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Artist of the Week: Aghostino Demarr

Posted by art On July - 31 - 2007

By Kerry Wright Zentner

I’m walking along Queen because in a short time, I’m supposed to be meeting with a friend of a friend. The idea is that since we’re both weird artists, we’re supposed to get along. I was told he’s only in town for a week before he continues on his journey, with no fixed address, to Montréal. So he’s a vagabond, eh?

I’m struck immediately by his fashion style and his thoughtful composure. There’s a cerebral calmness to him which is offset and complemented by his youthful jauntiness. We talk for a long time, discovering that we have a lot of interests in common. For a while we discuss our current thoughts and our (literal) dreams. We watch the beautiful people walk by, and talk of secret emotions and lost loves, and of the difficulties and the despairs, but also of the great lusciousness and the terrible beauty.

By the end of the conversation (signified by the three-legged dog walking by), I’m highly energized and exhausted (must be the sleepless nights). I go home to occupy myself with menial chores and let my mind cool down, it having been overflowed with ideas.

The following conversation was conducted via email.

MONDO: You have an interesting background. Tell me how you got into each discipline you’re involved with. How did you decide to become an artist, and what inspired you as a child?

Aghostino Demarr: Well, I’m not sure I ever did decide to become an artist. I’m still not fully confident in that description. Both of my parents have backgrounds in science, so I really think of myself as a scientist on some level. A scientist of art, not to sound pretentious. The result of my endeavours is art, but the process itself feels very scientific; it’s about being methodical and there’s a lot of researching and dissecting and stitching back together in building these aesthetic compounds. I feel the difference between being an artist at heart and being a scientist at heart is the attitude you approach something with (although the two can be very similar). I don’t consider mine an artistic process — creative yes, but aside from that it’s more like data gathering, but through the filter of my aesthetic. I’m finding the solution for a conundrum, creating little equations.

I have always been deeply affected by beauty, however. When I was young, I was surrounded by strange things, the type of which you might expect to find in a scientific household (things in jars, bones, things in tubes), as well as a lot of nature. I was born on an island in the Azores (on Sao Miguel), which is in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. My mother was working there [in Sao Miguel] as a biologist, and we used to have a lot of animal specimens around the house. I remember being scared of them, but eventually it became ordinary to have some dead thing staring at me from its jail of formaldehyde. I’d say that definitely affected me. As well as the animals, my mother collected ceramics which were made by people on the island largely as art pieces for the tourists to buy. In this era, I developed a certain kind of respect for artefacts, a sense of there being these objects which were sacred or mysterious, and precious. We had small sets of archeological material: these ornate fossils, and little dolls made of painted human bone. Our whole house was sort of a museum, but it didn’t seem strange at the time. When I was a little older, we moved to Paris; that was when I discovered real museums.

MONDO: You make visual collages as well as write poetry. Who or what inspires your current work? What does the collage process mean to you, and how do you interpret the work?

AD: Pretty much the same things that inspired me as a kid still inspire me now. Treasures and artefacts, nature, and anthropology. The museums in Paris are fantastic. I recently watched this film called La Jete, in which there’s a scene that takes place in a museum full of taxidermy animals. I’ve been there in real life and it’s amazing to contemplate these animals in their state of preservation. They led lives of growth (roaming and resting and killing), and had no idea they would end up in this silence, no concept of this kind of place where all different species of animal stand finally equalized, ending their life-long tumult. I find that state of exhibition enthralling. This singular and untouched sacred stasis that is given to certain objects.

When I left Paris to move to Canada, I really missed my house and the other museums, and I wanted to recreate that sensation of going through an exhibit. Collage gives me the interesting opportunity to combine multiple, dissimilar ideas into one single idea. This more accurately represents the sensation of viewing something at a museum, because you are usually processing a bunch of different non-visual information about a piece, such as its period, or its historical applications. So mainly I [make collages] just for personal nostalgic value. With poetry it’s the same. I’m trying to synthesize fond sensations from my childhood. My father reading children’s fables to me in English, growing up in a Portuguese community, reading from tomes of science texts; all of these things affected my sense of language. In re-creating that in my cut-up collage poems, I often use bits of translated French and Portuguese, a lot of science text, and also children’s stories.

MONDO: Tell me about your process. What methods do you employ? How does the method you use change or reflect your intentions with the content of the work?

AD: My work is largely about finding disparate elements and combining them to form a unique sensation. I’m not interested in isolating and distilling an entity or an idea, I’m interested in having different types of information absorbed simultaneously. I like to be selective about the elements, though, so I can control that sensation. I won’t combine [just] any two things, they have to be two or three specific things which appeal to me.

MONDO: You come from a scientific background, but a lot of your work has religious elements. Where does this come from and how do you personally reconcile the elements of science and religion?

AD: Well, I don’t subscribe to a particular religion, but I consider myself religious in my contemplation of “The Inconceivable.” People seem to have this idea that science and religion (or specifically, belief in God) are at war, which they aren’t. Even though their ideas about reality sometimes contradict, as practices they are not mutually exclusive. Ultimately, they are each just different perceptions of Truth. They each ask you for a degree of faith in trusting their theories and methods. We usually don’t describe it as “faith” in science, but as far as larger philosophical enquiries are concerned, that’s what it is. None of us know what’s going on here. We don’t know what experience itself is. None of us have a definition for what life is. We don’t know why there is animate matter, and why there’s inanimate matter, and what causes that central difference. We cannot conceive of the nothingness or eternity which must have preceded this universe. We cannot conceive of the nothingness or infinity which lies at the borders of this universe. We cannot explain our own sentient state of consciousness. We should be interested in philosophizing and hearing as many theories as we can. They are always going to remain theories, because many of the questions they approach are unanswerable, so there’s no point in pretending that it’s actual knowledge.

As for the images, the concepts of worship and of being religious with something do interest me. Even though my childhood was rife with scientific elements, I remember observing religious experiences. There is a dominant Roman Catholic tradition on the island, but aside from being aware of that, I was aware of a sense of sacredness in the natural world even at that young age. I remember visiting Fire Lake, which is in the crater of a sleeping volcano in the centre of Sao Miguel. We actually climbed down inside to swim there. The water is incredibly clean and pure. I swam on my back and looked up out of this volcano, imagining its history of eruption, and I discovered this intense spiritual connection to my existence. It was a really incredible experience.

So, I abide by a type of intuitive belief. I like the idea of there being something which we don’t understand and which is constantly altering the world in ways which we cannot comprehend. Life is inherently absurd, so an absurd notion will fit. I would place my definition of God as “that which is eternally inconceivable.”

MONDO: Lastly, what do you have planned for the future? Projects, events, or travel? Where do you want your art to go from here?

AD: I’m not sure where the art thing will go. I’m doing an album cover right now, which is exciting, but I can’t imagine making a living off that. I’ll always keep it as a method for cataloguing personal sensations. It’s just a mirror for me.

Obviously, I’m traveling right now, but I have no idea where I might end up or how long I’ll be there for. It’s frightening and exciting, and I’m worried that it will become the only way to live. I’m not doing it very expensively, so lacking certain conveniences becomes stressful after a while.

I regret that I’m not more political. Some people who are comfortable with their lives begin to get apathetic, especially in first-world societies, and no matter how aware they are of their negative impact, how many movies they watch about it, or how many opportunities they have, they still don’t change their lifestyles, or contribute in any positive way. I’ve decided not to be like that. I want to have no negative impact, especially environmentally. I get called an idealist a lot of the time, as if it’s a negative thing, like I’m delusional and living in an imaginary world (I think people are scared to use their imaginations). But idealism is a really good thing. People should work towards ideals. A change has to be conceived of by someone before it can come into existence. That’s basic cause and effect.

I also want to travel into outer space, but that isn’t likely to happen, and it conflicts with the whole low impact attitude, so I’ll just have to visualize it instead. Never underestimate the power of this human mind we’ve got.

Mz Goldie Richard: Getting a Grip

Posted by lifestyle On July - 31 - 2007

Promiscuity isn’t a privilege, it’s a right!

Oooo, that song “Sex and Candy” just came on, and it’s got me thinking of the best songs to get hot to. There are so many. If you have some, send them my way, and I’ll print ‘em up in a list next week! As for my sexy week, it has been a bit of a slow time for Mz. Richard; too busy to fuck, have to fix that one! Phew, I’m tired and I don’t even have a throbbing anus to show for it!

Dear Mz. Richard:
I’m having a problem with my new boyfriend. You see, before I got together with him, I was going through a promiscuous phase. I wasn’t super slutty, but I did sleep with eight people in a year, which is a lot for me because generally I am in long-term relationships, but I thought, “I’m young, and why not have a little fun?” Well, I decided not to tell my new man this until the subject came up (it hasn’t), but while we were drinking the other night, my stupid friend let it slip. Now he thinks I’m a total slut! He has only slept with three people in his whole life and thinks what I have been doing is disgusting.

What should I do?
Not that Slutty Girl

Dear Slutty Girl:
DUMP HIM! No, that was too harsh. KICK HIM TO THE CURB! I’m sorry, maybe it’s my sexy bias coming out here, but your man should love you for who you are, not what you’ve done. It sounds like you just went through a healthy and usually much-needed “relieving the libido phase.” There is absolutely nothing wrong with that, as long as you were safe, and have been tested since, and weren’t deliberately hurting anyone.

Your man needs to get a grip: you shouldn’t have to apologize for your past. Don’t be ashamed sister, you’re hot, and you know it and you went for what you wanted in that time in your life. The fact is, if he can’t handle the fact that you haven’t only had his luscious cock, then that is his problem, not yours. If you seriously want to work it out with this troubled muffin, then you need to tell him you are not going to apologize, and that frankly eight people in one year really isn’t that slutty in the grand scheme of things. Cite me as a reference, sweetheart. That’ll put his mind at ease. It’s up to you, honey, but I am just sick of amazing people putting up with silliness that they shouldn’t have to. Fight for your right to fuck! And if he can’t accept you for the goddess you are, I think you have proven to yourself already that there are many men who will! Good luck sweetness.

Until next time,
Ms. Goldie Richard

Denny’s Dishes: French Toast

Posted by lifestyle On July - 31 - 2007

The Best French Toast is served with warm fruit topping

By Elisha Denburg

A delicious and devilishly decadent dessert — for breakfast!

Ingredients

thickly sliced challah (egg bread)
about 1 large egg for every 2 pieces of bread
a splash of milk
a dash of cinnamon
a few drops of vanilla extract
4 tablespoons of butter
pure Canadian maple syrup (room temperature or warmer)
powdered sugar and fresh mint leaves for garnish (adds pizzazz and pretentiousness)
a selection of fruit

Directions

Beat the eggs and whisk in the milk, cinnamon, and vanilla. Dip each slice of bread in the egg mixture to coat evenly. Don’t leave them in the batter or they will get soggy. You should get them in the frying pan shortly after you’re done dipping.

For the fruit, just put whatever you’re using in a medium saucepan on moderate heat and let the fruit soften and warm up, stirring every now and then. You can cook it for a longer time if you want something more akin to a pie-filling or gooey, jam-like substance.

Melt the butter in a large non-stick frying pan on medium-low heat. Fry the dipped bread pieces until golden brown spots appear on each side.

Serve fruit over French toast, garnish with powdered sugar and mint leaves. Drown in maple syrup. Only eat on special occasions or you might die.

“Ugh… I can actually hear you getting fatter.” — David Spade, Tommy Boy

Note: You can use many different kinds of fruit, obviously: whatever you like. I went out on a limb and used blueberries and mango. If you are heating up the fruit I wouldn’t use something like melon but you can always just have the fruit as is without heating it up. Almost any kind of berry would be really good for this recipe.

Fujiya & Miyagi at the Horseshoe

Posted by music On July - 31 - 2007

Fujiya & Miyagifujiya & miyaji live at the Horseshoe
at the Horseshoe Tavern
Wednesday July 11th, 2007

By Amanda VanDenBrock

Some people, myself included, find it really elementary to put your band’s name in the lyrics of one of your songs. I think back to Vanilla Ice and Wang Chung with a chuckle and shudder. But with Brighton, England’s Fujiya & Miyagi, you almost don’t realize that they are using the most accessible tool they have to ram their name firmly into your brain. The song in question is called “Ankle Injuries” (thankfully, not self titled – that would be unforgivable regardless of its quality), and it is promoted by a five-minute animated dice extravaganza that is the best low-budget video I have seen since OK GO’s treadmill routine. So, it was an obvious place to start their show at the Horseshoe Tavern on July 11th, as they quietly took to the stage without so much as looking at the audience and began chanting their own name as their repetitive flavour of Kraut-rock started to swell. It was their way of saying, “Hi Toronto, this is who we are,” without having to speak.

The trend of not talking to the audience continued for most of the set. Without taking a breath they threw out “Sucker Punch,” “Photocopier,” and “Transparent Things,” three songs that showcase their reserved brand of hook-laden music, but it is in the live atmosphere that the quality of musicianship these three men possess is revealed. Not once did I miss the presence of a real drummer: bass player Matt Hainsby’s slinky playing and overall enthusiasm will show you exactly where the beat is if you ever have to guess, and the processed beats from Steve Lewis’s electronic gadgets were expertly programmed to bring the crowd up and down in all the right places.

The almost sold-out crowd at the Horseshoe was right there with the band, all the young hipsters in their ironic florescent ball caps, tilted awkwardly to the side, and colours so clashing you thank god rock shows are darkly lit. But it took until the sixth song for lead singer David Best to crack a smile. Before that it really looked like he was trying to have a bad night. It was at this point that they really began to show off what they do best – a Stereo MCs meets Hot Chip brand of dance music played on actual instruments with some white-boy beatboxing – and it was a beautiful, beautiful thing. This is what caught me during their opening set for Peter Bjorn and John back in May, the sound that caused them to sell out of CDs during that set, and drove me into Soundscapes the very next day to buy the album. It is very catchy and very easy to dance to & that really is the secret: just make the girls dance, the boys will follow, and you’ll have a crowd who claps for the entirety of your last three songs. From the front row it was a fantastic show, even discounting the audience interaction, or the lead singer who didn’t crack a smile until six songs in. Everyone was right there with them; they are tight, and they know their craft. I would go see them again next week if I could – though I may have to hit up Value Village for an ironic t-shirt and florescent tights first. For according to the guy in ridiculous glasses and tilted B-boy cap, the proper answer to the question, “Do you wear Reeboks in heaven?” is, “Absolutely!

Hidden Gem — In the Mood for Love

Posted by film On July - 31 - 2007

Fa yeung nin ma (In the Mood for Love)
Directed by Wong Kar Wai
Block 2 Pictures, 2000

By Miles Baker

There is really only one word to describe this movie: Pretty. Sure, I could talk about how the movie is sexy and heart-felt and sad, but I’m going to go with pretty. The combination of cinematographers Christopher Doyle and Pin Bing Lee, with the production design by William Chang, with the beautiful actors, with Wong Kar Wai’s guiding influence, results in a film that is so beautiful it’s impossible to criticize.

Set in 1950s Hong Kong, In the Mood for Love is about the relationship that grows between Mrs. Chen (Maggie Cheung) and Mr. Chan (Tony Leung), neighbours who realize that their respective spouses are cheating on them. What follows is a series of conversations about marriage, slow motion walking shots, and dresses — Maggie Cheung wears about 40 different, completely beautiful dresses.

What I love about Wong Kar Wai’s style is that at any given moment he is — at least in terms of exposition — ignoring almost half of his frame, instead filling it with scrumptious, colour-coordinated sets. He ever so artfully uses soft or out-of focus elements (sets, props, characters) to balance his frame and to wonderfully frustrate my expectations for what I should be looking at. That, and oh… the slow motion. You know how action films use slow motion to let you savour an explosion or an awesome kick? Well, Wong Kar Wai does the exact same thing with sadness. He lets you savour the sad by using slow motion while his characters walk from one end of the frame to another — it enhances that feeling of the slowness of grief, when life seems to be going in slow motion.

So crack open a bottle of red wine and enjoy a subtle, but more importantly pretty, movie.

Twelve Memories: Songs of Summer

Posted by music On July - 31 - 2007

Please don’t make fun of my list.

By Alicia Glavac

A Side – All I needed to know about life I learned from Q107.

“Sweet Emotion” – Aerosmith from Toys in the Attic (1975)
The first CD I ever owned was Aerosmith’s Greatest Hits. When I was 15 my sisters and I all got CD players for Christmas and ONE precious CD each. We would take turns playing a song from each disc on our own player. My favourite song on that CD was “Dream On,” but “Sweet Emotion” equals summer because all I can think about when I hear it is Pickford’s Orbit Orange 1970 soft-top Pontiac GTO and I’m reminded of that magical summer we partied at the moon tower.

“Layla” – Derek and the Dominoes from Layla and Other Assorted Love Songs (1970)
Every time this song comes on the radio my mom tells me about the summer when she and her best friend bought this record and listened to “Layla” all day for three months. Now I associate it with summer and my mom in jean cut-offs.

“American Woman” – The Guess Who from American Woman (1970)
Once this guy I know went to a music industry party and got a glass of wine spilled on him by Burton Cummings. He was pretty mad, but then he was like, “What can you do – it’s Burton Cummings.”

“She’s a Rainbow” – The Rolling Stones from Their Satanic Majesties Request (1967)
“Why are there so many songs about rainbows and what’s on the other side? Someday we’ll find it – the rainbow connection – the lovers, the dreamers, and me.”

“Summertime” – Big Brother & The Holding Company from Cheap Thrills (1968)
In grade six I heard Janis Joplin for the first time in music appreciation class. I decided at that moment to devote my life to her teachings.

“Brother Love’s Traveling Salvation Show” – Neil Diamond from Hot August Night (1972)
Every night is a hot August night with Uncle Neil and his sweaty, raspy, sparkly-shirted ways.

B Side - Classic Rock of the future.

“Hard Road” – Sam Roberts Band from We Were Born in a Flame (2003)
It’s not officially summer until I’ve seen Sam Roberts sweat his way through a tight, white t-shirt.

“Love Her” – The Redwalls from De Nova (2005)
The Redwalls are cooler than you. They know they’re cool, and they know you’re intimidated by their coolness. The best you can do is quietly rock out in the corner hoping that they don’t see you and make fun of how lame you are.

“Another Travelin’ Song” – Bright Eyes from I’m Wide Awake It’s Morning (2005)
No summer road-trip mix is complete without this baby…for obvious reasons.

“Outdoor Type” – The Lemonheads from Car Button Cloth (1996)
Remember that girl from YM who got to go to her prom with Evan Dando? I hated that bitch. This is the theme song for people like me who love The Lemonheads and NOT camping.

“Mama’s Got a Girlfriend Now” – Ben Harper and The Innocent Criminals from Live from Mars (2001)
Every time I see Ben Harper live I wait the whole time for him to sing this. He never does…and apparently only did this one time…on Mars.

“I’ll Bring the Sun” – Jason Collett from Idols of Exile (2005)
Jason Collett is like my porn. The video for this little gem is the reason I’m ruined for all other men. After all, he brings the sun.

This Week in Pixels: E3 Edition

Posted by videogames On July - 31 - 2007

Enjoy Alex’s unabashed Geeky Gushing!

By Alexander B. Huls

In honor of the recently finished E3, the long-awaited return of This Week in Pixels will deal solely with news gushing forth from one of the most sacred of all video gaming events. Now, for those of you who have been following E3, you may be wondering at this point: “News? What news?” Granted, you’re not far off. In the past the expo was the place for gaming developers and distributors to make shocking and major announcements. This year, the newly re-tinkered event was much more about telling us more about games we already knew about. In other words, E3 was really about making anticipated games even more anticipated. In that vein, what follows below is an amalgam of commenting on what was revealed at E3, and a representative list of what games I am excited for this year. I graciously ask for your indulgence.

Rock Band

As has become the case with the upcoming Guitar Hero III and Rock Band, what qualifies as exciting news is not information about the gameplay, but about the songs. That being said, it was nice to finally see what the drum set looks like, and consider me impressed. It looks simple, sure, but that’s a good thing in this case, and I can’t wait to get my drum-stick twirling hands on them. As for the songs, a few big announcements were made. We finally got to hear about some more of the songs being included in the game. Personally, I’m pretty excited about Bon Jovi’s “Wanted Dead or Alive”, Weezer’s “Say it Ain’t So” and Foo Fighters “Learn to Fly”. What’s really exciting though, are the announcements made regarding downloadable tracks. Not only is it being promised that 100 songs will become available online in the first year alone, the track selection is being supervised by a recently formed Music Advisory Board that is chaired by Steven Van Zandt, a.k.a. Little Steven. For those of you not familiar with this guy, he not only starred prominently on The Sopranos, he is also famous music historian/nut who runs a radio show every weekend (Little Steven’s Underground Garage), and most importantly, is a member of my favorite band, Bruce Springsteen and the E-Street Band. Throw in the news that for the first time full albums will become available for download (the first being The Who’s “Who’s Next”), and Rock Band is starting to look even more exciting. Sure, there is concern about how much downloadable tracks will cost (Guitar Hero II for the X360 really burned us there), but for now, I can’t wait to get my hands on this game.

Fallout 3

Faithful readers of this column will know that I’ve been excited for this game ever since the vague rumors started emerging when Bethesda purchased the rights to the Fallout series. At E3, we finally got to see some of the work the developers have been putting into this game. To no one’s surprise, the game is being modeled on an Elder Scrolls type approach, i.e. first person, as opposed to the bird-eye view of the first two games. In this case it’s not bad a thing, because it really allows for some amazing graphics, and Bethesda has certainly proven itself and the first person perspective through its Elder Scrolls games, most notably Oblivion. Some people seem annoyed with the perspective change, but as a hard-core Fallout fan, what matters more to me is that they honor the spirit of the game. Frankly, one of the reasons I’m exited about Fallout 3 is to see the Fallout world transported to next-gen, and this is clearly the way to do it.

Furthermore, Bethesda clearly has the series’ best interests at heart. So far, it seems they’re sticking to the humorous 50’s Cold-War style, honoring the excellent detail rendering of characters, and beginning the game in a Vault. They are also accommodating those RPG fans who may miss the turned-based gameplay of the originals with a system similar to Knights of the Old Republic (i.e. being able to pause the game, and pick a string of attacks to be executed). Setting the game initially in Washington D.C. is also a cool touch, and the early development shots revealed at E3 of the decimated city are appropriately eerie and cool. Being able to hand-craft weapons, or improvise ammunition should also be a neat touch, so it definitely sounds like Bethesda is on the right track here, and given their past record, I don’t foresee that changing. The only thing I see changing is my patience to wait for this game. Supposedly the game should hit early 2008 but we’ll just have to wait and see. Till then, I should figure out if my job will allow me a leave of absence for video gaming. I am hopeful.

Resident Evil 5

Probably one of the most talked-about games at the E3, despite the fact that nothing was revealed or announced. The entire buzz stemmed from a brief, barely one-minute clip that really didn’t show anything at all, or at least not anything that provides us with any concrete answers. The thing is though, after the brilliance of Resident Evil 4 (which, in this author’s opinion, is one of the best games he has ever played), most of us are salivating so much for anything about the next installment that we’ll dive heard first into a dirty pavement like a zombie searching for scraps. Some things can be deduced from the brief trailer. It seems to be following RE4s lead, in that we are not dealing with traditional zombies here. We’ve also got another run-down lower class location, this time it appears to be somewhere in a desert-y plain, which could mean it takes place anywhere from Africa to the Middle East or South America. The graphics are nothing short of stunning. The idea, as the producer recently revealed that the game will take place in open daylight makes the game even scarier. Throw in the new element that emerging from the darkness into the direct light will temporarily blind you, thereby exposing you to whatever evil lurks nearby, is another cool addition. It may be a long wait till this game ever sees daylight (get it?!), but even though the trailer ultimately didn’t give us much, maybe we should just be grateful for what scraps we can get, and pretend their a thanksgiving feast. Based on the press’ reporting of the trailer, I think that’s happening already anyway.

Star Wars: The Force Unleashed

My growing distaste for George Lucas and his repeated whoring of his creative child over the years has admittedly, and unfortunately, begun to inhibit my ability to be excited about anything Star Wars related anymore. Probably the only reason I loved the Knights of the Old Republic series so much was because of the influence of its developers, not so much the license. Sure, I also dug the Jedi Knight series, but that was how many years ago now? Every Star Wars game since has failed to entice me in any way. Until now. I have to concede, Force Unleashed looks pretty damn wicked. Being Darth Vader’s apprentice is helpful. Seeing the main character force throw a lightsaber into a storm trooper dangling in the air and then force push him away with the saber still in him? Pretty cool. Seeing the main character hit the ground and send something like ten storm troopers flying in all directions, crashing into objects as glass explodes into little pieces everywhere? Even cooler. With the multitude of cool force powers being displayed in this game, and the character seemingly using different powers from second to second, if not simultaneously, the only thing I am curious about is how seamlessly the controls will be in order to accomplish it all. For now, I am content to just be amazed at how cool it all looks.

MGS 4

Though in many ways the trailer shown at E3 didn’t show us anything new game-wise except to reveal some minor hints regarding the plot, this trailer blew my mind for one and only one reason: the fight between Raiden and Vamp. There’s no point in my even describing it, because it wouldn’t do it justice. Just track it down on the net and have a gander. All I will say is that I think it may be the most wicked and best choreographed fight I have ever seen in anything, which includes the home-made martial arts movies I made on my six millimeter back in my youth. Few could face the physical might of Alex “The Honeydew” Blossom.

By Miles Baker, Owen K. Craig, and Tom Kerr

Owen’s Book

For the next few weeks Owen is working in the small Northern Ontario town of Meaford and is not able to access a comic book store. Instead, before he left, he used random.org’s random integer generator to create some random numbers. He then counted down the shelf number, comic box, and comic until he found his RANDOM ARCHIVE COMIC OF THE WEEK!

The Uncanny X-Men #359
Written by Joe Kelly and Steve Seagle
Art by Chris Bachalo and Ryan Benjamin
Marvel Comics, 1998

The X-Men got me into comics, and as such, they will always have a special place in my nerdy heart. But the more I read comic books, the more I realize something: more often than not, X-Men comics are terrible. I was lucky enough to miss the comics of the 90s, which I’ve heard was a near-unreadable time for my favourite band of mutants. Today, however, I’ve drawn a random book from that time and will judge for myself.

This issue centers on Rogue, who happens to be my favourite X-Man, so I was off to a good start. In this issue, she is offered a possible cure for her mutant power, which would allow her to touch people again. I’ve always found the idea that Rogue’s power sucks away her humanity by barring her from human contact to be an interesting one, and to juxtapose this story with one about Jean Grey losing her powers and feeling cut off from humanity works really well.

Chris Bachalo as a penciller is an acquired taste, one I have not acquired quite yet. In this book, especially, his pencils are off-putting and the characters come off as rubbery and inhuman. I don’t know how much that might (or might not) have been due to co-penciller Ryan Benjamin, but it was rather distracting.

Lastly, the issue of continuity must be addressed. One of the major complaints about X-Men books from the 90s is that you couldn’t read one book without reading about ten more. This issue had a little flap under the cover supposedly bringing you up to speed. But if that were the case, we wouldn’t need captions like “. . . near-invulnerability gleaned from the lasting touch of the former super-heroine Ms. Marvel years ago.” Seems to me, that’s the kind of information that could’ve been brought up in the recap, rather than in awkward text mid-issue.

The writing was good, if forced by the constraints of continuity-ridden plots, but with awkward artwork I found the book a tough read. I can’t recommend the book to anyone but the most hardcore of X-Men fans. And even then — only the ones who love Rogue.

Tom’s Book

Wolverine #55
Written by Jeph Joeb
Art by Simone Bianchi
Marvel Comics, 2007

The final line of this issue reads “and somewhere in the wind, I can hear the quiet, disturbing sound of . . . laughter . . .”

The laughter that Jeph Loeb can hear faintly in the distance is me, laughing at what a sad train wreck of an issue this is. Hyped as the final battle between Wolverine and Sabretooth, this arc was supposedly intended to breathe new life into the character and offer a new direction for the book. If this concluding chapter is any indication, the new life may be stillborn, and the new direction might be a spiral downward.

It doesn’t help matters that Loeb relies on two of the most overused devices in comicdom to tell his story — firstly, the constant use of captions to offer internal monologue; and secondly, frequently jumping back and forth between “Now” and “Earlier” as opposed to telling a linear story. Though neither is a bad device in and of itself, I’ve grown tired and resentful of both, and the issue would probably work better without them. And then, of course, there’s the fact that the writing itself is poor — characters like Cyclops, Emma Frost, and Wolverine all talk more like poor caricatures of themselves than their actual selves. Awkwardly inserted “hip” lingo and topical references to Canadian socialized health care all make Loeb sound like he’s trying desperately to be cool, and failing.

It is difficult to say much about the plot here without giving away some important spoilers, so let me simply say that it is convoluted, occasionally cheap, and plainly disappointing. Why, oh why, do so many writers think a character’s entire mythos needs to be changed for the character to be interesting again? Ed Brubaker respected, honoured, and drew from the mythos of Captain America when he took over that book a while back, and made it one of my favourite monthly reads. Maybe Loeb should take lessons.

Simone Bianchi’s artwork and the Comicraft lettering are both frustratingly melodramatic (although it could almost be argued as an achievement that lettering manages to be melodramatic), but still enjoyable and worthy of better writing than this. Even for the most ardent Wolverine lover, it’s hard to imagine any better reaction to this comic than boredom. Abandon all hope, ye who drop $3.75 (plus tax) on this.

Miles’ Book

Fallen Angel #18
Written by Peter David
Art by J.K. Woodward
IDW Publishing, 2007

The manager of the store where I buy my comics warned me before I bought this issue: “Did you buy the last one?” He knew that Fallen Angel isn’t one of my usual buys (because he knows I like to buy crap), and said I’d be pretty lost without the context. He was right, but I still liked this book.

The art is a little uneven. Woodward’s painted (and more suggestive than literal) backgrounds create an interesting contrast with his firm-lined characters. But from panel to panel the quality varies greatly; in some panels, the hooded characters look like they are missing half of their skulls, even though it has been established they have them.

Peter David, who I am familiar with from my days of reading Y.A. Star Trek novels, is clearly enjoying that he can include whatever the hell he likes at IDW: swearing, partial nudity, questioning God and His actions — the things he’d really like to do on X-Factor but can’t in case Strong Guy is optioned for a movie one day. David might be having too much fun though. Lee, his overcooked-steak-tough heroine, is too quip-y. They are great quips, but goddamn she’s sarcastic — even the internal monologue is quip-ridden. But Lee is interesting and I’m curious about her and her struggles from the quick glance I’ve been given them. I plan on acquiring more Fallen Angel soon to figure out what the hell just happened.

Steve Venright’s Top Five Books

Posted by art On July - 31 - 2007

Every now and again, we ask a local luminary to enumerate five pieces of literature, or “books,” which have deeply affected or influenced them at some point in their lives. It is our aim to introduce you to an artist, and to give you a sense of his or her tastes, while also providing you with a wealth of interesting literature to explore, in the hopes of raising our national and individual literacy levels to an all-time high.

Steve Venright

Steve Venright is the author of several books of poetry in prose, including Straunge Wunder, The Sleepy Turbine, and the forthcoming Floors of Enduring Beauty. He was interviewed for MONDO’s “Artist of the Week” feature, posted on July 16th, 2007. This is what he has to offer for this week’s Top Five:

Here’s a quick Top Five list with the theme of “revelation” — works that in various ways have opened my eyes and charged my neural circuitry. It’s a non-poetry/non-fiction selection, if you don’t consider the fact that the best works of journalism are somehow poetic and that every autobiography, by the very nature of memory, is to some extent fictional. I’m off on a pastoral retreat and don’t have any of these books on hand, so it’s only their most striking and immediately memorable aspects that I will touch upon.

1. True Hallucinations by Terence McKenna [Harper Collins, 1993]
2. The Stoned Apocalypse by Marco Vassi [Trident Press, 1972]
3. Towers of Deception by Barry Zwicker [New Society Publishers, 2006]
4.The Immaculate Perception by Christopher Dewdney [House of Anansi Press, 1986]
5. Maya Cosmogenesis: 2012 by John Major Jenkins [Bear & Company, 1998]

True Hallucinations is an outlandish psychedelic travelogue, an extraordinary theoretical treatise on the nature of reality, an examination of everything from ethnobotany and shamanism to UFOs and the “transcendental object at the end of time”. McKenna’s trippy and lovable sense of humour, scholarly and experiential wisdom, and ability to tell the story of a bizarre adventure in a fascinating way make this a definite “desert island” selection. As Terence wrote in his inscription of my copy: “Onward to Hyperspace!”

The Stoned Apocalypse is a book that Nicky Drumbolis recommended to me years ago. Now I’m telling you: go find a copy of the 1973 paperback edition with the groovy Herman Hesse-meets-the-porn-division-of-Harlequin cover. “Are you a seeker?” a young Marco Vassi is asked early on in this rambunctious memoir. Well, if you are and you love the idea of an exalted and depraved romp through the orgies, drugs, and singular spiritual disciplines of the late 60s, this is the masterpiece for you. Vassi reflects (I’ll paraphrase) on one of the psychologists he encounters: “He never took acid — a fact I found peculiar in someone who claimed to be interested in the nature of the mind.” My favourite passage is his tremendously moving statement about modern man being a “frightened cloth robot”. (This is cheating, because it’s supposed to be a top five list, but after reading The Stoned Apocalypse, pick up a copy of William Kotzwinkle’s The Fan Man for a hilarious fictional follow-up to the transmutopian hippiedom of Vassi’s reminiscence.)

Towers of Deception is one of many brilliant recent books and anthologies (including Global Outlook’s 9/11: The Greatest Crime of All Time) seeking to dispel the monumental lies behind the official story of “9/11″. Zwicker — who was perhaps the first to tackle this subject on television, in a Vision TV special — focuses on media complicity in the telling of the big lie, and on the almost universal refusal of television stations and major newspapers to present facts other than those sanctioned and force-fed by the neo-con corporate machinery. Okay, that last bit sounds like the ranting of a “conspiracy theorist” — loathe that lazy dismissive simpleminded epithet — but I’m rushing and don’t have time to attempt to emulate Zwicker’s succinctly reasoned and exquisitely poised journalism. Fortunately, the theme of the book necessarily involves analyses of the events of that day in such a way as to leave little doubt that “inside job” is at least a distinct possibility, if not almost a certainty. This is a brave and significant book written with a lucidity and poignancy that should inspire a new generation of truth-seekers.

The Immaculate Perception is one of many Christopher Dewdney books I could single out for praise as a revelatory work, the titles of which alone are enough to expand consciousness by at least three centimetres: Fovea Centralis, Spring Trances in the Control Emerald Night, The Cenozoic Asylum, Predators of the Adoration…. This is an early example of Dewdney’s non-fiction, predating acclaimed works such as 2004’s Acquainted with the Night. Its form is a little different from standard non-fiction, being closer in ways to Dewdney’s own prose poetry: a sequence of fairly short “takes” on the biology and psychology of consciousness. This book is fun in the way that books on neurology for the layperson are fun, but it’s also charged with Dewdney’s numinous observational sensibility. And — like most truly visionary works — it can be really amusing too.

Maya Cosmogenesis: 2012 is primarily a book about Mayan and Aztec calendrics as they relate to our current temporal phase, here at the end of Baktun Thirteen. John Major Jenkins speaks with a voice that’s commendable in its scholarly expertise but also infused with a spiritual curiosity that gives this book its radiant appeal. This is not his most recent work but it may be a good place to start. It has informed other impressive titles that have also dealt with the end of the Maya calendar and our current world situation, among them Geoff Stray’s Beyond 2012: Catastrophe or Ecstasy — A Complete Guide to End-of-Time Predictions, and Daniel Pinchbeck’s 2012: The Return of Quetzalcoatl. And — bringing this back to the start — it has an introduction by the great Terence McKenna!

Artist of the Week: Julio Ferrer

Posted by art On July - 23 - 2007

By Kerry Wright Zentner

Julio Ferrer was born in Cuba in 1973. He graduated from The National School of Art in Cuba in 1992. Since then, he has won numerous prizes for his paintings as well as for his satirical art. Ferrer is also an intelligent and enthusiastic man, which I discover upon meeting him in the gallery space above This Ain’t the Rosedale Library on Church St. His work has been exhibited there for the last couple of weeks as part of an off-site exhibit presented by Spence Gallery, and today he is minding the show on its last day of display. This gives us ample time to sit down for a conversation while guests mill about the space.

Seeing the art in person, the first thing I notice is that it’s much larger than I had expected, and a few of the pieces seem to swallow you in their deep colours and surfaces. The following conversation ensues. By the end, I feel that I’ve made a new friend. It’s a shame he’s only here until December.

MONDO: Tell me about your background. What were your first introductions to art and how did you get interested in painting?

Julio Ferrer: When I was a child, my grandpa introduced me to the first knowledge I had about art history. He also taught me to draw and paint. He painted in a very graphic way, cartoon-like, using flat colours and thick black outlines to build his images. He also used to paint scenes of graphic humour on pieces of cardboard. I guess that style influenced my work a lot.

MONDO: Tell me about your images. In some pieces there seems to be a correlation between tourism and pornography. What does that imagery mean to you?

JF: As an artist, I want to tell about the moment I live in and the way I see things around me. The pieces you mentioned belong to a series of work that tells a bit about the story of prostitutes in Cuba and their desire to meet a tourist, get married, and leave the country. I’ve used aggressive images in most of the cases as it’s not my interest to create art that looks beautiful, at least for telling this story. It’s well executed but also provocative and aggressive. I try to be smart with the ideas, so the conceptual side of the work should be very strong, from my point of view. I used what are basically close ups at a huge scale, so the images can swallow the spectator into the work. I mixed the bodies and faces of these women indulging in pleasure, with the element of the plane symbolizing the male. The colours I used (the colours of the Cuban flag) are very symbolic for me too.

MONDO: What is the importance of the Hokusai wave? Also, what is the importance of some of the other objects you paint (oars, propellers, airplanes)?

JF: The Hokusai wave has been with me through years of creative activity. When I studied art I loved the piece. I always thought it was huge, but I had the chance to see the original work one day in 1997. It was in Havana at a show of Japanese art treasures, and I was amazed by the small scale of the print and by how big I had imagined it to be. By that time, I had already made my first appropriation of the wave as coming out of a glass of wine during a toast. Three years later, I could finally afford to make the piece called “90 miles,” which was just the tsunami, but all in red. The size of the piece is 260 x 386 cm and it tells about the distance in between Cuba and Florida, and how thousands of Cubans have died in those waters while trying to follow the American dream. In general, I have used the symbolism of the wave to give multiple different lectures. I have turned it into sperm, smoke, had it coming out from a washing machine, had it as the image on a Russian black and white TV, etc. It’s an image that brings out different feelings and I want to approach those feeling as well, also using the beauty of that image.

The oar, propeller, and airplane are all things people use to leave the country. People take whatever method they think they can afford in trying to do that. For me, they are important elements as, in some of my paintings, these things are the representation of the Cubans who are trying to escape. It’s more authentic to represent the media they use to escape with, rather than the people themselves. It’s more symbolic of their attempts.

MONDO: Your work is humourous as well as political. Do you feel you have specific political statements you’d like to make, or is the humour the most important attribute of your work?

JF: My work is satirical, but in a positive way. I want to show things that make people reflect on something. I don’t pretend to make fun of things in a silly way, I want that people smile or laugh, but while they are reflecting on the theme of the images. When people refer to Cuba, the word “politics” comes to their minds, as if the politics of the country are wrong. I think every country on the planet has their good and bad things in terms of their politics. We [Cuba] are not perfect but we try to be the best we can, in my opinion. I just want to represent upon the canvas, for posterity’s sake, the moment in which I live, that’s all. And through the way in which I express that moment, to make it accessible to everybody with a thoughtful laugh.

MONDO: You’ve developed a wonderfully distinct graphic style. Are there specific artists or movements that have influenced you? What inspires you when you work?

JF: I might say that above all are Roy Lichtenstein, Andy Warhol, and Hokusai and all the Japanese erotic prints. I’m always with my muse, as well. At any time she could come by and drop me an idea, and in that single second I could be the happiest man in the world.

MONDO: How is Canada compared to Cuba for you, as far as being an artist goes? Is it easier for you to make a living as an artist in Cuba? What do you plan to do when you go back — do you have any future projects?

JF: I might say that I have been very lucky here. I’ve been getting commissions to do what I call POPtraits (portraits of children, basically in my pop-art style). Also, I have connected very fast with the art world here thanks to an invaluable friend who I’ve met with in Hamilton. But I still think I make a better living as an artist in my country, probably because I have recognition there, and here I’m only living for a few months. I sell my paintings there to tourists from all over the world. They are really into spending money on local art during their holidays. I’ll probably sell more of my paintings to Canadian tourists back in Cuba, than here. (laughs)

That is just how they differ in terms of selling art. The government in Cuba is also very supportive of arts. Galleries just want to show avant-garde art in their spaces, they don’t really care about selling; they just want to show the most experimental art. That fact allows me to show probably anything I want. I haven’t experienced that mentality here because galleries are concerned a lot with selling. This mentality even affects making the images themselves, their scale and such, because galleries depend on them being affordable to their clients. I know there are experimental spaces as well, but I haven’t had the luck of showing at them. Anyway, I prefer to do my art in my country, as I have less stress there, at least in matters of art.

In the future, I want to bring out a project based on my experiences in Canada. I’ve been working on sketches which I will develop once I go back to Cuba. I’m feeling like a sponge here, and when I go back I will turn all these emotions on to canvases. I will miss Canada, but it will last forever in my paintings.

You can contact Julio Ferrer at noesfacilcu (at) yahoo.es.

Review – Transformers

Posted by film On July - 23 - 2007

Transformers
Directed by Michael Bay
Dreamworks, 2007

By Caesar Martini

Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee….

Hee-hee-heee!!

Best movie of the summer.

Review — Sicko

Posted by film On July - 23 - 2007

Sicko
Directed by Michael Moore
Dog Eat Dog Films, 2007

By Caesar Martini

Michael Moore, perhaps the most controversial filmmaker in the past ten years, tackles the American health care system in what might be both his least controversial and most important movie to date.

Although it has the signature Michael Moore smugness, Sicko — unlike Fahrenheit 9/11 — is not a balls-out political attack on President Bush and the current American administration. It’s an attack on the United States’ terminally ill health care system.

This documentary is scarier than any thriller or slasher flick you’re likely to see in theatres. Well, scary if you live in the States, I guess. As a pampered Canadian with mostly-free health care, I found Sicko more horrifying than scary. Can you imagine the tops of two of your fingers being cut off, and then having the doctors tell you they can re-attach the one finger if you give them $12 000, and the second one for $60 000? Can you imagine being a 22-year old woman who develops cervical cancer, only to find that your health insurance company refuses to pay for chemo because “you’re 22 and too young to be getting cancer?” What the hell is up with that?

These are examples of what living is like in a country with a privatized health care system. The system’s sole purpose is to make money — which is best done by finding reasons NOT to pay for your health care needs. It’s ridiculous… actually, it’s obscene. I wonder how politicians can say with a straight face that socialized medicine will destroy the country, and that socialism is a communist tool, when successful socialized institutions such as the fire and police departments seem to be working out pretty well for them.

All this gives me the urge to move to France. Why surround myself with smelly cheese-eaters, you ask? Well:
1. Free health care
2. Free dental
3. Doctors make 24-hour emergency house calls
4. Minimum five weeks off paid vacation per year (even part-time workers)
5. Extra week off during the year you get married
6. Free day care
7. Free college education
8. AND…if you’ve recently had a child, the government will pay a person to come to your house twice a week and do your laundry. Vive la France!

Okay, so I’ll probably not be moving to France, but still, their example shows you how far behind North America is in some ways. See, USA? Lots of countries have socialized medicine and their society hasn’t exploded.

Sicko is a heartbreaking exposé of the sad state of affairs of Americans who get sick or injured. This is a must-see movie for anyone who wants to feel lucky about being Canadian, or who’s thinking of traveling through the States without buying some health insurance first.

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