NYTimes lauds "ImaginAsian finds a new formula for Asian films"
Clueless formula, of course, since the "asian" is a man of Asian ethnic descent who comes from Queens...And his formula? Abnormal/graphic sex, of course, or twisted sadistic violence...
"...As chief executive, Mr. Hong oversaw January's opening of ImaginAsian Pictures, which announced the controversial Korean drama "Green Chair" as its first acquisition. The film, which unsettled American film festival audiences with its intense story of a woman and her under-age lover,...That rapid growth has drawn attention from India to Indonesia, with studios whose past dealings with American distributors have often ended with their movies re-edited, shelved indefinitely or quietly shuffled straight to video. In a business climate increasingly inhospitable to foreign films, ImaginAsian plans as many as 12 theatrical releases by the end of 2007..."
What is overlooked is that Asians have families, fall in love, love action heroes that fight for justice, etc...and enjoy films that present these themes....why should twisted films be "asian" any more than they are English or French?
What is popular over here in the Philippines are Korean soapoperas...THIS
for example...and the craze has started catching on with American viewers LINK
(the WaPo noted it HERe
, but the story is no longer on the website)
Why are they popular? Because they are about families, family ties, the problems of love, loyalty, self sacrifice, and suffering...not merely about promiscuous sociopaths finding twenty three ways to make money by robbing a bank or thirty five sexual positions.
Again, we see the disconnect of elites, so if the UKTimes
is to be believed, Hollywood thinks that the same people who watched Gibson's Passion and the Narnia film will enjoy films that are outright anti Christian, for example the DaVinci code, or the Pullman series...CWN
take on all this is HERE
Films that are true to life will be "christian" even if they are "secular" or even "R" rated...Ladder 49, Man on Fire, Aliens, Tombstone, and a slew of other R rated movies may have more to teach us about love and self sacrifice than the Ten Commandments or other "religious" films...
Myself, I avoid films about twisted people...because I see people sympathetically...so I don't consider Brokeback mountain an "evil" film, for example, merely a sad one...
but then I'm the type that disapproves of many films and shows on the Disney Channel Asia, because many of them present success as a rock star as the highest aim in life...
Lileks has comments HERE
I am amused by smart people who defend uncouthness on the grounds that it’s honest. (Hypocrisy, after all, is a cardinal sin. Or would be if there were such things.) Dennis Prager was talking today about a dance troupe whose work is mostly base and gross, complete with naughty shocking words and on-stage wanking. They were lauded by critics for their honesty, of course. (The entire cultural top-tier crew, at least in the media, has the values of a Playmate. Turn-offs: Phony people.) I have no problem with the artists, since I don’t expect much from them anymore; those who add to the sum of ugliness are welcome to do so, but they have made themselves irrelevant. I do have a problem with the critics who applaud breaking taboos and stepping over lines, because it’s the cultural establishment – whatever that is – that has celebrated and enabled the decline of art in the 20th century.No artistic standard, once erased, as has ever been replaced by a more technically demanding one.Unless you believe that it is harder for a layman to fake a later DeKooning than a J-L David.Anyway. It’s not so much the redefinition of standards that bothers me as the glee with which the old standards are trashed, and the sense that the arts have become unmoored from the larger culture.This all sounds like some joyless pinch-arsed mini-me-sized Cotton Mather looking for people who are enjoying themselves so he can wallow in his own righteous bile, eh? I’m just suggesting people govern their tongues in public, and consider that the aesthetic pleasures and artistic merit of a play with some hairy naked dude engaging in self-frottage are less than those provided by “Swan Lake.” The old Keatsian equation. Truth in beauty, and in beauty, truth.
Peter Kreeft's discussion of Beauty mp3HERE