way through watching that series at the moment. (Don't feel the need to add it to any must-see lists. It's decent, but at best I'm probably going to grade it a B. And it's getting an instant demotion to C- if the ending doesn't answer some of the myriad unanswered questions. The whole series is a big plate of vague with a side order of vague and some vague on top. It's a lot more fun if you get tipsy and make tasteless remarks while watching, because it's ripe for it.) He hasn't got the hair, though. Gilgamesh characters have the emo-est emo hair in the history of emo hair. John Connor's season 1 emo hair has nothing on these guys.
From there, the weekend largely passes without incident. I am royally frustrated with the property management at work. I did a report last week that so thoroughly explained step-by-step the cause of a problem the building's been having that I almost felt like I was talking down to them. Last night I find that rather than change the wrong part to match the correct part, they changed the correct part to match the wrong part. Well, at least they match now. That's... sort of progress, right?
The season finale of The Sarah Connor Chronicles (it better not be the series finale!) and episode of Dollhouse that aired Friday night were both very surprising. Dollhouse very suddenly jumped ahead in two plot arcs that I thought were long-term. TSCC was... kind of bullshit, to be honest. That's no way to leave off.
Very tired. Only slept about an hour and a half. Stayed up way too late after work watching anime. It wasn't even that good. I mean, it wasn't bad, it just wasn't "go all
Taxes tomorrow. Considering how little I make, you'd think it would go quicker. Do you think it's worth the trouble to try and claim body armor as a business expense?
- Location:My apartment
- Mood:
tired - Music:My "Dubstep" station on Pandora
So, I've been neglecting this thing for more than half a year now. Sorry to just up and almost entirely drop off the internet like that. (Again.) Had a lot of stuff going on and kept getting busy and distracted and stressed and wound up putting off dealing with this for a lot longer than I'd realized. It's been sort of a strange time for me: working a lot of overtime, getting stuck with a new schedule where I work swing and graveyard shifts, sleep deprivation from working split shifts, watching Noir again for the first time in six years and getting totally hooked on it, watching Noir again with better subtitles, making my friend watch Noir, buying Noir on DVD, working the double shift from hell during a snowstorm, getting a transfer to just graveyard shifts so I have consistency but live a nocturnal life, having my friend crash on my couch for three months until he could find his own place, working the holidays, more overtime, going on only four hour's sleep every Sunday so I can game with my friends before work, watching a whole ton of movies and anime with my friend who was crashing on my couch, forcing more of my friends to watch my Noir DVDs (yeah, I'm a little obsessed), a bunch more stuff going wrong at work, and still more sleep deprivation. (Gah... not much sleep the last few
Fun times. (Well, the anime and gaming was fun, at least.)
Anyway, I'm going to try and pay more attention to this thing from now on, because I hate ducking out on friends and people I enjoy having discussions with like that. I've been meaning for months now to write down some thoughts on some stuff I've watched or rewatched lately (including Noir, no surprise there).
Managed to finish a short writing project that I'm thinking I might toss up here once its been through some editing (which it's almost certainly going to need, since I wrote it entirely in the slow times during graveyard shifts).
Not much to say on the world of comics, except that it seems that every single book from DC I read has either been cancelled or stopped interesting me to the point that I dropped it, so I guess I'm done with that company after six years of putting up with near-constant irritation with their bad storytelling and misogyny for the sake of their tiny handful of good writers and characters. I've been ignoring all their big crossover events, so I've no idea what nonsense they're up to right now anyway. But on the upside, ignoring the Big Two gave me time to finally read Usagi Yojimbo all the way through, and it's frickin' fantastic.
I doubt I have anything to say on the terrible casting for the Avatar movie that has not already been said.
Anyway, I've been out of the loop for a while... what'd I miss?
- Mood:
exhausted - Music:it's quiet.... too quiet
In other news, GitS: SAC is as awesome as I remember. More so, because while I'll frequently gripe about changes in the translation between the official DVD subtitles and the fansubs, the fansubs didn't include the humorous two-minute-long Tachikoma minisodes from the end of each episode. Although this cuts even more into my free time, since it gave me the urge to go searching YouTube for music vids. I must have watched this one more than a dozen times in the last few days. (Damn, did it again.)
Recommended some comics to someone on the internet who hasn't read any, but while she's quite taken with Y: The Last Man it doesn't seem like Batgirl's going to be a hit. The DCU is not friendly to first-time readers.
Not a bad couple of days, all in all.
EDIT: Four and a half hours later, and I'm finally caught up. Sheesh.
- Mood:
rejuvenated
I've clearly been out of anime fandom for far too long, because a lot of great series have passed by without me knowing of them. I still wouldn't know about Seirei no Moribito ("Guardian of the Sacred Spirit") if I hadn't heard about it on the TWoP forums when Cartoon Network bought the rights to air it.
Seirei no Moribito takes place in a fantasy world that resembles feudal Japan the way most western fantasy settings resemble medieval Europe. Our protagonist is a woman named Balsa, a bodyguard for hire who fights with a spear. One day she saves a kid who fell off a bridge into the river, and finds that she's bought herself a world of trouble. The kid is a prince and his own father, the Emperor, has ordered his death because the kid is possessed by a spirit. All of which means that Balsa has to take the kid on the run with a squad on royal assassins on their heels, sneaking, planning and fighting her way out of certain death.
Seirei no Moribito is a really good series. Getting the shallow out of the way first, the animation in this series is great. It's by the same production company as Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex, and has the same high visual quality. The action is good, albeit there isn't as much of it as one might expect. The fights are so fast and furious that even I had to work to keep up, and the choreography is solid. There aren't a lot of spear-wielding protagonists out there (swords get all the love), so Balsa's fantastic skills are a chance to see a fighting style not often seen on the screen.
Seirei no Moribito has a great plot as well, full of twists and mysteries for the characters to solve. I can't say too much without giving it all away, but the thing in the kid isn't what anybody thought it was, people's motives aren't what you'd think and the whole thing is much bigger than anyone expected. The characters are interesting and have complicated pasts. You wouldn't think that members of a team of assassins hunting down an eleven-year-old could be sympathetic characters, but they are. None of them want to have to kill the prince, but they're bound by duty and honor. It's entertaining to see how the assassins' respect for Balsa grows each time she thwarts them, and there's nothing "grudging" about it. They're impressed by her deviousness at planning ways to escape them, her skill and strength in beating them up and her dedication to saving someone she doesn't even know, even if it costs her her life. Balsa, meanwhile, is tough and pragmatic but also human and emotional, mixing harshness and caring as needed and unleashing a storm of righteous fury on anyone who threatens her charge. The prince grows as he learns to survive in a world completely different from that of the palace. And the expansive supporting cast ranges from the creepy to the funny.
With beautiful visuals, good action, and a good story, this is a series that anime fans shouldn't miss.
- Mood:
restless
