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  • hardie karges 7:49 pm on April 16, 2015 Permalink | Reply
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    Gays on TV, Gays in Nashville 

    Kudos to TV’s ‘Nashville’ for having two men kiss on-screen, in a fairly realistic situation, in a fairly realistic way. That takes cojones in a show based around country music, an industry that loves to take cheap shots on liberal sacred cows. I was pretty skeptical, too, after their biracial relationship consisted of a ‘black’ lady with mostly cream, not much coffee, in her DD cups. Now the homosexual relationship is not exactly a romp through the bath houses, or a parade through the Castro district of San Francisco, but it is full of subtlety and nuance. No, I’m not gay; I’m just a fairly reliable member of a dying club–liberalism (cue God’s wrath in a thunderbolt from above)…

  • hardie karges 9:27 am on August 16, 2008 Permalink | Reply
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    Thai TV is terrible, comparable to Bollywood movies, 

    full of bad acting and totally lacking in motivation and imagination. Thai commercials are great, something about ‘short-attention-span theater’ I guess. Thai TV is like Chinatown, logos hanging from every possible angle in every possible scene. When the interviewer wants to do somebody outside, they drag the signs along and prop them up against a tree or something. It’s all quite annoying, but entertaining in the kitschy sense. The TV commercials themselves are quite good, however, better than the shows. Thais specialize in the quick thrill, the brief sensation, the sound bite, the short-term encounter. TV shows consist of insipid variety or too-soapy operas filled with over-acting and generally limp plots. Typically somebody does something bad, so something bad happens to him. This is the predominant theme in most Thai literature and is, in fact, the prime message of Thai Buddhism, the Law of Karma, for beginners, typically illustrated by cartoon to streamline the message. It’s important to note that the law of Karma is not a law of physics. Something bad will not happen in direct immediate reaction to a bad initial action, but will happen nevertheless, however long and deviant the path. This allows for the universality necessary in religion. I figure bad actions are their own punishment, but that may apply only to me. The memories carry weapons, remember. Of course, I also figure that nothingness is its own punishment. Tang figures that it’s its own reward.

    • lavandula 11:39 pm on November 11, 2012 Permalink | Reply

      haaaa….. this is my favorite area…. i guess your words are right regarding Thai TV etc… but compared to Bollywood? i have to object the statement. Bollywood acting are full of ‘I am Diva’ or ‘I am Superstar’ even they are acting in sad lines. Over-acting (mostly) and empty… Bollywood storyline such as, A to B to C to A again then back to C then back to B again and at the end, nowhere. I guess Tamil movie is far more better than Bollywood.

      Thai are more to love-lakorn and horror movies… and i have no complain to their movies… refer to Malaysia movies… haiyo…. from the year 70’s until currently, the ‘mouth-language’ are still not tally with the VO recording….

      The Thai commercials are superb….!

      Anyway I do complain with Thai pop/ballad modern music…. Look-Thoong are still far more better than the moderns…. curious…

      • hardie karges 9:50 am on November 12, 2012 Permalink | Reply

        Actually I’m a big fan of the films of Apichatpong “Joe” Weerasethakul (Thai: อภิชาติพงศ์ วีระเศรษฐกุล). I like “maw lam” ໝໍລຳ/หมอลำ music, too…

  • hardie karges 7:51 am on May 13, 2008 Permalink | Reply
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    Before there were the Ayatollah and Osama, there were Jerry Falwell, Pat Robertson, and Oral Roberts, live in Technicolor, threatening to send us all to Hell if we didn’t get religion. There’s not that much difference between fundamentalist Christianity and fundamentalist Islam. Despite the bad rap as the Great Satan, the US is really rather socially conservative, especially compared to modern Europe, out forever from under the yoke of the Pope, and anxious to show it. Amsterdam is not even the half of it, just being honest about what everybody else is already doing. Northern Europe never got rid of the old-fashioned brothels, so there’s nothing to bother with legalizing now. At the North Brussels train station, you can see the girls before you even get off the train, standing in the windows like underwear models, but instead of selling the underwear, they’re selling what’s under there. Ironically, this is on the edge of what’s probably the largest Muslim neighborhood north of Tangier. Turks, Pakistanis, Persians, Arabs, they’re all there doing what they’ve always done, selling carpets, selling cloth, selling hookahs, kebabs, and all things Islamic. The girls in the windows are all white. All we need is the Janissary Corps and you’d have a movie set for 19th century Istanbul. Oh, wait, here comes a policeman now. The girls don’t care. They scratch their butts and suck the life out of their cigarettes as if to advertise the prowess of their jawbones. When they finally exhale, the smoke forms little jinns and genies hovering overhead, apparently waiting to see if the girl will twitch her nose and maybe we’ll get another new Darren to make my childhood even more traumatic than it already was. At least James Bond morphed after an absence of a few years, so that a new generation maybe didn’t even know the difference, but Darren just became a different face with a different personality like some nagual shape shifting in front of our eyes. Oh! Now I get it; he was the male counterpoint to Jeannie’s genius, a genie in his own right!

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