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“The Journey Home is Never Too Long”

I nearly screwed up my journey home. I had assumed that my flight was in the night, just like my colleague’s was, a couple of weeks ago. The plan was to come to office on Monday morning and bid farewell to my colleagues. Happened to glance at the time on my tickets on Sunday night, and gah – the flight was at 2:15 in the day. Take into account the fact I would have to be present at the airport 3 hours before the check-in time ( I had excess baggage – yes, haha, I know ) and that Monday morning was peak traffic time on the freeway, getting to the office was out of the question. Took several deep breaths to calm self down. Man, if I hadn’t double-checked, I would have been stranded. Phew.

Check-in went by completely bereft of incident, major or minor. The person behind the counter didn’t even blink when I hefted the three pieces of baggage onto the scale – not even at the fact that all of them were on the higher side of the 32-kilo limit. I took out two of the heavier bits of my handbaggage, the mammoth Ode To Kirohito and the two volume Finder/Keeper collection before putting it onto the weighing machine, it came to 7.98 kgs. The limit was 7. The guy waved me in. Whew!

Again, fairly uneventful flight, marked by the successful reading and rereading of Ode To Kirohito, a 788 page medical manga that blows the previous Tezuka works I’ve read ( Buddha and Astro Boy ) out of the water. From what I had been hearing about it, this is more of gekiga than Tezuka’s all-ages stuff, marked by a lot of adult content and Christian symbolism. Turned out to be just that. What I had assumed was the way the book would end turned out to be addressed by Tezuka in the first 200 pages. It then proceeds in a direction that – goddamnit, I don’t want to ruin this for any of you, but rest assured it ends on a note halfway between upbeat and bittersweet.

Oh, and also read Finder and Keeper, Greg Rucka’s Atticus Kodiak novels, which The Flatmate got at the grand price of a dollar at a clearance sale. Effing excellent!

Born Under A Lucky Star Department: The Asian Art Museum in San Franciso was the exclusive US venue for an Osamu Tezuka retrospective exhibit. It started on June 2 and I went there on June 9th. Pictures were not allowed inside the exhibit, so instead I hung around the exhibit for about 5 hours. Amazing, amazing experience. Sample black and white pages from all of Tezuka’s major series, Phoenix, Melmo, Buddha, Blackjack, Kirohito, Astro Boy ( obviously! ), Apollo, Metropolis, Vampire, Crime and Punishment, Princess Knight. Coloured endpapers and chapter frontispieces from some of them, and gigantic facsimile pages ( which I didn’t particularly enjoy). The best part about the exhibit was the way it gave an insight into Tezuka’s growth as an artist – the creative use of the splash pages in works like Melmo, the detailed crosshatching in his later works, the increasingly adult-oriented stories he did as he progressed from being the pioneer of Japanese comics to The God of Manga. I also spent an agonizing half an hour in the museum store drooling over Tezuka prints. A day well spent.

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Mama I’m coming home!

I leave the US of A on Monday night.

In the last one and a half months, I have –

  • been part of a team that’s delivered a feature-complete product a day ahead of deadline.
  • seen my first Monet, Titian, Manet, El Greco and Gainsborough. And these were names I remembered off the top of my head.
  • visited my first comicbook shops.
  • bought out full runs of comics and manga and exceeded my weight limit by 20 kilos.
  • been to my first Comic book convention. Woo Hoo!
  • indulged in Major Comic art acquisitions, 32 in all.
  • managed to buy Perfect Gifts.
  • visited 5-level used record/CD/DVD outlets, each of which made me want to sit in a corner and whimper to myself.
  • held original first printings of the first three Dark Tower books in my hands, caressed them for about twenty minutes, put them back gently in their display cases and cried on the way out.
  • eaten The Crappiest Biryani Evah, and priced at 8.99$ to boot.
  • had surprise packages mailed to me from Spain.
  • become part-time Web Elf for the coolest Electronic Dance Music site ever.
  • not had the time to write about all these. Mostly because of point (1), but that will soon be remedied.
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Naanda bakayero?

Heh, now that the Spider-man 3 movie featuring Venom is out , there is a flurry of eBayers who are selling their Hot Copies of Amazing Spider-man 300 at very Hot ( read: expanded) prices. Now if only someone would tell them that Venom made his first (though admittedly brief) appearance in Amazing Spider-man 298. 298 also happens to be the first issue in which Todd McFarlane elbowed his way into Spider-man history. I think I shall go take out my autographed copy of ASM 298 and gaze at it fondly for a minute or two today.

Bought Absolute Watchmen off White Drongo the day it landed. Whoo hoo. What is Absolute Watchmen, you ask? It’s the remastered version of Watchmen by Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons, newly coloured, oversized with a couple of pages of extras in which Dave Gibbons shows off his thumbnails, Alan Moore shows off how he can write a page describing a single panel, and DC figures out a new way to get you to buy an old favourite. You ought to be happy with the trade paperback, really, leave the Absolute versions to the maniac Completist Bastards. Either ways, I am happy I got it at a discount and proceeded to reread it again. As always, Moore’s characters are too talky, and all of them, including Rorschach are quite erudite when it comes to explaining their motives and writing in their journals. The book is magnificent, the story is a landmark effort, but I still think Miracleman is better, and From Hell knocks both of them out of the park with its glory.

And then Vasu sent me Fragile Things, Neil Gaiman’s second collection of short stories which was released last year and made it to India just last month. I love you, Vasu.

( Sidetrack: Ennio Morricone on my playlist after a long, long time. )

52, DC’s 52-issue-long series which was released weekly over a period of one year, has just gotten over. eBay, here I come!

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