― Tadeusz Suchodolski, Wednesday, 17 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
I regularly buy dinner at a local Mexican taco joint. As well as having great Mexican food, the place goes light on cliched Mexican kitsch (i.e., sombreros, pictures of Acapulco), though this is probably because it's relatively small. Anyway, one of the restaurant's interesting features are the movie posters inserted in its plexiglas counter. The posters are of old Mexican films (I'm guessing late-Thirties to early-Sixties). There's one poster with Cantinflas, who was apparently a very famous film comedian in Mexico. Another poster is of a film with a child star (the Mexican Shirley Temple?) Yet another is a gangster film, starring some guy named Wolf Rubinski -- the really interesting thing about this poster are the paintings of the co-stars (colored in a very Grinch-y looking green, and they even look like the Grinch). There are also other movie posters from comedy films, a costume drama or two (Mexican Merchant and Ivory?), another detective film, etc.
What strikes me, and has motivated all this, is the real and interesting oddness of it. If one wants to learn about Mexican history or culture, there are probably tons of good books that talk about, say, the Aztecs or Pancho Villa or Frido Kahlo. But how many books are there (in English, anyway) about Cantinflas, cheapo Mexican films, Mexican pop-stars (Selena excepted, though she was really Mexican-American so perhaps she doesn't count in this discussion after all), or Mexican pop culture in general? It's all so odd, of course, simply because I'd not been exposed to it before.
I don't know if all this is making any sort of sense. I guess what I'm trying to get at is, one's reactions to the pop-culture of another, different country, to the kitsch and bric-a-brac of a different culture. Like walking into a Japanese department store or hearing Japanese pop (invitation to Momus!) Or an American (or Canadian, so that means you Dave Q.) coming to the UK and watching some run-of-the-mill BBC sitcom (not "Monty Python" or "Father Ted"). Or a non-American coming to the US and, say, tuning into one of the zillion Clear Channel stations.
― Ned Raggett, Wednesday, 17 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― mike hanle y, Wednesday, 17 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― mike hanle y, Thursday, 18 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
So, Madonna appears in Mediterranean countries as an inverted Catholic icon, and in Britain as a media magnate uberceleb, and in Japan as... well, to be honest I haven't seen a single image of Madonna here, so she's probably remembered as a cute 80s girl's girl who wears a lot of bangles.
And in Britain Madonna will be appearing alongside our more domestic star, Kylie, whereas in Japan she'd be appearing alongside Morning Musume or something. So the whole flavour and context would change.
Japan is a special case, because more of the pop culture here is totally homegrown. The music charts are dominated (I think 70% to 30%) by domestic artists. So whereas many countries (perhaps Mexico) would have their domestic culture as old local culture and their global culture as new American culture, Japan has *new* local pop culture which even manages (karaoke, Pokemon) to be global when it's exported. It also has new purely local pop culture: the insane blipping clatter of pachinko parlors, or the color screen internet services (games, porn) everyone is tapping into as they walk down the street or ride trains totally fixated on their iModes.
― Momus, Thursday, 18 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― a-33, Thursday, 18 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
The example of foreign popcult currently fascinating me and Andrew Lloyd Webber is Indian film music, which is recognisably doing the same sort of thing as 'pop' does here but has completely different conventions and tactics when it comes to getting to the catchy-song endpoint.
I disagree actually with Momus when he says that you get an inflated sense of your own country's importance when you don't leave it - rather you get an inflated sense of the US' importance, you tend to think that what has been imported to you must be huge and inescapable everywhere. Chris Evans isn't big in Japan? Tell me something I don't know. Madonna isn't big in Japan? Wow, that's interesting.
(This doesn't apply if you live in the US, obv.)
― Tom, Thursday, 18 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
You also think the US is incredibly violent when you watch US movies and TV, then when you move there you find it's safe and amazingly polite.
I think misunderstandings like these were one of the triggers of 9/11. Bin Laden and others, raised on US popular culture and determined to respond in kind, delivered the kind of fireballs and sensational macho moralism they'd seen in American films. The people they hit, though, were Bengalis, Swedes, Indonesians, Chinese, Irish, Polish, the whole gamut of global people who comprise the average New York street. But not the average American movie.
The High Prince of this gulf is Omar Sharif, a bit of a camp joke in the West, a (deserved) high-arts legend in Egypt, where he was discovered as a young man by Chahine, the grandfather of Egyptian art film, and (some argue) a more interesting and significant director than [well, insert appropriate better-known name here].
― mark s, Thursday, 18 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Colin Meeder, Thursday, 18 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― nathalie, Thursday, 18 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Chupa-Cabras, Thursday, 18 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― jel --, Thursday, 18 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― fritz, Thursday, 18 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Sean, Thursday, 18 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
It's as good a time as any to address this issue that's been bugging me for a while. I think it's safe to say that in 2002, your typical member of the rock intelligentsia knows quite well that at least since the sixties, absolutely amazing things were happening in many places not part of the continuum of over-familiar nations (USA/Canada/UK/Ireland/Australia). Yet where was the Western rock intelligentsia in all this when this stuff was going down? When not treated with silence, anything I can remember written circa 60's/70's about pop from other lands was, at best, mildly contemptuous -- you know, anything these other countries might come up with would probably just be shoddy imitations of the Real Thing by lame copyists in Beatle wigs.
[OK, I know that's not strictly true. Germany and Jamaica got hispter coverage back in the '70's and there were plenty of other isolated counter-examples, like "Je T'aime" and ABBA. This is all probably much more true in the UK than America. We don't have anything remotely like the Eurovision Song Contest, after all.]
Am I being myopic here? Was there serious consideration of, say, Japan, Brazil or West Africa by Rolling Stone, Creem or the NME from the late sixties/early seventies that I just don't know about? Or are my suspicions of cultural pariochalism by the early Western rock media right, and if so, why has this changed? (You could argue it really *hasn't,* if you'd like.)
― Michael Daddino, Friday, 19 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Tom, Friday, 19 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Momus, Friday, 19 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― mark s, Friday, 19 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
A. American public misrepresented by
B. American media leads to
C. Violence against A by those who see A's unwillingness to give their attention to anything but B.
The feminist 'porn is the theory, rape the practise' argument would say:
A. American women misrepresented by
B. American porn industry leads to
C. Violation of A by those led to think about A in the manner portrayed in B.
The rapist, in the feminist theory, thinks that women in real life are like women in porn. He can't make the distinction. He is the one duped, his view of reality distorted by media. He is too foolish to keep life and media apart. He comes crashing into real life with the mindset of a porn movie.
The terrorist refuses to keep life and media apart because whatever he does in real life, it's the pictures on TV that he is really after. They are the source of his power. He may know that life is not like that, but what interests him is not life, it's media. People's perceptions, and particularly the areas of 'fear' and 'the mythical'.
So the terrorist crashes into media using life (or, rather, death) as a kind of vaulting pole. He would argue that, unlike the rapist, he is not the one who has been duped. He is speaking to a duped general public in the language of their duping media.
So scratch my point about the 'tragic misunderstanding'. Maybe the terrorist
1. Understands very well the difference between media and life.
2. Doesn't care.
Of course, many rapists may feel exactly the same way. But that's not what the feminists were saying. They were saying that the rapist needed porn to change his behaviour in life. Porn was the root cause of rape. therefore porn must go. For the terrorist, media violence is not the root cause of their violation of life, merely a useful vehicle to the attention they crave.
― Bitsuh, Friday, 19 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
(also surely there'd be'd no need for war or hate or cars)
― mark s, Saturday, 20 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)