Saturday, January 7, 2012

Cafe Latte Rhapsody - A No Flying No Tights Review

SOURCE: Cafe Latte Rhapsody




Confession Time: I was about halfway through Café Latte Rhapsody before I realized I was holding a yaoi manga. Shocking, I know! I’m usually much swifter on the uptake. Whether it is because I was reading this book during a week when I was distracted by a half-dozen other things or whether it was because the stylized art makes most of the male characters look overly feminine to the point where I thought protagonist Hajime was a woman, I can’t say. What I can say is that it is a credit to creator Toko Kawai that her characters are relatable, wholly-realized people regardless of their gender and that the fears driving our protagonists are something most readers will be able to sympathize with.

One quick educational note: yaoi, for those of you unfamiliar with the term, is a sub-genre of Manga that literally translates as “love between two boys”. A more specific definition would note that love, in this case, is romantic and that any sexual acts that are occure are purely suggestive. It might also note that yaoi specifically focuses upon the love between young men as envisioned by women.

Reportedly, this kind of romance novel – whether it is in plain text or graphic novel form – has been increasing in popularity with romance fans in recent years. Psychologists and sociologists are having a field day trying to explain why straight women seem to enjoy reading about what other straight women think gay relationships are like. But I’ll leave such speculations to the professionals and limit my own commentary to the plot and characters before us.

Hajime is a book-store employee who has an unfortunate habit of falling for the aggressive bad-boy types who will steal your heart before stealing your money. Then one magical day, Hajime notices a quiet young man with an intense stare, whose head hovers above the stacks of the book shop. Curiosity turns to attraction, as Hajime watches the young man reshelve the books that other patrons take out of their proper place. Eventually, he discovers the young man is named Keito and despite his model-good looks, he is painfully shy and can barely speak to strangers without breaking out in a cold sweat. The two will bond and become lovers, as Keito struggles to overcome his shyness and Hajime fights his own insecurity and his worries that such a successful storybook romance won’t last.

As is typical for the genre, most of Kawai’s men are very feminine and nearly androgynous – even by the usual manga standards. Still, the artwork is good, if not particularly outstanding. What truly sets this book apart from other manga romances is the relatable characters. While Keito seems to be a standard gentle-giant stock character at first, his hyper-sensitivity allows him to break the mold and become something unique. And – perhaps not surprisingly given my own job working with books – I found it easy to relate to the bookish Hajime, having a similarly cynical outlook on my own romantic life.

Speaking of romance, I should note that there is one sex scene in the middle of the book. Nothing is shown in any graphic detail and the scene is more romantic than sexual, for the most part. Indeed, the start of the scene actually reminded me of a similar scene in the first volume of Scott Pilgrim, though it does have enough moaning and suggestion to warrant the publisher’s 16 rating.

Cafe Latte Rhapsody
by Toko Kawai
ISBN: 9781569701843
June Manga, 2010
Publisher Age Rating: 16

Friday, January 6, 2012

Follow-Up To "How Liberalism Started The Comic Book Industry"

It seems the gentleman who wrote the column I spoke about in yesterday's critique is/was a published comic book writer. This is the cover to one of his books.





Nice... conservative costumes there. What with the thong and the up-skirt shot and a wee bit of nippleage on the woman with the impossible spine? Seriously! The lines for her butt and her right thigh don't line up!

Skyrim: A Journal of War - Chapter Fifteen: Tripping The Riften

From The Saga Of Matthias The Bather; Written by Sven

And in that time Matthias did return to Whiterun to rejoin his housecarl Lydia, before journeying on to Riften - home of Skyrim's Thieves Guild...


Lydia:
So to recap, while you've been away, you have journeyed to High Hrothgar and climbed the Throat Of The World.
Me: Yes.
Lydia: You trained with The Greybeards.
Me: Briefly.
Lydia: And been charged with retrieving their sacred horn before they will complete your training.
Me: That's it in a nutshell, yes.
Lydia: I do have one question.
Me: Yes?
Lydia: Given that you have been charged with this holy quest and that the fate of the world may rest on you mastering the powers of the Dragonborn... why are we walking halfway across the continent to get to Riften so you can go seek out the Thieves Guild?
Me: Hey, if you like carrying 300 pounds of stolen ironwork, be my guest!
Lydia: Shutting up now, milord.





Riften Guard: Welcome to Riften, home of the Thieves Guild. Or so they'd have you believe. It's all lies. They're just thugs... vermin, creeping around the Ratway.
Me: My, that's the nicest greeting I've gotten coming to a city in Skyrim. Now, if we could just go in and see your vermin-infested town?
Riften Guard: Before I let you into Riften, you need to pay the visitor's tax.
Me: Bullshit. Now, let me in.
Riften Guard: Okay. Okay. Keep your voice down and I'll let you in.
Lydia: How did you know there wasn't really a toll?
Me: I heard this town was corrupt. Ergo, any guard being extra polite and talking smack about the Thieves Guild publicly while asking for money for basic services is probably crooked. Looks like we've got a few more of them inside the gate here.





Mjoll The Lioness: Hold there! Have you come to join me in my noble quest?
Me: Uh... which quest would this be then?
Mjoll The Lioness: The quest to destroy the Thieves Guild! As if any organization that preyed on the weak deserved the name "guild"!
Me: Uh-
Mjoll The Lioness: That rotten Black-Briar family! They're the real power in this city. Them and their gang of rogues.
Me: Um-
Mjoll The Lioness: I mean, The Dark Brotherhood may be assassins! But even they have rules!
Me: Excuse me-
Mjoll The Lioness: WHAT?!
Me: I was actually coming into town to sell some wares. I don't really care about your politics.
Mjoll The Lioness: Bah! Too few do. Between the corrupt guards, the worthless Jarl and all the thieves crawling in the sewers, it seems like Aerin and I are the only ones working to protect the people of this town.
Me: And Aerin is?
Aerin: (quietly) Hi.
Mjoll The Lioness: My steady companion. Why, if it hadn't for been him finding me outside those Dwarven ruins, I'd be dead for sure. I was lucky to make it out alive, though I still miss my sword that I left behind there.
Me: Uh-huh.
Mjoll The Lioness: Why, I'd do anything to hold that sword again.
Me: Anything?
Mjoll The Lioness: Except whatever it was you were just thinking.
Me: Dammit!






Maul: I don't know you. You in Riften lookin' for trouble?
Me: Just passing through.
Maul: Then pass quickly. There's nothing to see here. And the Black-Briars pay me to keep things from becoming messy.
Me: Messy, eh? You know, I've been known to dirty my hands...
Maul: Really? Go look for Brynjolf in the marketplace. He'll tell you where you can... clean-up.
Lydia: I've got a bad feeling about this.





Brynjolf: You. You haven't made an honest coin in your life, have you?
Me: ... WHO TOLD YOU? WHO SENT YOU? YOU CAN'T PROVE-
Brynjolf: Shh-- easy, easy. Nobody told me. I've just gotten very good at spotting people in our line of work.
Me: Ah. Well, I'm looking for work.
Brynjolf: And I'm looking for an extra pair of hands. I'm going to cause a distraction and you're going to steal Madesi's silver ring from a strongbox under his stand. Then you're going to plant it on that man sitting over there.
Me: Okay.
Brynjolf: Now, we're doing this - okay? You don't want to know why we're doing this?
Me: If it will get me to a place where I can sell off all the junk in my companion's backpack, I'll steal The Elder Scrolls themselves!
Brynjolf: One step at a time, my friend.

Skyrim: A Journal of War - Chapter Fourteen: When Is A Theft Not A Theft?

From The Saga Of Matthias The Bather; Written by Sven

Having sought out The Greybeards and begun his training, Matthias and Uthgerd did return to Riverwood to unburden themselves of the treasures they had found while adventuring...




Uthgerd: I still don't understand why we came all the way out here to sell all this. Whiterun has many shops and is closer.
Me:
True, but they didn't have owners who would let me loot their store blind and then sell them all their own wares.
Uthgerd:
Ha! You jest.
Me:
Not at all. Watch.

TWO MINUTES OF HIGH IMPACT LOOTING LATER





Uthgerd: ... words fail me.
Me:
I know, right?!
Uthgerd: What witchcraft is this?
Me:
No witchcraft. Just something odd I've noticed - after I help people, they become entirely indifferent toward me taking everything they own. Like they view me as a trusted friend instead of a wanderer who comes through trying to sell them bloody armor every few weeks.
Uthgerd:
And you can just take everything they own?
Me:
Wellll... not everything. I've got this kind of sixth sense about what they won't mind me taking. It's hard to explain.
Uthgerd:
Indeed? So, if I were to pick up this iron helm which you avoided touching earlier...
Me:
No! Don't -
Lucan Valerius: Help! Guards! Thief!





Whiterun Guard: Halt! In the name of the Jarl!
Me: Augh! I'msorryI'msorryI'msorry! I beg Talos forgiveness of my many sins! Especially the really fun ones I never got caught for!
Whiterun Guard: Begging will not save you, thief! Now, how do you plead?
Me: On my knees, usually. PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE don't send me to prison! I'm pretty sure the shouts won't protect me from buggery.
Whiterun Guard: The shouts.... wait, you are the Dragonborn, Matthias The Bather?
Me: ... yes?
Whiterun Guard: Oh. Forgive me, my Thane. I didn't realize it was you.
Uthgerd:
But didn't he just...
Me:
Ixnay...
Whiterun Guard: We'll look the other way this time. But even the Jarl's influence has limits. Be more careful.


Uthgerd: ... I still can't believe it.
Me:
Welcome to my world.
Uthgerd: This... this day has given me much to think about. I think I need to go lie down for a while and reconsider my place in this world of yours.
Me: What?! But you can't go! Who will stand beside me on the road to adventure? Who will distract the big guys with swords while I hide in the shadows waiting for an opportune shot? Who will carry all my heavy stolen loot that I still haven't found a place to sell?! If only I had some obedient bimbo sworn to carry my burdens...





Me: ... right!

Thursday, January 5, 2012

How Liberalism Started The Comic Book Industry: A Rebuttal.

SOURCE: How Liberalism May Be Hurting Comic Book Sales

I was sent this article, written by a gentleman who believes that the reason the comic book industry is in such dire financial straits is because the writings of liberal writers are driving off conservative readers. Specifically, he cites the following stories.

1. Brightest Day #5, where Aquaman spoke about the dangers of deep-water drilling while combating an oil-spill.

2. Brightest Day #7, where Hawk smashes a jukebox because it is playing a Dixie Chicks song.

3. An issue of Birds of Prey, where Black Canary makes a comment on how unsafe SUVs are.

4. An issue of Alpha Flight, where a superheroine/cop dismisses complaints about her oppressing voters by ticketing him for parking in front of a fire hydrant while voting, saying “Please, sir. We’re Canadian.”

5. The Paradise Lost episode of Justice League, where Superman made disparaging remarks about Capitalism after Wonder Woman compared a shopping mall interior to an Amazon temple. (“Yes, for those who worship their credit cards.”)


To this, I would like to say the following:

1. It is silly to criticize Aquaman for being outspokenly against things that risk polluting the oceans for much the same reason it would be silly to criticize Batman for being outspokenly in favor of mandatory gun registration.

2. I've read the issue in question and Hank says nothing about precisely why the sound of Dixie Chicks music made him break a jukebox. Maybe he was offended because the Dixie Chicks are a group of outspoken liberal women, as Mr. Wagner suggests? Or maybe Hank is a man of taste who doesn't like modern music? Lord knows I've felt like destroying the radio every time I've heard Nickleback. In any case, there is a precedent in many other comics for Hawk losing control of his temper in high-stress situations, independent of his political beliefs. And seeing the woman that he's somewhat conflicted over (Hank and Dawn's relationship is complicated, to put it mildly) growing closer to Deadman while leaving him on his own probably qualifies as a high-stress situation.

3. While I don't know the safety statistics about SUVs compared to other vehicle types off-hand, I would dare say we can take Black Canary at her word. Nobody knows safety like a woman who routinely rides a motorcycle at highway speeds without a helmet or properly padded clothing.

4. I'm not an expert on either Canadian traffic regulations, but I do not believe the rule of law allows for exceptions. Not even in Canada. While one might be forgiven for speeding when taking a pregnant woman or a severely injured person to the hospital, voting is not an emergency situation. Impeding the ability of firemen to do their job, on the other hand, very well could be.

5. There is a world of difference between Capitalism and Consumerism and Superman is clearly decrying the later in this instance. Shopping malls, for the most part, are devoted toward the sale of non-essential goods. And while capitalism does cover the sale of all goods, I'm fairly sure that Pa Kent would have taught his son early on about the difference between the things we want and the things we need. In fact, I dare say that Superman's message here could be interpreted as a conservative one - decrying people buying things they can't afford and don't really need on credit.


All that being said, I still can't get behind the idea that a liberal bias is the sole cause of plummeting comic book sales. While I know a lot of people - myself included - who quit reading Spider-Man after The Powers That Be decided to destroy Peter Parker's marriage to Mary Jane Watson, I believe that decision had less to do with Marvel spitting upon the sanctity of marriage and more to do with the reasons behind breaking up the marriage being phenomenally stupid. But I digress. My point is that I can't believe a sudden outspoken liberal bias is responsible for driving away conservative readers... because the American comic book industry has always been dominated by outspoken liberals.

Mr. Wagner himself noted Superman's original roots as a socialist champion of the working class - roots he recently returned to in Grant Morrison's Action Comics. But it goes much deeper than that. Most of the founding fathers of American comics fought were fairly progressive fellows.

* Granting that he originally drew the character in an offensive Sambo-style, Will Eisner did create the sidekick character of Ebony White for The Spirit in order to depict a heroic African-American. Eisner also drew Sheena: Queen of the Jungle - the first comic book to headline a female superhero.

* Joe Simon and Jack Kirby depicted Captain America fighting Nazis well-before the USA got involved in World War II. In fact, the duo had to be given police protection due to repeated death-threats by Nazi sympathizers.

* William Moulton Marston was a prominent feminist philosopher, who was brought into the comic book industry after he wrote a column about the great educational potential of comic books while criticizing how male heroes dominated the superhero genre. Publisher Max Gaines took the column to heart and hired Marston to create a character. Wonder Woman was the result.

* Stan Lee depicted student-protesters in a positive-light during his run on Amazing Spider-Man. And we can't forget that The Man was almost singlehandedly responsible for destroying The Comics Code Authority by - ironically enough - publishing an anti-drug comic.

And that's just the ones I know off the top of my head. I'm sure many of you can think of other examples of how liberal the founding fathers of American Comic books were. Feel free to give some examples in the comments below.