Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts

Thursday, April 5, 2018

Afrofuturism and Afrofantasy: the best genre you've never heard of



Black Panther has been a hot topic ever since it came out February, breaking box office records and inviting endless discussions and debates about the tone and texture of this otherwise conventional superhero flick.  But this sudden spur of interest has also drummed up musings on it particular genre - one relatively little known to many Westerners: Afrofuturism.  Very loosely defined, Afrofuturism - and its cousin, Afrofantasy - is an umbrella term encompassing speculative fiction, futuristic music and/or pop culture either made by people of African descent, featuring main characters of African descent, or using Africa as a setting.  But it’s much more than that; it twists expectations about who is or is not part of the speculative fiction bubble.  Afrofantasy and Afrofuturism - whether high or low, dystopian or utopian - promises an expanded role for people of African descent in arenas traditionally viewed as beyond their reach: the ballooning technological democracy of the Space Age, or the narrative freedom and adventure of ideas endemic to the fantasy paradigm.  But it also issues a challenge to the dominant worldview, usually by tempering the often out-of-bounds optimism of science fiction with real-world racism and perspectives from a people who have all-too-often felt the boot of history’s zealous, future-oriented “winners.”

It is a fascinating and diverse genre that spans the full multimedia range, but despite being filled to the brim with talented authors and artists, it is sadly ignored or underestimated by many mainstream fantasy and science fiction fans.  The reasons are manifold: general unfamiliarity with and condescending dismissal of Africa and the African diaspora on the part of the Global North is a prime culprit, but other factors, like access and exposure, play keys roles as well.  It’s no surprise that the Afrofuturist/fantasy creators most familiar to the mainstream reside in the United States. 

So if you’re hankering to immerse yourself in the same vibe delivered by Coogler and co. this past February, check out the authors, performers, and other luminaries down below.  They’re just the tip of a very deep iceberg, but their works shine a light into this fascinating and ever-changing field.

Authors

Nnedi Okorafor: This Nigerian-American writer is well known for her evocative sociocultural imagery of West Africa, as well as her thoughtful explorations of gender, class, and the social Other in fantastic or post-apocalyptic settings.  Her most notable works include Akata Witch, the first in a fantasy series starring an albino Nigerian-American who discovers her knack for magic on a trip to her parents’ homeland; and Who Fears Death, a grim, post-apocalyptic tale of a child of rape who discovers it’s her magical destiny to end the genocide of her people.

Octavia Butler: The late, great grandmother of the genre, she was one of the first
African-Americans to achieve success in the traditionally exclusive arenas of science fiction and fantasy.  She was a diverse and imaginative writer, refusing to be bound to a particular convention, and her plots sampled everything from astronomy and cybernetics, to time travel and biology, though always with the core theme of the misuse of humanity’s gifts to repeat cycles of domination and abuse - both at home, and across the galaxy.  Kindred is her most famous and bestselling work, starring a reluctant time traveler from the 1970s who’s repeatedly whisked away to the antebellum South in order to ensure that her slave-owning ancestor lives to father her family line.  Aficionados should also check out her Xenogenesis  and Patternists series, though the woman’s entire body of work is a treasury of Afrofuturism and Afrofantasy.

Samuel R. Delany: Another pioneering author of the Afrofuturism genre, Delany entered science fiction as a black homosexual, already far out of the norm for the field’s usual craftsmen, and never hid his aspirations for literary gravitas in a genre often mired by shallow technophilia and plots hung together by the barest of scaffolding.  His stories are complex, existential, yet often quirky, using the freedom of sci-fi to explore the bending boundaries of sexuality, race and class.  Dhalgren is widely considered his masterpiece, a 1975 mammoth of a book featuring a nameless protagonist known only as “the Kid” in his trek through the post-apocalyptic ruins of a fictional central US city in search of “signs.”  This is science fiction in the bare minimalist sense, more likely to appeal to fans of Cormac McCarthy's The Road than to the hardcore sci-fi enthusiast, though his bizarre early space opera, Nova, and seminal military sci-fi series Fall of the Towers are on more familiar, if no less deconstructivist, grounds.  Through it all, though, he remains arguably Afrofuturism’s most brilliant theorist.

Nancy Farmer: This Arizona native spent much of her early years in Africa, where most of her earliest works take place, and though she’s drifted from the continent in her later stories, she is recognized for pioneering the placement of Africa as a speculative fiction setting for young adult fiction.  Her most famous work of Afrofuturism is The Ear, the Eye, and the Arm, the story of three children in 2194 Zimbabwe who are kidnapped and put to work in a “plastic mine,” while three mutant detectives - the titular characters - search for them on order of the kids’ powerful father, in the process revealing a land both absurd and painfully familiar.

Leslie Esdaile Banks - AKA L.A.Banks:  Though cancer had tragically cut her life short, Banks left the world a sprawling corpus across a diversity of genres.  But she is best remembered for her intricately-plotted webs of urban fantasy and paranormal romance starring young African-American female protagonists.  Her Vampire Huntress Legends Series is perhaps her most popular, with Damali Richards as the eponymous huntress: a no-nonsense spoken word artist who leads a guerrilla team of deadly musical vampire slayers (no, really) in a never-ending battle of good against evil.  Described, perhaps superficially, as “Blade meets Buffy,” Banks infuses the series with free-flowing metaphors linking her underworld nosferatu with the clandestine dealings of drug lords and kingpins, and stresses the power of love in all its myriad forms to light even the darkest recesses of the world.  These themes carry over in her other works, like the Crimson Moon Series centered on a secret government consortium of Special Ops werewolves, as well as the number of young adult graphic novels based on her stories.

Musicians   

Herman “Sonny” Blount - AKA Sun Ra: The self-declared member of an angelic race from Saturn, he was a visionary composer and jazz band leader who pioneered the melding of free group improvisation and electric instruments that greatly influenced the jazz styles of the 1960s.  Incredibly inventive and wildly eccentric, he styled himself a philosopher/mystic, preferred his musicians to live communally, and often gave live performances in a mixed-media fog of outlandish costumes, sounds, and poetry that left his audiences both energized and bewildered.  His music often themed around the Space Age and cosmic sounds, and set much of the tone for the futuristic vibe that has become such a staple of Afrofuturism.  Futuristic Sounds of Sun Ra is perhaps his most accessible work, while Atlantis is the perfect example of the free “space” jazz that ties him so firmly to the Afrofuturism category.  The Space Age is Here is a compilation that samples a number of his songs through the years, so it’s a nice way to wet your feet with this admittedly difficult avant-garde artist, if you can find it.

George Clinton: The father of funk, this barber from North Carolina blended soul and psychedelic rock into a bright, colorful package, producing dazzling performances and espousing revolutionary politics.  Through his two bands, Parliament and Funkadelic, Clinton created a “musical cosmology,” and much like Sun Ra, rooted his sound and his eccentricities in a place beyond the divisions and hierarchies of Earth.  The fluid, bass-heavy melodies of P-funk and their otherworldly rhythms were elevated by Clinton’s often space-based performances and costumes.  Mothership Connection, released in 1976, was a fictional concept album with a heavy space theme, and features such classics as "Mothership Connection (Star Child)" and "Give Up the Funk (Tear the Roof Off the Sucker)."

Other Media and Resources

  • Pumzi, a twenty-one-minute short by Kenyan native Wanuri Kahiu, set in a technologically advanced underground city in East Africa.
  • Experimental filmmaker and multimedia artist Cauleen Smith, who blends her sci-fi sensibilities with French structuralism to make challenging and often confrontational works.
  • Many figures in the creation of Afrofuturistic comic books and graphic anthologies, like John Jennings and Turtel Onli.
  • Sun Ra: A Joyful Noise, a documentary from 1980 about the musician himself and his thoughts on life, death, and music, punctuated by performances from the “Arkestra.”

Sources:
    "Samuel R. Delany." Authors and Artists for Young Adults, vol. 24, Gale, 1998. Biography In Context, http://link.galegroup.com/apps/doc/K1603000116/BIC?u=dkpl&sid=BIC&xid=07078480. Accessed 29 Mar. 2018.

    "Sun Ra." Contemporary Black Biography, vol. 60, Gale, 2007. Biography In Context, http://link.galegroup.com/apps/doc/K1606003655/BIC?u=dkpl&sid=BIC&xid=898d3cb6. Accessed 30 Mar. 2018.

    White, Jerry. "The Many Layers of Cauleen Smith." Black Film Review, vol. 8, no. 2, June 1994, p. 6. EBSCOhost, proxygsu-dep1.galileo.usg.edu/login?url=http://search.ebscohost.com/login.aspx?direct=true&db=bth&AN=9503312058&site=eds-live&scope=site.

    Womack, Ytasha. Afrofuturism : The World of Black Sci-Fi and Fantasy Culture. vol. First edition, Independent Publishers Group, 2013.

Friday, September 11, 2015

Indie Review: Wool 100%


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Movie: Wool 100%
Directed by: Mai Tominaga.
Starring: Kazuko Yoshiyuki, Kyōko Kishida, Ayu Kitaura

Verdict:
Japanese animator Mai Tominaga’s psychedelic comedy-fantasy debut smacks of the type of incomprehensible “art” film scorned by so many casual moviegoers around the world.  But while the plot is unashamedly experimental and near impenetrable at times, this hidden gem of a modern fairy tale comes equipt with some innovative and beautifully-structured cinematography, as well as a cool soundtrack and a surprising dose of heart that will leave you feeling as warm as a wool sweater by the end.

In depth:
Mention “art film” to any random confection of movie buffs and you’re likely to be blown back by the shear force of every expressed opinion on the extreme "love it or hate it" scale.  As in any creative medium, movies leaning towards the experimental and the obtuse can open floodgates to introspection and existential musings...but are just as apt to illicit no greater thought than “Huh?” from its befuddled audience.  This always bothers me, for despite my personal sympathies towards the dense, the obtuse, and the philosophical, I usually lay the blame for any miscommunication between audience and creator at the feet of the latter.  Art is a forum of personal expression, true, but once exposed in the open, it transforms into a medium of communication, and a filmmaker’s failure to get his or her point across at conception can’t merely be hand waved with a snobbish “they just don’t understand…!”  But Wool 100% avoids this pitfall; as an experimental indie Japanese film, it occupies a convoluted set of nested doll niche markets to the Western viewer, but has a feel and vibrancy that transcends its seemingly avant-garde wrapping.

Summarizing this story is a Herculean task at the beginning, but becomes surprisingly easy once you understand the core message of the film.  Elderly twins Ume (Kishida) and Kame (Yoshiyuki) live alone in their little house surrounded by walls and walls of junk they’ve collected over the years through daily treks of dumpster diving in the local community.  This odd schedule continues on as “normal,” until the moment they discover a basket full of balls of red yarn laying out in the middle of nowhere.  Being the ever-compulsive pack rats, they took it home - unaware that in doing so, they unintentionally throw their front door wide open to the unusual owner of the skeins: a creepy, naked little girl -  played by talented newcomer Ayu Kitaura - who continuously knits the yarn into a lopsided sweater, which she always unravels in the end to start all over.  At first, Ume and Kame treat her as a nuisance who constantly disrupts their daily lives with her mindless knitting, destroys their scavenged property, and keeps them up at night with her random bellowing whenever she needs to knit her sweater again.  Over time, though, the twins get used to her, if nothing else, even naming her Aonamishi (“knit again,” after the despairing, house-quaking cry she emits whenever she “finishes” her project) and treating her more or less like the junk they collect.  Soon, Aonamishi proves to be much more than an unwanted house guest, breaking down the barriers the sisters have erected over the years between themselves, the outside world, and even their past.

If the above reads a lot like a fairy tale, that’s because it is; underneath the artsy exterior is a modern, Grimm-esque rendering of two lives unlived and the catalyst to shake them out of their decades-long stupor.  The brilliance of the film is that, with this singular objective in mind, it winds the entirety of the story around its chosen template.  From the opening narrative, with its misty, almost evanescent  exposition of the sisters’ lives that conceals more than reveals; to the inexplicable Aonamishi, who remains a cipher at the heart of the movie throughout its full run - the flow and direction are all completely airtight and under the control of director Tominaga, whose background as an animator clearly shows in the way she maneuvers the actors and props around the film screen in order to suit her vision.  The movie's fabulous pacing and keen timing of nearly every event is nothing short of laudable, and if nothing else, Wool 100% is a testament to a strongly structured, lock-step plot that doesn’t leave the viewer wanting for much, even as it avoids giving direct answers to it cryptic story.

Besides the dreamy plot and surreal characters, Wool 100% draws strength from a simple but effective soundtrack that enhances the overall experience to a remarkable degree.  Tominaga has appreciable respect for silence and white noise as a storytelling medium - a recognition all too uncommon beyond the arthouse label - and periodically punctuates the lull with a few upbeat, jazzy riffs that never feel out of place.  Aonamishi, for example, has a slick little leitmotif that roars in whenever she’s about to metaphorically kick in the teeth of her long-suffering housemates, and the poignant melody that lifts whenever Ume and Kame recall the shattered fragments in their past reminds you that, behind everything, this “artsy” film has a substantial amount of emotional weight. But Tominaga isn’t just an audio magician; as an animator, she doesn’t shy away from experimenting a bit with media genres as the film progresses - like presenting Ume and Kame’s past with their mother through an eerily upbeat dollhouse show, or using stark, line-heavy, flip book-like animation as Aonamishi wages her personal war on the twins' semi-sentient piles of junk, who protect them from the past just as surely as they guard against present intruders.  These sequences differ from the usual congratulatory self-indulgence of many an art film; they have a directed purpose and relevance to the plot, either to conceal as much information about Ume and Kame’s early lives while still providing exposition, or sparing the audience any overexposure of Aonamishi as she storms through the house fulfilling her private agenda with the sisters.  Future filmmakers would be wise to heed Tominaga’s attention to detail, and the efficient way she brings all elements of storytelling together.

No movie is perfect, of course, and Wool 100%’s one major flaw is ironically tied to its greatest strength: Tominaga’s tight rein on her story’s structure leaves little wiggle room for the characters themselves.  Aonamishi, of course, is fun to view, and the twins have enough quirks and curiosities to keep them mildly interesting; however, all three have little to show in the way of presence, and seem to be going through the motions at points.  This isn’t unique to Wool 100%, since most indie abstract films tend to skimp on the characters in favor of the filmmaker’s arc-wide “vision,” but as I’ve said time and again, characters - even shallow, “stocky” ones - are (or should be) the centerpiece of any narrative.  The three actresses instead feel more like pieces moved across a predefined board, with very little variation at all.  Again, this might tie back to Tominaga’s animation background; when you’re used to working with characters who are literally made for your story, getting a full grasp on how flesh and blood actors interact can be tricky to peg down.  That said, this minor gripe is just that - minor, and in no way really subtracts from the overall movie experience.  The characters are enjoyable enough, and having their personalities on the down beat permits us the full view of the plot’s unfolding charms and mysteries.

The key thing to always keep in mind when watching Wool 100% is that it is, at heart, a fairy tale - a rather dark and obtuse fairy tale, but one with a strong plot, interesting characters, and a surprisingly clear moral that’s told with heart and subtlety.  Despite Tominaga’s hazy and uncertain character direction, her three stars grow quietly closer over the course of the film, and as the climax approaches, the intention behind Aonamishi’s behavior - and what it ultimately means to the sisters - will leave you with a surprising amount of warmth after the end.  For the non-Japanese audience, an understanding of the implied but apparently unexamined cultural idiosyncrasies - like the sentient trash in the house, or the significance of certain colors - may pass over completely, but the dream-like story grants the necessary suspension of disbelief that Wool 100%, thankfully, never enforces among its audience as so many other movies do in need of faking coherence.  As a recommendation. catch it on DVD if at all possible.  It demands multiple viewings - not only to further understand the plot, but because it really is very hard to peg down, even if the movie gods bless you with full comprehension on the first go around.  Finding this little foreign jewel might be tough, but it truly is a diamond in the rough.

Grade: A

Thursday, April 23, 2015

Manga review: Koharu no Hibi

(WARNING:  This review/analysis contains spoilers.  You have been warned)




Koharu no Hibi
Created by: OOSHIRO Youkou
Completed: 2012

Boredom can sometimes sprout into a pleasant serendipity.  I discovered this little gem over the weekend when my life raised objections to my desires to see, well, any movie I wanted, really.  Errands, car troubles, family visits, and general burnout put a beating on me for just about three weeks straight.  So in response, I hit the Internet, not searching for anything in particular - perhaps just my next review - when somehow, someway, I landed before this: Koharu no Hibi, what promised to be a highly unconventional romance.

Plot Synopsis
Torii Akira (your typical Ordinary High School Student protagonist) was heading home on the subway when he suddenly catches a young underclassman as she tripped.  He helped her with her books - to her profuse gratitude - and promptly went home, thinking nothing more of it.  The next day, said underclassman - a small, impossibly adorable girl named Mutsuki Koharu - was waiting for him by the school gate.  She continues to lavish praise and attention on him, to which he’s initially quite pleased...until he catches her after school having an intimate, spit-swapping make-out session - with his flute.  While he’s understandably freaked out, his abnormal admirer seems fully unperturbed; in fact, she uses this awkward moment as an opportunity to confess her feelings...all while Akira’s backed against the class wall with the look of a bleeding seal facing down a Great White.  Unfortunately, what should be an easy “No Deal!” for any normal guy gets complicated by Akira’s confusion/curiosity, and the meddling of Natsuki, a childhood friend who is hell bent on hooking the two of them up.  And so begins Akira’s long and troubling courtship with a most unusual - and enthusiastic - devotee.

Story
This manga is quite the strange egg, I must admit; much like its leading lady, you’re never quite sure how you’re supposed to feel, and often find yourself surprised even when you know, deep down, you shouldn’t be.  While in the end  there’s nothing exceptionally groundbreaking going on here, you get the feeling very early on that you’re reading something quite unlike both your typical rom-com manga, and your typical “crazy-stalker-girl-with-obsessive-crush” manga.  (Don’t believe that’s an expansive genre?  Scour the backwaters of the anime/manga torrent - trust me, it’ll leave you enlightened and terrified.)  The first half is mainly devoted to building on this odd couple’s “relationship,” which relies heavily on the likability of its two leads and the masochistic push and pull that binds them.  Akira is fairly typical as your romantic “hero” in this setting - not much in the way of back story, and his personality pretty much surmounts to “spastic reaction” to Koharu’s craziness.  Still, he’s likable enough, and has a bit more fire than you’d expect; I got a sick little thrill seeing him doll out the physical punishment to other characters, rather than the other way around as is the usual case.  But honestly, we’re not here for him; his purpose is to serve as audience proxy for the antics of the titular character, who is the real star of the show.  Koharu blends sweetness and an unshakable devotion to Akira, with a bizarre and downright creepy thought process that’s eerily close to how stalkers actually think.  She seems so oblivious to how her actions come across to others that it makes you wonder if there’s a real-life psychological condition underlying her obsessive behavior, which ranges from the mildly strange to beyond creepy.  This whole setup works because, unlike most protagonists in similar manga, Akira is aware of how totally not alright any of this is.  Whenever Koharu does something over the top - like making a bento lunch and informing him that she stuffed it full of her “love,” or trying to glue their hands together so as to make a special moment during a date last forever - Akira freaks out as any normal person would, and his fear is played completely straight.  Yet he, like us, keeps getting back up for another round - drawn in, perhaps, by curiosity, but more so (I suspect) by a sense of social duty; you get the feeling he’s doing society at large a favor by being the lightning rod for this wacko’s affections.  It’s all so hilariously creepy that you immediately feel bad the moment you catch yourself laughing out loud - which, for me at least, was more often than I’d care to admit.

Of course, the story does have its weaknesses; the rest of the cast, for instance, had little more than wire-frame personalities at best.  And while the second half of the series starts off with a bang by introducing Mika, another childhood friend of Akira’s/rival for his affection who eventually kicks Koharu’s previously mild displays of insanity into truly troubling depths, this particular storyline ends up going nowhere special.  While Mika herself is a fun, pleasant little addition, almost immediately deconstructing Koharu’s inane thinking behind her “love” at first sight, and steering the story towards what appeared to be a tense and nail-biting climax, the arc in which she appeared came to an astoundingly lame conclusion, one that smacked of an oddly enforced status quo.  It’s almost as if the mangaka ran out of steam or ideas towards the end, and while the last 5 or so chapters were no less enjoyable than, say, the ones in the first half, after the tense high point just a few chapters earlier, the manga ended in a tragically anticlimactic fashion.  Rating: 8/10

Art
While Koharu no Hibi’s story is fresh and interesting, its artwork is really nothing to write home about.  Much of the generic manga flare and techniques are on full display here, which to its credit grants it no disservice, but the only thing of note really is Koharu herself, whose huge, round eyes blotted with crystalline detail raise her a notch above the "generic cuteness" scale.  It’s a wonder what OOSHIRO Youkou accomplished with just her eyes alone; while her expressions generally don’t vary much over the course of the manga, watching her eyes lose their prismatic sheen and either dull out of unhappiness, or sharpen to monochromic intensity in the presence of Mika, opened a clear window to her disturbed psyche, and can be quite unsettling at the right moments.  Unfortunately, the remaining cast (skeletal as it is) share Koharu’s muted emotions, but possessed no vehicle to express them with; Akira, Natsuki, and even Mika are all generic and plain-looking, like they were pulled from a big list of manga visual archetypes with little or no embellishment, and in all honesty, Koharu sticks out like a sore, psychotic thumb whenever she's with them as a result.   Rather, OOSHIRO Youkou’s strength is in his reactions and emotion shots.  As mentioned above, most of this manga’s unsettling humor draws from Akira’s responses to Koharu’s craziness, and if the fear wasn’t written so vividly on his face whenever she had him cornered, it wouldn’t have been nearly as effective.  Mika really takes the cake and runs with it, though; she’s the only one besides Akira who sees Koharu for the disturbing nutcase she is, and the culmination of their conflict - which to me is the climax of the story, rest of the manga be damned - leaves Mika believably horrified when Koharu...well, you just have to read it to really understand.  Still, much like the story itself, the artwork slides into decay for the last few chapters, which is a sure sign yet again that the creator really let things go towards the end.  Rating: 6/10

Despite some last minute laziness, this short little series was fun, funny, and leaves you with quite a bit food for thought, if you’re willing to “go there” with its uncommon interpretation of a wacky yandere plot.  Total: 14/20 = C+

Friday, April 3, 2015

April 2015 Releases


April Releases 



You know what time it is.  April promises to be an exciting month with a ton of great stuff coming out all across the board, though as expected the TV side of things is a little dry:

Movies

Games

Books

Television


See you all at the movies!