I mentioned last week that I had an idea for a new project. Jinxed it! It turned out to be neither fun nor easy, so it’s dead now. Instead, I’m sort of revisiting older territory and picking up where I left off with some drawing a few years back. I know there are quite a few of us who like starting projects but struggle to follow through — I see you, fellow millennial domain hoarders. Then I suddenly remembered my CliftonStrengths profile and realized it might contain an explanation.
Quick explainer: The Gallup “StrengthsFinder” or “CliftonStrengths Assessment” is a corporate version of a personality test that supposedly helps you identify your best and worst strengths (just don’t call them weaknesses!), to support personal development and team formation. My old employer paid for people to take it, and I found the results to be sensible, truthful, and probably quite helpful. There are 34 in total, presented to you in ranked order after you complete a timed quiz. My results skew towards the “Strategic Thinking” and “Relationship Building” groups, rather than “Influencing” and “Executing”. In fact, one of my weakest attributes is the one about “taking immense satisfaction in being busy and productive”.
The insight offered is that I get more done when paired with people I like who can bring that drive; supporting them motivates me more than feelings of competition or achievement. Left on my own though? Nah. I get excited about plenty of ideas, but the ones that actually ship usually fall into one of two camps: A) there’s someone else pushing alongside me, or B) the payoff is too good to ignore. So now I can stop feeling bad about not being productive, aka my natural state, and take the time to either find more creative partners or wait for the right thing to show up.
But then I wondered, could ChatGPT analyze my sequence of strengths and figure out how they interact within a person, and advise them on how to move through life? As it turns out, the answer is yes. It wrote me a spot-on profile, highlighted areas to watch out for, guessed my reasoning for certain decisions, suggested jobs that I’d excel in (matching what took me years to organically fall into), and when given Kim’s strengths, even advised how we might better communicate and work with each other. The kicker: I asked it to make me a playlist and it started with three Radiohead songs, saying “this is a Radiohead brain”. Not wrong!
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The VN I started last week, Tsukihime, kinda sucked. It was cringey edgelordy vampire fiction, but I forced myself to get through the main route then wiped it off my Switch 2. UGH.
The palate cleanser I chose to follow it up with was A Short Hike, and boy just one hour with that game outweighed the 15 hours or whatever I wasted on Tsukihime. It’s a very affordable indie game that I highly recommend, about a teenaged bird named Claire who’s been sent by her mom to go visit her aunt who’s a ranger in a beautiful national park. You just wake up in the morning and decide to hike to the peak to get cellphone reception. Along the way, you find treasure, play with other kids, and improve your ability to climb and glide. The whole thing is over in a couple of hours but it’s SO GOOD. And totally adorable. Here’s a link to the Nintendo eShop but you can also get it for a couple of bucks on PC, Mac, Xbox, whatever. Please buy it.
After all that sunshine and cuteness, I’m now playing the gloomy Lovecraftian horror fishing game Dredge for some psychotic reason, which James recommended to me some two or three years ago.
28 years later: While talking to someone about this NYT article on games that channel Studio Ghibli’s vibe, I remembered that I’ve never seen Princess Mononoke (1997) from start to finish. I think I’ve tried twice over the years, usually late at night, and fell asleep each time. This time I watched it by daylight, and was bowled over by how freewheeling and epic the world-building is. And for a film often cited as an anti-industrialization parable, it read more calmly fatalistic to me (is this Buddhist?) — yes, the destruction of nature is bad, but what did you expect would happen? Even the humans doing the polluting and killing aren’t evil villains, they’re agents of a system beyond themselves; as if the ultimate destiny of life is to extinguish itself, and that’s okay.
Lorde’s new album, Virgin, came out this week, and if her recent activities made me worry that she might have lost the plot partying too much with infamous drug fiend Charli XCX, then it’s a relief that the music here is brilliant, as ever. I saw Ryan Adams calling the album a “1000 foot wave” on IG, and humbling to him as a songwriter. After the soft tones of Solar Power, the production on this is a welcome return to bass and synths, satisfyingly resonant and forceful in Dolby Atmos. While she always worked well with Jack Antonof, this new partnership with co-producer Jim-E Stack has made music fit for 2026. The feeling it induces is what EDM was made to accompany: like the single best minute of a whole night out, when your conscious mind shuffles off into the background and leaves you to the beat.
My Switch 2 finally arrived on Monday, praise be. It turned out to be an imported European unit, so it has the right kind of power plugs, but the included download code for Mario Kart World would only work with an EU eShop account. It didn’t take long to make one, but it’s yet another needless fragmentation of my digital footprint.
It’s a fantastic improvement on the original Switch. It feels more solidly built, and the magnetic Joy-Cons don’t creak and give as much when supporting the console’s weight. The screen is enormous but since the original wasn’t exactly pocketable anyway, who cares? It seems powerful enough to keep up with game requirements for easily another five years. The only regression is battery life, which they’ll surely fix with a new model two years from now.
I have yet to play anything on it that graphically pushes into PS5 territory with ray tracing and photorealism; although running Mario Kart World at 60fps in 4K is definitely not something the old Switch could do. That same smoothness extends to Splatoon 3, which got a Switch 2 upgrade patch on Thursday for the franchise’s 10th anniversary, and it feels amazingly fast and fluid on the new hardware. The once painful load times have been reduced to almost nothing, which is nearly worth the price of admission all by itself. At the very least, reviewers agree it’s more powerful than a Steam Deck.
Bert was back in town on a last-minute trip, so we met up with some of the old gang for beers and the kind of talk that middle-aged people will get up to if you let them: aging parents, how everything was much better before, and how we’d like to retire voluntarily before AI forces us to. Jussi was once again unable to make it, but he had the acceptable reason of being out of the country.
It was WWDC week, and with the comprehensive OS updates that were announced, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that every Apple product experience will be changing this fall. I’ve had several conversations about the new cross-platform design language system they unveiled, which doesn’t have a name but is anchored by a new digital material called Liquid Glass, so people have just been calling it that. I wrote last week that I hoped the new look wouldn’t come with regressions in usability, specifically thinking about legibility and interaction clarity, but those are exactly the issues that everyone has been pointing out in the first developer beta. I’m hopeful that they’ll be able to moderate some of the more extreme decisions before the launch, but there’s no turning back. Like it or not, this is just how things are going to be for us users. What are you going to do, move to Android?
While talking to Michael again, one of us offered that Liquid Glass is simply a flex. It’s Apple building a visible moat with their superior silicon. Every iPhone, iPad, and Mac made in the last five years possesses power-efficient cycles to spare, which can’t be said of Android devices, save for a minority of the highest-end flagship phones. So when you look over someone’s shoulder in public and see morphing glass buttons accurately refracting the light coming off other elements on their screen at 60 to 120 fps, you’re looking at the digital equivalent of fine stitched leather. Luxury pixels. Veblen UI. Android manufacturers can’t follow Apple down this road without bifurcating the experience into cheap and premium versions, or forcing tradeoffs like reduced battery life and jankier animation.
The iPad got the most extreme makeover of all the platforms, and I’m a mixture of relieved, disappointed, and excited. Relieved that they’ve given up on trying to define some new paradigm for managing multiple apps on a screen; turns out the answer is just the same overlapping windows we’ve had since the first Mac. Mildly disappointed that if they couldn’t crack it after some 15 years, then maybe there just isn’t a better way. The universe might be more constrained than we’d hoped. And excited that the iPad will now be a truer laptop replacement for the majority of people, and with that increase in adoption perhaps we’ll get developers excited to build new kinds of experiences for it.
Screenshot from Apple.com
As a Vision Pro owner, I can’t wait for the improved Personas, sharing virtual spaces with people nearby, and the new “spatial scene” rendering from 2D photos. I’ve already spoken to some people in inSpaze who are rocking the new Personas, and they look 10x better and more realistic than the old ones. In fact, it’s given rise to a weird social dilemma that can only exist in this age. I’ve known these people for a while and we’ve talked with each other quite a bit, but suddenly overnight, their faces have changed and it feels like I’m meeting them for the first time — or realizing I never really had. One person in the group chat looked younger now that his Persona got more accurate. Another person looked older and more intense than his previous Pixar-esque Persona suggested he was. They mentioned feeling slightly uncomfortable with how realistically they’re now presenting — the opposite of the safety that I described back in August last year: “the use of Personas creates psychological distance; it’s you, but it’s also more a puppet that looks like you.” Well, now it’s just your real face for everyone to see. I apologize in advance.
I’ll leave you with two videos from Pulp, whose comeback album More continues to surprise me by being actually good, as if the band hadn’t gone anywhere for the last two decades. The first single has a great video (above) that uses generative AI in the best way possible. The second video below is a live performance of an old favorite, one of many appearances they’ve been making in support of the new stuff.
Last week when I said ‘God willing, my Switch 2 will be delivered on Friday’, I actually meant to say ‘inshallah’, and so, as punishment, it didn’t arrive. And because Saturday was a Muslim public holiday, the postal service didn’t deliver it over the weekend either. Why didn’t it come as promised? The seller made a real mess of things, opting for Standard instead of Express delivery (one working day vs. two hours), but that wasn’t even the worst part. They canceled one of my two orders at the very last minute, one I’d made for a friend, and offered no apologies apart from saying it would come at the end of the month when it’s officially released locally. They obviously took more orders than they had supply for! The name of the vendor is “Unrival SG” on Amazon, so use that knowledge how you will.
Ironically, I ordered a Japanese import Pro Controller 2 off Shopee on Thursday, and that arrived on Friday with no issues. As everyone has reported, it feels amazing — possibly the best-feeling controller I’ve ever used, especially its buttons and thumbsticks. Everything is dampened and silent; the amount of tension seems just right. The only thing that could improve this (for me, with my big hands) would be making it more like the PS5’s DualSense in size and hand feel.
I’m hoping it’ll come on Monday instead, which would make that a jam-packed day what with WWDC after midnight. I’m not expecting any new hardware or life-changing software features, so the main thing for most people will probably be the unified redesign. I really hope they smash it, and not ship a visual refresh that turns out to be a regression in usability.
Without a new console in hand, I thought I’d pass the weekend by starting on Like A Dragon: Infinite Wealth (PS5), the 8th game in the Yakuza series. It’s one of the highest rated RPGs of all time, sprawling in scope and packed with too many things to do, including “minigames” that are basically full-on Animal Crossing and Pokémon parodies.
But it turns out I still like the idea of console gaming more than the reality. Within an hour, I’d quit and gone back to reading manga and watching a guy hunt for retro games in Book-Off.
Kim is/was away for work again, and the weather has been rough (forecasted to touch 35ºC at some point this month), so I’ve mainly stayed in most days. Exceptions were made for a Korean chicken meetup and a couple of evening walks. The Vision Pro got an above average amount of use this week as I’ve woken up early enough to meet the American users I know on inSpaze, and because I wanted to watch a bunch of films in a theatrical environment.
The first I should mention was Sinners (2025), which was probably overhyped because I didn’t think it was the greatest film of the last decade or anything, although it was very good. What took me out of the moment was thinking about how it’s so structurally and thematically similar to From Dusk Till Dawn (1996), another film that delightfully switches gears halfway to become a vampire story out of nowhere. When I saw that as a teenager, my mind was blown. I didn’t think they put money behind films with premises that audacious. I suppose Sinners is that for a new generation.
The next was The Zone of Interest (2023), an A24 Jonathan Glazer film that got a lot of buzz at Cannes the year it came out, but I put it off because the subject matter seemed too heavy. It shows the unnervingly normal family life of the commandant at Auschwitz, with wife, kids, and servants in a home just outside the camp’s walls. As screams and gunfire are heard in the background throughout the day, and the ovens pump out smoke and fire at night, they just pretend like nothing’s wrong and it’s probably a more effective horror than setting vampires loose.
I was primed to finally confront it because I watched Alain Resnais’s concentration camp documentary Night and Fog (1956) on MUBI last Sunday — I didn’t mention it at the time because I was honestly too traumatized. For a 30 minute film, it packs a lot of unspeakable horror, images of brutality on a scale that you’ll desperately want to believe are a one-time aberration in history. Sadly, while the efficiency and nature of the gas chambers were perhaps unique to Nazi Germany, you just know that this is no different from any of the genocides that have taken/continue to take place. Watching it, you’ll believe that something is intrinsically broken in human nature, because even the victims of such crimes can’t even be counted on not to do the same to others.
I’ve been enjoying three new albums. The new Counting Crows which I’d been saving, Butter Miracle, actually might be a return to form based on my few spins so far. Its main issue is the difference in vocal sounds between the two halves, maybe owing to the fact that the latter half was recorded and first released as an EP a couple of years ago. But I’d say it’s their strongest work since Hard Candy.
Pulp is also back with their first album in 23 years, More, and it’s also a very strong comeback. The kind you don’t expect from an old band putting something out in the post-Covid era: they’re usually forgettable and anaemic, you know, like U2 albums after the 90s. But More might be classic Pulp — playful, raunchy, cynical yet open-hearted — with just a couple more decades on top.
Shura is also back with a new one, I Got Too Sad For My Friends, and it’s got some lovely songs as usual, recalling Fleetwood Mac (and by extension, recent Clairo) and even a little bit of Prince, with her use of synths.
The Murderbot series debuted on Apple TV+ and it’s a pretty straightforward adaptation of the first book, All Systems Red, with a bit of a plasticky comedic sheen that undercuts any sense of stakes, at least in the first two episodes I’ve seen. My main gripe is that Alexander Skarsgård feels wrong in the titular role (to me, obviously, versus how I read it), and has a strangely dorky, trembling quality to his voice that I didn’t think the SecUnit would. And that’s not just because someone said the robot reminded them of me.
Meanwhile I finished the fourth book in the series, Exit Strategy, and found it better but still pretty flawed. Ranked in order from best to worst: Book 2 > 1 > 4 > 3. I’m going to stop here for a few months, I think, and just watch the show as it comes out.
In need of a new Jack Reacher type of story, while not actually wanting to read a Reacher book because I’m almost running out, I started on Fearless by M.W. Craven. It features an ex-special forces type guy, the kind who’s had all the deadly training and whose records have been wiped clean, with the additional gimmick of a rare neurological condition that makes him literally incapable of fear. I’m about a third of the way through and so far they haven’t really made much use of this “power”, mainly saying that it makes him susceptible to making tactical errors, rather than imparting any advantage. Or perhaps it’s just that I’ve already read so much Jack Reacher — a man who doesn’t need a brain injury to be fearless. So far there are two books featuring this guy Ben Koenig, so maybe it’ll be a TV show someday.
Gamers may know Coffee Talk, a visual novel sorta game where you play a barista in a world where humans and mythical creatures co-exist, and the main game mechanic is making drinks to get the conversation going. I finished it a couple of years ago and thought it was okay, nothing mind-blowing. I’ve now started on the sequel, Coffee Talk Episode 2: Hibiscus & Butterfly. With the rainy mornings we’ve had this week, it turned out to be a great game to have on (even paused in the background while I did other things), because it often rains in the game world and the thunder mixed with its lo-fi beats soundtrack is pretty good. The game… more of the same. Cosy vibes, looks great, but the story doesn’t really grab me.
We often grade locally or regionally made things on a curve when they compete on a global stage, like if you see a game or song or movie made in Singapore and it isn’t a disaster, the relief you feel immediately gives it extra points. That’s sort of what’s happening with Coffee Talk, I think, because knowing it’s Indonesian earns it a little extra goodwill.
Since I chat with someone who’s actually in Indonesia, I asked Evan if he’d played these games yet and we ended up talking about the Nintendo Switch 2. Background: it launches globally on June 5, but no release date has been set for Singapore, Thailand, Malaysia, and the Philippines beyond “July to September”. Of course, there will be imported units sold as soon as it’s out overseas. On Shopee, one large local retailer has already listed the bundle with Mario Kart World ($500 USD) for S$849 ($650 USD). And it’s the European edition, with a download code for Mario Kart that might not work without an EU eShop account. I thought this markup was obscene, but Evan informed me the gray market price in Indonesia was even worse, at around $800 USD! That’s more expensive than a PS5 Pro, by the way. Nintendo’s global distribution game is so unbelievably weak that customers out here are being bled dry.
A little later on, I got a pop-up from Amazon Singapore saying Switch 2 pre-orders had opened. I tapped through and immediately bought myself the Mario Kart World bundle at S$769, with delivery on June 6, which is only a S$60 markup after tax and conversion at the current rate of 1.3 SGD-USD. BUT, you know they’re not going to sell it here at that rate, it’ll probably be closer to 1.4, which would make the official local price about S$750–760. So it was an easy decision, and Evan asked me to grab him one too (even after pricing in a plane ticket to collect it from me, still cheaper than the Indonesian price).
But you know what else Indonesia has gotten great at apart from indie games and scalping? Pop idols! 88rising debuted their new girl group, “no na”, and I saw them via a YouTube recommendation. Their videos feature lush green Indonesian landscapes (think Balinese rice fields), and their sound invokes 90s R&B (like XG) and retro dance pop — I think I heard 808s on one of the new songs. I hope they go places!
Speaking of XG, they just wrapped a successful tour that involved going viral for actually singing live at Coachella, and capped it off with a pretty great new song, Million Places. It’s a reflection on their experiences traveling the world and getting to see their fans, and it’s weird that I can’t think of many other songs like this; they seem to be more common in K-Pop. I think it would be considered kinda corny in Western music these days if not cut through with something “hard” or self-deprecating. I think it comes off as sweet and sincere here because they’re experiencing this kind of success for the first time.
Usually after an artist gets past this breakthrough phase, they get accustomed to fame and become insufferable. At least, that’s what you see in countless musical biopics. A Complete Unknown (2024) is no different, and boy does Timothée Chalamet nail the annoying twerp of a genius that young Bob Dylan (likely) was. The movie is by-the-numbers, the musical numbers are by-god-this-boy-is-good. Between this role and his war rally scene as Muad’Dib in Dune: Part Two (2024), I’m beginning to think Timmy C can play anything. Can Christopher Nolan please direct him alongside Robert Pattinson and Tom Hardy — as three brothers with wildly different accents and mannerisms? I think that would be amazing.
Still thinking about John Woo’s Mission: Impossible 2 (2000), I watched his recent comeback film, The Killer (2024), a remake of his 1989 film of the same name. It has some really absurd but satisfyingly built action scenes, and I enjoyed the whole thing. Especially Nathalie Emmanuel’s extremely physical performance: all the typical John Woo stuff — throwing yourself sideways while shooting, sliding on your knees, getting smashed into walls… and she looked incredible doing it. Francis Ford Coppola clearly saw her talent, but sadly no one watched her in Megalopolis (2024) beyond that one “Entitles me?” clip that went around.
We went to see Mission: Impossible — The Final Reckoning this weekend because I couldn’t wait anymore. So that meant we didn’t rewatch movies 5–7, just recaps on YouTube. Tom Cruise and McQ keep saying this film was “designed and built” to be experienced in a theater, but at several points I found myself thinking I’d rather be seeing it on my Vision Pro. I wouldn’t have to hear other people’s noises, and I’d be able to move my seat further back in the room and higher off the floor. I’d probably make the screen even bigger too. I’m now looking forward to buying it off the iTunes Store and watching it again “properly” when it comes out.
No spoilers: About the film itself… I gave it a 4/5 on Letterboxd. I want to give it a 4.5, but there are just too many weird gaps in the storytelling and some of it felt contrived. It might be a case of the action concepts coming before the dramatic ones. Starting from the first film, the franchise has steadily morphed from behind-the-scenes, twisty espionage thrillers to high-stakes save-the-world blockbusters — not unlike the trajectory of the Fast and Furious franchise. My take is that this escalation of stakes is neither necessary nor sustainable (much like last week’s questioning of doing ever more work with new technology). I’d gladly keep paying to watch Ethan Hunt and team take down spies threatening an oil pipeline or the life of a valuable undercover agent. The threat doesn’t have to be nuclear annihilation, and the bad guys don’t need to form an entire Rogue Nation or Syndicate to be taken seriously! But that’s how Hollywood rolls, so here we are, having to market this as the end of the series (although the stars are saying it might not be) because we’ve run out of threat headroom.
I saw someone say that Mission: Impossible ended just fine with Fallout (2018), and I think that might be the way. Look at Dead Reckoning and The Final Reckoning as two bonus movies, made years after the originals at the behest of some streaming giant with millions to spend. Kinda like what Netflix did with Gilmore Girls. They don’t have to be canon; they’re fun fever dreams in an alternate universe. Ultimately this is a very good popcorn flick, and at several times I caught myself with my fingers curled in front of my mouth, holding my breath — I just wished it were under different circumstances.
I read All Systems Red, the first book in Martha Wells’ Murderbot series. It’s about a security robot that’s hacked its own governor module, secretly sentient but pretending not to be, and mostly just wants to be left alone to binge-watch serials. Deeply relatable. Apple TV+ has made a show from it that’s meant to come out soon, and I can’t wait. Thankfully there are six more books (plus some novellas), so this could be their next Silo or Slow Horses: a long-running fan favorite franchise they get to keep making more of. If you like introverted robots with trust issues getting into some space shootouts, it’s a fun time.
Still on AI bots, since I paid for ChatGPT Plus again last week, I decided to update a custom GPT I made to serve as my personal editor and proofreader. It’s trained on a bunch of these very blog posts and now incorporates a detailed summary of my writing style into its prompt. It’s shockingly fun to work with and makes half-decent suggestions. If you’d like to try this, give ChatGPT access to a bunch of your writing, get it to codify your style as a JSON profile, then refine it by reviewing examples together.
It actually managed to write me a half-decent LinkedIn post from a premise I provided, not that I care to post on LinkedIn at all. After some editing and joint revisions, it’s now in a shape that wouldn’t make me cringe if I read it from someone else on LinkedIn. Wait, that’s not true. Everything on LinkedIn is cringe.
I’m not going to say a lot about Trump’s tariffs and the mess they’ve made of the stock market, but boy am I seeing red in my finance apps. I don’t know how Americans will be able to afford anything, and I’m kinda mad that this will affect the rest of us too.
Caught in the blast is Nintendo’s new Switch 2, which was detailed this week in a series of live broadcasts I’ve been anticipating for the past couple of months. The new GameChat and GameShare features they showed are very welcome, especially if we’re ever locked down in a future pandemic. They’ve done a lot to make playing with friends online feel like hanging out on the same couch. Unfortunately, the announcement was marred by a higher than expected price, something of an unforced error on their part, and people flooded the Treehouse livestream chat with calls to “DROP THE PRICE”. To make matters worse, the already unwelcome US price of $449 is now set to rise once they calculate the impact of tariffs.
We’ll be missing the June 5 launch in any case, with the official site saying “July–September in Singapore, Thailand, Malaysia, and the Philippines”. As for price, the original Switch launched at $299 USD, which should’ve meant about S$400 — but we ended up paying S$650 here, bundled with Breath of the Wild, because of limited supply and some greedy local distribution. I don’t expect the same kind of scalping this time, but I also wouldn’t be shocked to see it land at S$800. Can’t wait.
I still have so much to play on my old Switch OLED anyway, and this week I got started on Ace Attorney Investigations Collection. It’s a remastered version of the two Miles Edgeworth games from the Nintendo DS, the latter of which was never released internationally. Also in my backlog are Kirby and the Forgotten Land and The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom, both of which are getting Switch 2 enhancement patches — higher frame rates, HDR, all that good stuff — if you’re willing to pay for the upgrade. Which means I now have a perfectly valid excuse to keep ignoring them until summer.
Michael pinged me out of the blue to ask if I knew anything about the origins of using the × symbol in Japanese to mean “and” or “plus”. It’s something I’ve long wondered about too, especially with anime titles like Hunter × Hunter and Spy × Family. So I outsourced the research to Perplexity (an AI search engine), and found that this usage came out of Japanese fashion subculture in the 1990s. Turns out it’s a Japanese invention, possibly inspired by its use in botany to denote crossbreeding. In modern use, the × stands in for “with”, “versus”, “of”, or “intersection”. It’s also not pronounced aloud, which is why the show is just called “Spy Family”. I like how the symbol invites layered meanings — it implies both conflict and connection. In Spy × Family, it’s the tension between the fake family setup and their hidden identities, but also how those roles merge into something real. A simple little mark doing a lot of work.
I watched a new anime on Netflix called I Parry Everything. Following the isekai wave a couple years back, the new trend seems to be fantasy stories about “weak” characters who go all-in on training one obscure skill — to the point of accidentally attaining god-tier strength. Jose reminded me of another in the same vein, with the glorious title I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense. In Parry, the main guy is told early on he has no future as a swordsman — so he just spends the next 14 years practicing how to block. Now he’s practically unkillable. But the show’s comedy hinges on him not realizing this, while everyone else assumes he’s the savior of their kingdom. It’s extremely stupid, extremely fun, and yeah I binged the whole thing in a weekend.
We’ve also been watching The Pitt on Max and it’s a great hospital drama (starring Noah Wyle of ER) that leans more towards realism than the likes of New Amsterdam. Everything takes place over 15 hours in 15 episodes, which takes me back to watching 24 in absolute awe as a young man.
Pulse on Netflix is everything The Pitt is not. It’s cheesy, everyone’s more model than medic, and there’s no urgency or realism. Even the surgeries are shot in crispy iPhone-like HDR and cinematic lighting. It does have Willa Fitzgerald (aka Reacher’s partner in S1) and Néstor Carbonell (Yanko from The Morning Show) but even they can’t lift this to greatness. It’s fine background TV though.
What’s up with this image? I went for dinner with Peishan and Cien, who decided it would be funny to tell HaiDiLao (a massive Chinese hotpot chain) that it was my birthday month, so the staff came round and sang/blasted out of a Bluetooth speaker a proprietary and very Chinese birthday song, that apparently everyone around us knew because they joined in and clapped along. I tried to stop them, but in the end had to endure it with a pained smile.
Btw one legitimate use case of AI is transforming images into drawings to get around the problem of publicly sharing people’s faces.
I made it home safely on an ANA flight. To be honest, I expected a lot from the Japanese carrier but their seats were noticeably narrower than SIA’s, and the food was also disappointing compared to other economy class meals in recent memory. The only area they clearly beat Singapore Air in was probably cabin crew service. They were either as genuinely earnest and eager to please as they looked, or at least well drilled in rigid protocols. For instance, I noticed them bowing deeply to no one in particular each time they passed through the curtains to enter and leave a cabin section. The ‘Singapore Girl’ is only a part-time persona, but omotenashi is a lifelong affliction.
In my last couple of days in Tokyo, I embarked on a Doctor X viewing marathon and managed to complete season 5. I downloaded seasons 6 and 7 offline on my iPad and hoped to watch them back home, only to discover later that those later seasons don’t have English subs at all. I guess they never got international distribution and so no one bothered. It turns out that this is actually one of the biggest shows on Japanese TV, with some episodes having up to 25% national viewership!
So after binge-watching nearly 30 episodes of people collapsing from brain tumors and hidden afflictions, I became convinced that 1) I was probably very sick and should get a health exam soon, and 2) I couldn’t leave Japan without a Doctor X souvenir of some sort. That led to a hectic visit to the TV Asahi store at Tokyo Station on my last afternoon (is the Character Street ever not crowded?), where I picked up a ballpoint pen emblazoned with her catchphrase, and an extremely overpriced little figurine of the series mascot, an orange cat named Ben Casey.
Coming back to the heat and humidity has not turned out to be as unpleasant as I feared. Actually, it’s been a slight relief — after a month in the dry winter’s air, and lacking the natural instincts to moisturize thoroughly and regularly, I’ve developed pretty dry skin in some places. It got bad enough that the pad of my right thumb became rough enough to get in the way of using my iPhone’s screen. And now, after just a few days back in the soupy Singaporean air, everything’s returning to normal.
Media Activity
It was good to be reunited with my Vision Pro. I’d considered bringing it, but didn’t think it would be essential given the presence of a smart TV in the apartment, and not a whole lot of free time to be sitting around watching movies or anything. In the end, I think that was the right call, but coming back to it has felt great. I’ve only seen one of the two new Apple Immersive Video features that came out, the “Deep Water Solo” episode of Adventure, and although some have said the rodeo documentary is better, it was still extremely cool and nerve-wracking to watch.
A bunch of other new apps and experiences came out in the last month, and I tried Synth Riders for the first time because there’s a new Kendrick Lamar stage featuring the song HUMBLE. It’s an Apple Arcade rhythm game not too dissimilar to Beat Saber, where you hit targets and trace lines rushing towards you with your hands. I’m not great at it and at this age, my hand-eye coordination will probably never master its intricacies, but it’s certainly a thrilling game. I agree with critics who say that AVP gaming needs physical controllers, because the lack of haptic feedback does hold the game back from total immersion.
We caught up with Severance on Apple TV+, and this show deserves all the attention it’s been getting for episode 7. Visually and conceptually, there’s nothing else out now that comes close to its artistry. Supporting the creation of prestige TV of this quality is reason enough to keep buying iPhones, imo.
Over on Netflix, where the shows look like ungraded LOG files with scenes lit at random, we found their new limited series Zero Day a pretty satisfying watch. I expected Robert De Niro to fully phone it in, but hey, it’s okay! The set-up is a good one, and very much like a 90s Michael Douglas thriller, but I also loved that it reminded me of Neal Stephenson’s Interface, in which an American president has his integrity compromised in a really interesting way.
I’ve started on two games on the Nintendo Switch. Bunny Garden is like if you took the hostess club minigames out of the Yakuza/Like a Dragon series and made them into a standalone title. So it’s just making conversation choices and optimizing a job loop to make more money to buy more gifts and level up your relationships.
The other “game” is Witch on the Holy Night, by the developer Type-Moon. The original is a legendary classic that came out in 2012, but this 2022 remastered version has updated graphics and is probably the most kinetic and impressive visual novel I’ve ever seen. There is so much beautiful, animated art accompanying the text, and with so little repetition, that it feels like an impossible achievement: a triple-A visual novel. It’s just too bad there’s no gameplay here, no choices to make at all. It’s an animated book with an audio track.
In terms of traditional books, I finished reading Pierce Brown’s Red Rising, a YA book that feels very much cut from the same cloth as The Hunger Games. I started off not liking it much (possibly for that reason), but it has some unique twists and tensions, and I found myself enjoying it more and more. By the end, I was ready to read more of the series, of which six books are currently out. Well, I’ll get to them someday.
After literal decades of putting it off for fear of the staggering challenge, I’m now reading Salman Rushdie’s The Satanic Verses, and loving it. It’s been years since I’ve read one of his books, and I’d forgotten how playful, funny, ingenious, and inventive his writing is. It’ll probably keep me busy for the next month at least.
I made myself a spot in the apartment to sit and rot the hours away. This was achieved by moving the comfiest chair over to the dining table and plugging in my iPad Pro and Magic Keyboard into power. From here, I can also watch the TV. The plan was to spend all of Monday sitting here and finally getting some rest from going out every day and walking over 10,000 steps, which has driven my Apple Health metrics up by 2x for the past two weeks.
I think my body has been surprised/broken by this sudden surge in activity. It doesn’t help that the bed here isn’t the best, so the morning backaches haven’t been fun.
But I ended up going out on Monday after all, because a day spent home is a day I’m not eating curry. I noticed a line for Alba Curry while in Akihabara last week, and made my way to a nearby branch of theirs for my third plate of curry rice in as many days. They’re a Kanazawa-style curry joint, but as far as I know, that doesn’t necessitate the use of baseball references? They have a one-with-everything menu item like Go Go Curry’s “Grand Slam”, except theirs is called the “Home Run”. It comes with a single pork katsu, a fried egg, two sausages, and a fried prawn. The fried egg with a runny yolk was a nice touch, but sadly, the rest of it was average. The curry was a little stodgy and lacked the punch of flavor I was looking for.
I had better luck with Hinoya Curry, a favorite of recent years that I’ve never had the chance to eat more than once a trip. Unlike the others, it actually has a little heat while managing a fair amount of fruit-like sweetness. I ordered a plate with only a raw egg, vegetables, and two sausages because I didn’t understand the ordering system and thought it would include a pork cutlet. No matter, it was very good as it was, and now I have an excuse for one more visit before I leave.
On Tuesday, I made my way out to MOMAT: the Museum of Modern Art Tokyo, a place whose existence I was only alerted to when Michael blogged about his visit last year. It was a particularly bright and sunny morning, which made for a nice visit given its proximity to the Imperial Palace’s moat and picturesque grounds. The museum has a massive collection of over 13,000 works, but only displays about 200 at a time with bi-annual rotations. I like this approach much better than the one taken by Singapore’s National Gallery.
In any case, this moment in time seems to be a sort of dead zone for the big museums. Many are preparing for new exhibitions that only begin in March, which is a shame but not a blow because what’s on now is still just barely manageable with the time I have.
On the way back, I stopped by Kitte Marunouchi and spotted the Qoobo for sale at the “Good Design Store Tokyo by Nohara”. I first saw this adorable, tail-wagging robot/cushion online many years ago and immediately wanted one, but was resigned to it being an only-in-Japan product. It’s now available internationally if you look hard enough, albeit with a significant markup. After doing the girl math, buying it here was too good a deal to pass up (about S$150), so I guess I’ve found the souvenir gadget I’ve been looking for.
Last week, I complained about us tourists overcrowding the city, but it’s everyone; Tokyo is simply up to its observation decks with people. At several points while out and about, I’ve wanted to stop in somewhere for a coffee break but had to hit up multiple cafes to find a free table. Even after 2 p.m., when you’d expect the office crowd to be back at their desks, many seem parked in cafes to work remotely. I saw people doing video calls and some looked set up there for the long haul with stationery, chargers, and other accessories strewn about to make personal workspaces.
In the vicinity of MOMAT, I discovered the JCII (Japan Camera Industry Institute) Camera Museum, a small basement space packed with photographic history: hundreds of vintage cameras including the iconic Leica I Model A, which turns 100 this year. Ironically, the museum prohibits any photography of the space or its exhibits. For a mere ¥300 entry fee, I got an hour’s entertainment poring over weird and rare designs — on the whole, the majority of industry players are copycats and follow innovative leaders, quite like how smartphone hardware and software today have converged on similar designs. Virtually every camera I’ve ever owned, or at least some cousin of it, was in this priceless collection.
My body has really had enough after all. Three weeks of walking and stair-climbing amidst the coughing masses, drastic temperature changes, and drier air than it’s used to has led to me being mildly ill now. That has regrettably meant calling off some plans, but my new goal for the rest of my time here is to recuperate at home while eating 7-Eleven food and bingeing Doctor-X: Surgeon Michiko Daimon on Netflix. I mentioned this admittedly cheesy but comforting TV show back in 2023, and at that time, a few seasons were still available for watching in Singapore. Today, the show isn’t on any local service, but being geographically in Japan means I can pick up where I left off on Netflix, in the middle of Season 3 (of 7).
Rereading that old post, it seems that I experience the same renewed excitement for gaming, that I mentioned last week, every time I come here. I still think this atmosphere hinges on the large presence and floor space given to physical game retail, but this may not last much longer with digital sales on the rise everywhere. Of course, one can also attribute this cultural presence to the relative outsize of the game economy here (including mobile games).
One of the games I saw in a box in a store was Shinjuku Soumei, a visual novel I’d seen on the Nintendo eShop before but wasn’t enticed by. I decided to buy and at least start on it while here, and I’ve just finished “playing” it through while resting at home (it’s not very interactive at all, just a click-and-read VN).
I mentioned PARANORMASIGHT last week, and while I won’t start playing it until I’m safely home, I did go out to visit one of the Sumida landmarks featured in this creepy supernatural game: Kinshibori Park. It’s not much to look at but there’s a statue of a famous kappa in one corner, one of the “Seven Wonders of Honjo” which the game seems to be based on.
By the way, I’m half certain we saw the actress who plays Doctor-X on the streets of Ryogoku a couple of weeks ago. There wasn’t anyone else around, so I couldn’t see from others’ reactions if it really was her. It sure looked like her to me, though, so I’m sticking with that story.
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After wanting a simple MagSafe silicone case for my iPhone for the past few weeks, I got an $18 Amazon deal for a neutral gray one from Elago, and it’s nearly perfect.
In addition to having more time for informational intake and mental meanderings, I’ll probably remember the latter half of this year for the half-hearted austerity drive that’s led me to drink tea over coffee on a daily basis. This week, the Yorkshire Gold tea caddy I bought during Black Friday sales arrived, prompting me to look up the history of the tea caddy. Back when tea was too valuable to leave with servants in the kitchen, rich folk kept it locked in ornate caddies in their living rooms. Today, I store $0.12 tea bags in a flimsy tin and call it progress.
I’ve been struggling to read Butter by Asako Yuzuki, which has apparently been named Waterstone’s book of the year. I’m only a third of the way through after several weeks, and while there’s nothing wrong with it, it’s a bit of a compelling nothingburger. Female journalist tries to interview female serial killer. Killer encourages her to show more interest in life’s pleasures, especially good butter, and journalist slowly starts to adopt killer’s worldview. I don’t want to quit more but I’ll need to move on soon.
Because my book club has decided to read the sequel to A Psalm for the Wild-Built over the next two weeks, and I can’t start it until I finish Butter. A Prayer for the Crown-Shy will probably only take four hours (the length of its audiobook, compared to Butter’s 17 hours), but I don’t like multitasking with books. I already have too many ongoing TV show and game narratives crowded in my brain.
This year’s Goodreads Reading Challenge is in the bag anyway, with 19 proper books + four volumes of the Sakamoto Days manga completed, smashing my goal of 12 books.
Popular media loves a (serial) killer. We recently finished the new The Day of the Jackal series starring Eddie Redmayne as the titular assassin that the show’s directorial choices strongly encourage you to root for. It’s excellent, and the musical director is clearly a millennial who shares my taste in the classics, from the first episode starting with Radiohead’s Everything In Its Right Place.
We’re now watching Cross on Amazon Prime Video, based on the Alex Cross books by James Patterson, where a detective with a PhD in psychology plays cat and mouse with a serial killer. I recommend it, but the show is extremely dark AND low contrast, like someone forgot the final step in processing the image. Reacher suffered from this too, but it’s worse here. Luckily, my Sony TV has a mode that dynamically adjusts for it.
I rediscovered the greatness of Domi and JD Beck this week when a random video of them performing on Japanese morning TV popped up on my YouTube feed. I then went down a rabbit hole of older videos, like this one of Domi jamming with other kids at Berklee, and this one of JD headlining a Zildjian session, and am now just in awe of their incredible, otherworldly talent.
On Monday, we went out to see a local production at the Capitol Theater, entitled Dim Sum Dollies® History of Singapore Sixty Sexy Years. It was definitely one of the musicals of all time.
The end-of-year digital game sales have begun, and I urge you to add Sayonara Wild Hearts to your collection if you haven’t already. This game is both a fantastic musical album and a great playable abstraction of going through heartbreak. It’s just $7.79 on Nintendo Switch and S$8.40 on Steam (40% off in both cases). I first played it on Apple Arcade back in 2019 as a launch title for the service, but these days it’s no longer available on mobile and the fate of publisher Annapurna Interactive is in question.
I dusted off the PS5 to make use of my PS Plus subscription and decided to finally play a native PS5 game, since I’ve so far only played older games that were ported from the PS4, and had my socks and shoes blown off by Ratchet & Clank: Rift Apart. This game is an insane technical showcase for what the PS5 can do: thousands of particles flying everywhere, ray traced reflections, and massive, cinematic worlds that load instantly. Why have I squandered the potential of this machine for the last seven months?? If you have any recommendations for what to play next, especially if they’re in the PS Plus catalog, do let me know.
Last but not least, we went for Christmas dinner with the parents on Sunday night at one of my favorite buffets in town, and it’s made me aware I’ll have to watch my eating over the next couple of weeks.
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