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1/26/2018
8/27/2017
Solanin
By Inio Asano
Assistants: Yuichi Watanabe, Takashi Kondo
Translation: JN Productions
Touch-up/Letters: Annaliese Christman
Design: Amy Martin
It’s no longer an original observation to point out that the boundaries between adolescence and adulthood have become hopelessly blurred. Stories about contemporary youth working through the disappointment arising from quashed dreams, failed relationships, unsatisfying career trajectories, while wondering when they’ll grow up, are familiar territory, especially to an audience living in developed nations. Nowadays, personal crisis is simply to be anticipated with every major turning point. I blame the economy for our present melancholia. At any rate, when Solanin was first published in english back in 2008 (the year I began this blog), there weren’t any manga around that closely resembled it. Most manga being translated at the time could probably be stereotyped as being focused on the more juvenile end of the emotional spectrum: fantasies featuring rebellious boys showing off their cool fighting moves or doe-eyed girls immersed in maudlin romance. But manga readers were already growing up, and publishers had to keep up by dipping into a greater range of works from Japan. Solanin can be excruciatingly beautiful in its down-to-earth realism. It’s a manga that will most likely resonate with anyone who's ever been accused of being a slacker, a dreamer, a snowflake, or a man-child. At over 400 pages, it’s an extended meditation on youth struggling with the contradictions of a modern society that pays lip service to self-expression while demanding its members tamp down on all that nonsense and grit it out. Making his official english language debut, creator Inio Asano doesn’t attempt to find an answer. He just keeps it intimate and personal with a small cast.
Solanin arrived when Naruto and Fruits Basket were still defining the manga aesthetic to many western fans. Asano’s art (with help from his credited assistants Yuichi Watanabe and Takashi Kondo) could still be recognized as manga in appearance, but certainly less kawaii in execution. His youthful cast often look uncomfortable inhabiting their own bodies. They haven’t yet completely shed their baby fat, or the gangly forms of their teenage years. And there’s the half-assed facial hair found on the male characters serving as a constant reminder of oncoming maturity still delayed. The visuals are not only as detailed as anything found in manga, but realistic to the point that they’re clearly being photo referenced. The overall results are not exactly attractive. Sometimes the cluttered backgrounds can even be a little distracting to the action taking place in the foreground. But the Tokyo of Solanin definitely feels lived-in: an actual city haphazardly composed of narrow and overcrowded streets.
Asano’s meticulous approach is designed to convey the mundane existence of Meiko Inoue, a twenty something women stuck in a dead end job working as one of Japan’s countless office ladies. She cohabits her riverside apartment with her boyfriend Naruo Taneda, whom she calls Taneda. He’s also ensnared in his own thankless work routine he couldn't care less about. Meiko sees in her colleagues nothing but moral compromise. “Adults are made of ‘who cares?'... As long as I’m not caught, who cares?... They pay well here, so who cares?” When she finally can’t stand being surrounded by their mediocrity, she quits. Meiko’s now free to pursue her passions, only to discover she has no clue as what to do with all her free time. Her unemployed status makes Taneda the primary breadwinner of the household, something he gradually comes to resent. Asano’s careful tracking of the growing fiction in their relationship is one of the highlights of the manga. Taneda says all the right things wanted from a supportive boyfriend when Meiko announces her decision to quit. But the subtle sadness expressed by his face and body tells an entirely different story. Taneda fails to meet Meiko’s eyes whenever they begin to have a heartfelt conversation. Before long, his inability to communicate his true feelings causes Taneda to fall into a funk.
But Taneda finds likeminded company in the form of his friends Rip and Kato. The three had formed a rock band during their time in college, and they continue to maintain it as a hobby of sorts. In the meantime, Rip and Kato have each settled into their own respective rut. Neither of them believe they’ll ever achieve anything of great consequence with the band. However, it’s not long before Meiko begins to prod them into taking it more seriously. This sets up the principal thematic conflict: whether it’s better to reach for your dreams even when they’re obviously unrealistic. Or is it better to coast through life knowing your limitations?
Asano spends the first half of Solanin slowly ramping up the tension between his young quartet. It’s delightful low-key stuff built around elliptical conversations that first seem to be heading somewhere, only to veer off when something new catches their attention. The little arguments that Meiko and Taneda have are the kind of fights which stem when people circle around the main topic they’ve been studiously avoiding. These many interactions work because of the expressiveness of Asano’s character designs. But there’s a huge plot twist that occurs at the very middle of the story which slightly alters the tone of the manga. What began as a quiet slice-of-life narrative suddenly becomes more dependent on noticeable dramatic beats to propel it towards a slightly more conventional destination. The kind expected of any emotional account of the performing artist trying to make it big in the industry. It isn’t an unambiguously happy conclusion for Meiko and company. Far from it. But Solanin sacrifices some of its initial realism to arrive at it.
For all that, the manga’s climactic concert scene is a thing of beauty. Comics as a visual medium can’t reproduce the aural qualities of music. But Asano manages to capture the mood of the concert through a forceful series of wordless panels. Witnessing their kinetic release as the band powers through with their instruments is immensely gratifying since it comes after many pages of rehearsal sessions that seem to go nowhere. It’s the one glorious moment of clarity they've been seeking, knowing that the complications of their lives will inevitably overtake them again.
Assistants: Yuichi Watanabe, Takashi Kondo
Translation: JN Productions
Touch-up/Letters: Annaliese Christman
Design: Amy Martin
It’s no longer an original observation to point out that the boundaries between adolescence and adulthood have become hopelessly blurred. Stories about contemporary youth working through the disappointment arising from quashed dreams, failed relationships, unsatisfying career trajectories, while wondering when they’ll grow up, are familiar territory, especially to an audience living in developed nations. Nowadays, personal crisis is simply to be anticipated with every major turning point. I blame the economy for our present melancholia. At any rate, when Solanin was first published in english back in 2008 (the year I began this blog), there weren’t any manga around that closely resembled it. Most manga being translated at the time could probably be stereotyped as being focused on the more juvenile end of the emotional spectrum: fantasies featuring rebellious boys showing off their cool fighting moves or doe-eyed girls immersed in maudlin romance. But manga readers were already growing up, and publishers had to keep up by dipping into a greater range of works from Japan. Solanin can be excruciatingly beautiful in its down-to-earth realism. It’s a manga that will most likely resonate with anyone who's ever been accused of being a slacker, a dreamer, a snowflake, or a man-child. At over 400 pages, it’s an extended meditation on youth struggling with the contradictions of a modern society that pays lip service to self-expression while demanding its members tamp down on all that nonsense and grit it out. Making his official english language debut, creator Inio Asano doesn’t attempt to find an answer. He just keeps it intimate and personal with a small cast.
Solanin arrived when Naruto and Fruits Basket were still defining the manga aesthetic to many western fans. Asano’s art (with help from his credited assistants Yuichi Watanabe and Takashi Kondo) could still be recognized as manga in appearance, but certainly less kawaii in execution. His youthful cast often look uncomfortable inhabiting their own bodies. They haven’t yet completely shed their baby fat, or the gangly forms of their teenage years. And there’s the half-assed facial hair found on the male characters serving as a constant reminder of oncoming maturity still delayed. The visuals are not only as detailed as anything found in manga, but realistic to the point that they’re clearly being photo referenced. The overall results are not exactly attractive. Sometimes the cluttered backgrounds can even be a little distracting to the action taking place in the foreground. But the Tokyo of Solanin definitely feels lived-in: an actual city haphazardly composed of narrow and overcrowded streets.
Asano’s meticulous approach is designed to convey the mundane existence of Meiko Inoue, a twenty something women stuck in a dead end job working as one of Japan’s countless office ladies. She cohabits her riverside apartment with her boyfriend Naruo Taneda, whom she calls Taneda. He’s also ensnared in his own thankless work routine he couldn't care less about. Meiko sees in her colleagues nothing but moral compromise. “Adults are made of ‘who cares?'... As long as I’m not caught, who cares?... They pay well here, so who cares?” When she finally can’t stand being surrounded by their mediocrity, she quits. Meiko’s now free to pursue her passions, only to discover she has no clue as what to do with all her free time. Her unemployed status makes Taneda the primary breadwinner of the household, something he gradually comes to resent. Asano’s careful tracking of the growing fiction in their relationship is one of the highlights of the manga. Taneda says all the right things wanted from a supportive boyfriend when Meiko announces her decision to quit. But the subtle sadness expressed by his face and body tells an entirely different story. Taneda fails to meet Meiko’s eyes whenever they begin to have a heartfelt conversation. Before long, his inability to communicate his true feelings causes Taneda to fall into a funk.
But Taneda finds likeminded company in the form of his friends Rip and Kato. The three had formed a rock band during their time in college, and they continue to maintain it as a hobby of sorts. In the meantime, Rip and Kato have each settled into their own respective rut. Neither of them believe they’ll ever achieve anything of great consequence with the band. However, it’s not long before Meiko begins to prod them into taking it more seriously. This sets up the principal thematic conflict: whether it’s better to reach for your dreams even when they’re obviously unrealistic. Or is it better to coast through life knowing your limitations?
Asano spends the first half of Solanin slowly ramping up the tension between his young quartet. It’s delightful low-key stuff built around elliptical conversations that first seem to be heading somewhere, only to veer off when something new catches their attention. The little arguments that Meiko and Taneda have are the kind of fights which stem when people circle around the main topic they’ve been studiously avoiding. These many interactions work because of the expressiveness of Asano’s character designs. But there’s a huge plot twist that occurs at the very middle of the story which slightly alters the tone of the manga. What began as a quiet slice-of-life narrative suddenly becomes more dependent on noticeable dramatic beats to propel it towards a slightly more conventional destination. The kind expected of any emotional account of the performing artist trying to make it big in the industry. It isn’t an unambiguously happy conclusion for Meiko and company. Far from it. But Solanin sacrifices some of its initial realism to arrive at it.
For all that, the manga’s climactic concert scene is a thing of beauty. Comics as a visual medium can’t reproduce the aural qualities of music. But Asano manages to capture the mood of the concert through a forceful series of wordless panels. Witnessing their kinetic release as the band powers through with their instruments is immensely gratifying since it comes after many pages of rehearsal sessions that seem to go nowhere. It’s the one glorious moment of clarity they've been seeking, knowing that the complications of their lives will inevitably overtake them again.
Labels:
Inio Asano,
manga,
music,
Review,
seinen,
slice-of-life,
Solanin
7/29/2017
5/25/2017
More Nonsense: Kung fu Kenny Edition
Go to: DNA, by Kendrick Lamar
Marvel had to release a statement to reassure fans, due to the backlash over its latest event Secret Empire.
At Marvel, we want to assure all of our fans that we hear your concerns about aligning Captain America with Hydra and we politely ask you to allow the story to unfold before coming to any conclusion.1978 documentary The World of Comic Books is now available online. It's an interesting time capsule of the Bronze Age comics industry, complete with onomatopoeia (pow, swoosh, boom!), canned sound effects, and accompanying bombastic narration that could have been written by Stan Lee himself. The documentary even gets to throw shade at the casual sexism of comics fandom. But the best part is seeing artists such as Neal Adams, Jim Steranko and Trevor Von Eeden in their prime.
Nicola Streeten reports on two comics exhibitions: Shoah et bande dessinée and The Inking Women.
Jia Tolentino profiles G. Willow Wilson.
Christopher Butcher talks TCAF.
Tom Spurgeon reports from this year's TCAF.
It's time for the Jedi to end. And it just took 40 years.
Shawn Setaro on the connection between kung fu cinema and hip hop culture.
Robert Foyle Hunwick on the rise of Chinese fight clubs.
Maren Williams on the sedition charges brought against Fahmi Reza for portraying Prime Minister Najib Razak as a clown.
Charles Pulliam-Moore on the death threats levelled against transgender webcomic creator Sophie Labelle.
It boggles the mind that there are racist Star Trek fans who reject the cast of the latest series Discovery. It's Star Trek!
R.I.P. Roger Moore (October 14, 1927 – May 23, 2017). He was the James Bond of my generation.
Labels:
art,
Captain America,
Commentary,
convention,
Euro-Comics,
fighting arts,
film,
G. Willow Wilson,
gender roles,
illustration,
industry,
Mixed Martial Arts,
music,
politics,
race,
Star Trek,
Star Wars,
superhero,
webcomic
3/11/2017
Music Video: Cheeseburger Backpack
Go to: The Shake Ups (via Katie Schenkel)
12/31/2016
More NonSense: Die 2016!
The Beat Staff list their best comics of 2016, Also the best films, and games.
Vox lists their best comics of 2016.
ComicsAlliance lists their best comics of 2016.
ComicsAlliance remembers the people in comics who died in 2016.
Sean T. Collins on the Fascism of The Walking Dead.
Remember that infamous American Sailor Moon adaptation? Rich Johnston does.
Tom Spurgeon and Michael Dean present an excerpt (Pt 1, 2) of We Told You So: Comics as Art. That Gary Groth, what a scamp.
Sean T. Collins lists The 50 Greatest Star Wars Moments. Did you know that Star Wars continuity is a complete mess like any other longstanding franchise? And its politics are pretty extreme, to say the least.
Rogue One introduced the Guardians of the Whills, recalling one of the more obscure pieces of Lucas lore. But even more interesting is that these characters were played by Donnie Yen and Jiang Wen. Apparently, Chirrut Imwe and Baze Malbus are the new Finn/Poe? Makes sense to me.
But the most unfortunate news of all was the death of Carrie Fisher (October 21, 1956 – December 27, 2016), followed a day later by her mother Debbie Reynolds (April 1, 1932 – December 28, 2016), which I covered here.
Mark Peters dredges up the old debate of Jack Kirby's possible influence on the Star Wars franchise.
Beethoven!
Elle Collins on the repercussions faced by creators working on corporate properties when they express dissenting opinions.
R.I.P. George Michael (25 June 1963 – 25 December 2016). This year has been kicking our ass.
Whitney Phillips and Ryan M. Milner blame Poe's Law for making 2016 such a terrible year.
Labels:
animation,
anime,
cartoon,
Charles Schulz,
Commentary,
creator rights,
fantasy,
film,
gender roles,
industry,
Jack Kirby,
Ludwig van Beethoven,
music,
Peanuts,
politics,
Star Wars,
television,
The Walking Dead
12/14/2016
More NonSense: And Love Is Love Is Love Is Love
Lin-Manuel Miranda gave a great 2016 Tony acceptance speech.
School Library Journal lists the Top 10 Graphic Novels for 2016.
Christopher Butcher lists some things he likes about Christmas.
Glen Weldon on that old chestnut, superheroes and Fascism.
Glen Weldon makes the case for dropping the label "graphic novel." While his arguments have merit, I suspect the term will stick around for a bit simply because the publishing industry seems attached to it.
R.I.P. Richard Kyle, the inventor of the term "graphic novel."
Magdalene Visaggio on the New Sincerity of the latest generation of comics creators.
Alli Joseph on the animated feature Moana, and Disney's long history of cultural appropriation.
This story about a young Supergirl fan has been making the rounds on the internet.
Kevin Wong on Peppermint Patty as feminist symbol.
11/12/2016
More NonSense: The Trump Effect
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10 Cartoonists React to Trump Winning the Election: Kendra Wells |
On a note more pertinent to this blog, Trump's presidency will most probably have a chilling effect on intellectual enquiry and creative expression, especially in the already fragile comics industry. Here's more commentary from Sean Kleefeld, Tom Spurgeon, Heidi MacDonald, Tim Holder, Humberto Ramos, ComicsAlliance,
Did you know that Peter Kuper drew a comic predicting the Donald Trump Wall for Heavy Metal Magazine in the July 1990 issue?
Seth T. Hahne lists the 75 Best Comics by Women.
J. Scott Campbell redraws Riri Williams, after dismissing the negative reactions towards his original cover illustration for Invincible Iron Man.
R.I.P. Leonard Cohen (September 21, 1934 – November 7, 2016).
10/02/2016
Cartoon Blog: Rebecca S
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Tell me why I feel so bad, honey |
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It’s Over, Isn’t It |
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Smoky Quartz |
Go to: Rebecca S, by Rebecca Sugar
9/30/2016
6/23/2016
Webcomic: The Beatles 50th-anniversary Japan tour
Go to: KKBOX, by Naoki Urasawa (via Shaun Manning)
4/25/2016
More NonSense: Purple Rain
Heidi MacDonald and Rich Johnston on the sexual harassment allegations against Superman editor Eddie Berganza, brought up after the firing of longtime Vertigo editor Shelly Bond.
Prince, one of the great pop musical icons of the Eighties, died at his Minnesota estate, Paisley Park. He was 57.
Keith Knight offers a comic tribute to Prince’s “1999” album.
Prince as a comic book character by Dwayne McDuffie.
Star Wars and the martial arts in America.
2/28/2016
Webcomic: Cash '68
Go to: KEXP, by David Lasky (via Wim Lockefeer)
12/17/2015
12/10/2015
Video: California Christmastime
Go to: The CW, by Rachel Bloom and Vincent Rodriguez III, et al.
As someone who's spent a lot of time in Southern California, this hits close to the mark. Happy Holidays!
6/08/2015
Congratulations to Alison Bechdel: Fun Home wins Tony Award for Best Musical
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Sara Krulwich/The New York Times |
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Sara Krulwich/The New York Times |
Go to: New York Times, by Michael Paulson and Patrick Healy (via Heidi MacDonald)
Based on Alison Bechdel’s graphic novel memoir about growing up gay in a funeral parlour, Fun Home’s award haul included best original score and book for Jeanine Tesori and Lisa Kron, best leading actor for Michael Cerveris and best director for Sam Gold.
- Nancy Groves, The Guardian
Earlier this spring, Bechdel told NPR she was surprised by the idea of turning her memoir into a musical. "I thought it was crazy," she said. "I didn't know how it was even possible." But Lisa Kron and Jeanine Tesori spent seven years making it happen, turning the life story of a middle-aged lesbian cartoonist into a smash Broadway hit.
- Camila Domonoske, NPR
Broadway pros clearly appreciated the show’s originality and its in-the-round immersive staging. There was whooping and ovations when “Fun Home’s” Lisa Kron and Jeanine Tesori became the first all-female team to win a Tony for best score.
- Cynthia Littleton, Variety
12/25/2014
Video: Lonely Hulk
Go to: NBC Classics
"The Lonely Man" musical theme to "The Incredible Hulk" 1978 TV series composed by Joseph "Joe" Harnell.
1/20/2014
Video: Every Major's Terrible
Go to: SFU Choir (via Robert Gonzalez)
Inspired by Randall Munroe's xkcd strip: Every Major's Terrible
"I'll just put you down for Liberal Arts." Ha ha! Actually, that hits a little too close to the mark. DAMMIT!
12/27/2013
Video: A Very Fangirl Christmas
Go to: Only Leigh by Leigh Lahav (via Meredith Woerner)
12/24/2013
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