Sour Strawberries Review

•July 8, 2009 • Leave a Comment

W.F. Tyrman’s review of Sour Strawberries has been published in this month’s edition of Kansai Scene.

The review, found on page 43, deals with the movie documentary by German filmmakers Tilman Konig and Daniel Kremers.

The film deals with the treatment of non-japanese workers in Japan. It demonstrates how Japan is unwilling to integrate them and allow them full employment and human rights.

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2 Articles Published.

•June 10, 2009 • Leave a Comment

W.F. Tyrman has been published twice in June.

The first article is titled “Monster Parents: Origins” appears in Kansai Scene while the other, “Money Matters” appears in Kansai Time Out.

Both are available in Japan.

Dead Poets Society

•May 14, 2009 • Leave a Comment

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This film has been on my Best Films list forever. Yet, it had been a long time since i watched it. The first time was at my father’s behest; “you must see Robin Williams’s two great movies, Good Morning Vietnam and Dead Poet’s Societ. While wandering around Tsutaya here in Osaka; wondering what to watch apart from Bobby and Frozen Time; both barely worth mentioning really. Then there it was, The Dead Poet’s Society.

     Having watched dozens of new movies this year, most of them new or from the last couple of years, it says something that this 1989 movie is by far better. I am not nostalgic for 80s fashion or music, but, so many of my favourite movies come from that era. An era when special effects got better but not enough to destroy character and story. This movie is all story; a wonderful one at that with an ending that shocked me even though i should have known it.

     Each of the characters from Knox’s awkward love, Charlie’s carefree abandon and embracement of individualism, Tod’s inwardness and Neil’s dreams turned bleakness represent my feelings of my past, present and aspirations. I believe we can all find something in the book. Especially in Keating’s abandment of the dry analysis of poetry. Rip out Pritchard PHD and Carpe Diem.

     I remember from University, not that long ago, that seizing the day was drugs, getting drunk and crazy or doing extreme sports. Or at least thats how i rationalised it or how it was impressed upon me. But, this film tells you more. It is about removing fears that stop you doing perfectly normal things, whether it be acting or asking that girl out you fancy.

      The parent’s and school’s reactions represent society’s inability to accept difference. Their unilaterality is interesting. Especially the parents. They represent something we think of as existing in England but it shows, its not unique to there. The parent’s live their lives through their children, shaping them as you shape a business or a lump of clay, not letting the child grow by themselves. Makes me glad my parent’s were supportive but let me go my own way.

     I would recommend this film for everyone. I’m not a good reviewer, that is plain enough to see, but, this movie is worth seeing and keeping!

KTO Article: Taketomi

•April 6, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Read my debut article in May (2009)’s issue of the Kansai Time Out magazine.

The article deals with my trip to Taketomi island in February and can be found on page 32. Check out the website for more information on the magazine:

http://www.kto.co.jp/

The article covers 2 pages and 1,500 words. The website and article display a photo of a Water-buffalo pulled tourist wagon. The article also has two further photos, one of Nishi-sanbashi (western pier) and a wall and tree near the island’s only school.

 

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Taketomi is a small island in the far south of Japan in a region known as Yaeyama. It is one of the smaller islands but also one of the most accessible. it lays a mere 15mins off Ishigaki island (closest airport).

My thanks to Misa Tsutsumi for helping me arrange my visit, the staff of the restaurants and buffalo-wagons for their help and also the local Gods who did not punish me for trespassing on their shrines (i should have read the sign before i went inside).

W.F. Tyrman.