Thursday, 31 July 2025

It's here...


…GAMERA!


Yes, folks, it’s time for some vintage Showa spinning-flying-turtle action!


After accidentally ordering the iffy 90s reboot and then failing to order this set directly from the distributor’s website, I finally managed to bag a copy of the original 60s kaiju masterpieces from a popular online department store.


I tried, Arrow Films. I really did try.


I also bought Santa Claus Conquers the Martians, but that’s a story for another day.


So, yes, after a week of being bedridden by a vague, flu-like malady, then another week suffering from crippling sleep deprivation, I feel I’m nearly ready to start putting finger back to keyboard. Hopefully, the arrival of the “proper” Gamera boxset will inspire me further.


I’m so, so sorry.


Do stay in touch, darlings.


Toodles!

Friday, 18 July 2025

Framed to Perfection XIX


KOZURE OKAMI MEIFUMADO (1973)

Director: Kenji Misumi

Cinematographer: Fujio Morita


One for the family photo album!


There aren’t many intense hero shots featuring both father and son in the Lone Wolf and Cub series, so this stood out to me. Sure, it’s hardly great art or worthy of much discussion, but dammit if they both don’t just look totally badass!


It’s also the “suiting up” moment before both men ride out to experience one of the best close-quarter fights we’ll ever get to see, that is until Die Hard with a Vengeance’s elevator shootout and Goldeneye’s radio telescop engine room punch-up.


Savour it!


This film’s centrepiece sequence is, of course, Daigoro standing up to clueless authority, at the expense of his own poor bottom. I would have captured a screenshot from this scene, but, due to certain wardrobe choices, I don’t think it would have been very wise to post it here.


I have only one more film to go in this boxset, then surely I shall move onto some other ultraviolent crapfest.


Do stay in touch, darlings.


Toodles!

Thursday, 17 July 2025

Framed to Perfection XVIII


KOZURE OKAMI MEIFUMADO (1973)

Director: Kenji Misumi

Cinematographer: Fujio Morita


Ever have one of those days?!


Ha! Would love to see Ogami “Lone Wolf” Itto explain this one to social services.


Caseworker: So, Mr Itto, it seems you were witnessed running wildly through a private field into a filthy river wearing only revealing underwear.

Lone Wolf: …

Caseworker: And it seems you were pushing your toddler in his rickety baby cart at dangerous speeds.

Lone Wolf: …

Caseworker: All this whilst you were being chased by bloodthirsty samurai, who were all brandishing deadly weapons intended for use on yourself and your son.

Lone Wolf: …

Caseworker: In fact, you yourself were carrying multiple deadly weapons, some of which were found secreted about the blood-spattered baby cart.

Lone Wolf: …

Caseworker: Very well, Mr Itto, I believe I have all the information I need. I have decided that it will be in the interest of your child’s safety that we increase home visits from weekly to daily. These will include mandatory drug tests.

Lone Wolf: Reach for your sword.

Caseworker: …


So, yeah, that’s my little Lone Wolf and Cub fan fiction, for you!


Drive safely, kids.


Do stay in touch, darlings.


Toodles!

Tuesday, 15 July 2025

The Whittling Post Digest - Issue 19

Well, hopefully the weather is now cooling down for a longer period than the last little tease. I knew it’d be back! It was actually much, much worse over the weekend just gone. While I shouldn’t blame the weather on decisions I make, I did indeed use it as an excuse to have a drink. Oh well, as if there was anything else I could possibly have done with my time.


Which I believe was my logic.


Anyway, I only spent two days off the wagon, so I’ve still been touching base with culture, albeit at a much slower and sweatier pace.


Behold!


THE ELDER SCROLLS IV: OBLIVION


Blimey, I completely forgot I’d downloaded the remastered version of this video game over a month ago! I actually had it on the PS3, but gave up very soon indeed. Having already gotten into Skyrim, I found it to be just hideous and clunky. I believe this remaster is meant to iron out all the things I didn’t appreciate in its 2006 original form, which is exactly why I decided to give it another go. However, as with many video games, the introductory scenes are as dark and dismal and punishing as one can possibly make them, so I’m currently taking a brief hiatus from digging out of the dungeons of somewhere I’m sure is of great importance to the story. Cough. Sadly, the PS5’s accessibility features are more fiddly than the 3 and 4’s, so I’m struggling with Oblivion’s inventory screens, due to the fact that I am no longer able to invert the colours at a touch of a button. Well, so I believe. If anyone out there knows the controller shortcuts for this option, then do drop me a friendly line! I’ve already got the three-tier zoom function mastered like a boss, which itself has improved since the previous generation. Perhaps I should just shut up and RTFM, but who honestly has the time.


ULFULS


The other thing my Gamera 2: Attack of the Legion film experience gave me, besides a warm heart and a resurrected faith in humanity, was this great Japanese band that performs the song that plays over Gamera 2’s end credits. They’re basically a more-upbeat Say Sue Me, in that they record pastiches of 1950s rockabilly and surf music, but of course with a modern twist. They’re also mad as all-get-out and loads of fun! The singer sometimes tries a bit too hard, so there’s break-up in his voice that sounds unnatural and not very pleasing, but you get used to it after awhile. Their guitar parts are inventive and feature some thunderous tones, which I’m finding incredibly inspiring, I’m curious to hear which direction their sound goes, as they still appear to be rocking hard after 30 years. Aww, I’m always so happy when I find a new artist to get into!


PLANT SCIENCE


Yes, we’re doing this. As part of research I may end up never using for an active writing project, I thought I’d actually learn something about our friendly neighbour on Earth: nature! I know sweet-fuck-all about botany, but I’ve always suspected that I’d be fascinated by the subject, which would surely suck me in like Seymour to Audrey II. Did that work?! Oh who cares. The other thing I was concerned about, besides incomprehension, when approaching the subject of plants and other dirt folk is that, as strange as it may sound, I actually find flora kinda gross. I don’t think watching the film Day of the Triffids as an impressionable child helped this aversion, but it is a very real, erm, borderline-phobia. I mean, if you look really closely at plants, they are really yucky. Plus, if you were able to speed up their movements and physical processes, then you could describe them as downright horrifying. Luckily, the first resource I’ve turned to on botany has the plucky Catherine Kleier at the helm. What a massive nerd! So much so that I find myself laughing every few minutes at how, well, nerdy she is. Which is great, of course, as hearing someone being so enthusiastic about something they love is a joy in itself. I’ve not quite settled on which time of day to listen to this series of lectures from The Teaching Company yet, but I’ll get there. Is the subject too eerie for nighttime? Too icky for before dinner? Too icky for even after dinner?! I love standing in nature, I just get a dicky tummy learning about its… feeding.


GATHERING MOSS


I didn’t think a human being could talk for 5 minutes about moss, but apparently I was wrong. The second resource I’ve gone to about botany is this 12-hour epic on, you guessed it, moss. I actually whooped out loud when this audiobook, after I’d already bought and downloaded it, was recommended by Catherine the Nerd, whom I mentioned above. I haven’t gotten very far as yet, mainly because its author, Robin Wall Kimmerer, whilst very sweet, does actually sound like someone who has spent a lifetime interested in… moss. Her introduction is less inspiring and more, for lack of a better word, creepy. I’m sure she lightens up as she goes along, but I had my hands over my mouth in horror as she narrated, without any irony in her voice whatsoever, the opening pages of her book on… moss. Bless. I’m confident she’ll get into the swing of things, but, like with Plant Science, I just need to find the right time of day to engross myself in, erm, 12-hours of hardcore moss talk.


DUTCH SHORT STORIES FOR BEGINNERS


As previously mentioned in umpteen different posts, possibly to the annoyance of my readers, I’m casually learning Dutch. Why, you ask? Because it’s there! I spent a few years in the Netherlands as a kid and apparently picked up a fair amount of the language, but I have no memory of this. I still put it down to a natural skill with reading human behaviour, but I’ve been assured otherwise. So, just for shits and giggles, as they say, I thought I’d actually see if I can pick it up “again”. So far, I’ve just been listening to Dutch pop music and watching Dutch films, which is a good starting point, but now I feel like pushing the boat, or “de boot”, out a bit. Boy-oh-boy is the web filled to puking-point with condescending language aids. I need to be condescended to, of course, but I don’t want to feel like I am. This audiobook seemed like a nice middle-ground. It reads you a brief story in Dutch, then tells you the premise in English and translates a list of significant words that crop up. I didn’t want to say “keywords” there, as that might’ve been confusing. I think I’m on the third story now and not finding it particularly helpful at all. But that’s just me. As a companion project, I’ve also downloaded just a regular Dutch-language novel in audiobook form and am listening to it “blind”, then looking up words that stand out or get repeated. Just like I do with Dutch music and films. I’m on, like, the seventh chapter already, and really enjoying whatever the flip it’s about. Maybe I should check. So, yes, while a very good idea overall that will probably work for many, Dutch Short Stories for Beginners isn’t turning out to be great for me. I will keep at it though, as I have high hopes it will shine eventually. Check me out being all positive!


Well, I think that’s pretty good going for having suffered a month of heatwave attacks. With any luck, more culture and less sweating is to come. You have not truly met a grumpy arsehole until you’ve met me amidst thirty degrees centigrade. Sorry, I don’t know which button to press to get the little “o” and big… oh wait.


There should be more Lone Wolf and Cub talk to come, in some form or another. I know I discussed the series ages ago, but there’s always new stuff to discover in there! I also would like to make a second attempt at purchasing the original Gamera series by Showa. I just need to be in the right mood for dealing with such tiresome online crap.


Don’t we all?


Moss!


Do stay in touch, darlings.


Toodles! 

Monday, 14 July 2025

Framed to Perfection XVII


KOZURE OKAMI MEIFUMADO (1973)

Director: Kenji Misumi

Cinematographer: Fujio Morita


Golly, we finally clock round to a new year in Lone Wolf and Cub’s brutal shooting schedule!


Ah 1973, the year Roger Moore tragically took over as James Bond for longer than any rational human being should allow; The Exorcist disturbingly told the world it was acceptable to quickly give up on medical science and instead strap a troubled 12-year-old girl down on a bed to have a pair of strange men physically and mentally abuse her; and George Lucas found financial success for the first time with American Graffiti, which would eventually enable him to bring us The Phantom Menace.


Good grief.


As you can and have been able to tell, I’m not working with the greatest quality of home video releases here. They’re just modest low-grade DVDs, I’m afraid. The moment a brand spanking new Blu-ray set is jettisoned from the UK’s miserable distribution scene, however, will be the moment I recapture these screenshots so as not to look quite so low-grade myself.


In this opening scene, Lone Wolf and Cub are being stalked through the woods/rainforest/jungle by members of the Beasts of Hell gang. Yes, I actually put some effort in and stuck on the subtitles to find out what the bloody hell was going on here.


Don’t tell anyone.


Needless to say, stalking Itto and Daigoro does not go well for their assailants, otherwise this film would end after a mere three minutes. Thankfully for us, we get some wonderful shots of a foliage-covered waterfall and its surrounding stream system, which gave birth to the above amazing shot.


Meanwhile, in the real world, there is finally air movement in the room as I type this, after five-long-days of stifling heatwave torture. I did sadly fall off the wagon over the weekend, but I proudly stuck to beer and wine, rather than the cheap supermarket whisky that has brought me down so low these past few years.


Baby steps, just like Daigoro takes.


Do stay in touch, darlings.


Toodles!

Saturday, 12 July 2025

Sound Editing Practices

Of late, I have noticed a significant step-down in the quality of my incurable hereditary degenerative eye disease. This has been exemplified by missing words and punctuation in my writing, no matter how many times I attempt to proof read it. With regards to my last few posts, however, I have begun to get my articles read back to me by voice over software, thereby enabling me to capture such mistakes a lot sooner.


They probably won’t be eradicated entirely, of course, but I now stand a better chance.


If there are any glaring mistakes that I happen to miss, feel free to drop me a line to point them out. I won’t be offended, I will simply be relieved and grateful to have been saved such embarrassment.


Thank you in advance.


Do stay in touch, darlings.


Toodles! 




Framed to Perfection XVI


KOZURE OKAMI OYA NO KOKORO KO NO KOKORO (1972)

Director: Buichi Saitô

Cinematographer: Kazuo Miyagawa


A dark confrontation that ends with everybody involved, except for our titular Lone Wolf and Cub, dying horribly.


But that should really be no surprise at this point.


I selected this shot due to, what I assume to be, a nice matte insertion of mist and flora on the far right. I heard the proper term for the technique of having foreground and background elements in focus at the same time, but sadly I failed to make a note of it.


While overall a lesser entry in the series, this fourth instalment has some of the most striking filmmaking.


The hateful heatwave persists, here in usually-drab Sheffield, so I’m feeling truly miserable indeed.


That is all.


Do stay in touch, darlings.


Toodles!

Friday, 11 July 2025

REPOST A-GO-GO!

I have recently found myself, very nervously, going through some of my older posts on this here amateur blog, and giving them something of a “spit shine”. At the relatively-ignorant time of their original posting, I had no idea they needed this loving treatment, of course, but, in the years since, I have begun to feel that I have mildly improved my grammar and punctuation.


That is, I have begun to use critical grammar and lessen my use of unnecessary punctuation.


So, depending on how I feel on the matter case-by-case, I may or may not be rewriting and reposting some vintage articles. Their reposting will, most likely, lean on my desire to not embarrass myself any further, or even embarrass those whom I have written about


I assume this is all to do with my cyclothymia, or perhaps part of a wider psychotic breakdown, I do not know. Surely the emergency services are the ones to comment further. Regardless, I do constantly worry about the quality of my writing, new and old, sometimes to the point of my lack of sleep, soo this is happening.


I still feel as though I need a domineering editor to reel in my crazy and turn my rough tracks of dirt into functioning roads, but I am currently well without such respectable resources.


I try though. I really do try.


Do stay in touch, darlings.


Toodles!