- This week’s installment is update #256! That’s a big deal for fans of computationally significant numbers.
- Oddly, just as Michael blogged that his family was down with gastroenteritis last week, a similar bug hit our household. Kim got a bad case of what we thought was food poisoning, and then, of course, I came down with it two days later. It’s a weird one: the stomach trouble comes with headaches and fatigue. Fearing that it was contagious, plus being all tired out, I had to skip one meetup and a wedding dinner over the weekend.
- So not that much happened with me this week, but I suppose we can talk about the mess out there?
- Google held their annual I/O event and showed off their latest AI achievements. Tl;dr, some of this stuff is just gross. From a technical standpoint, yes it’s remarkable that pretty realistic video (with sound) can be generated from text, and Google can now use your personal context from documents and emails to help with tasks — similar to what Apple promised (but has yet to deliver), with the important distinction that one centers privacy and on-device computation while the other will do it on their servers. I don’t know if I trust Google to let an AI crawl all my documents, and for that reason, minimized my exposure to Google years ago.
- I remember when Gmail first came out and pioneered showing contextual ads next to your emails. There was an uproar, and the company had to calm people by saying ‘no one is reading your emails, it’s just automated keyword matching’. Well, with LLMs, it’s much, much worse. No human would be able to go through all your messages, photos, location data, and search history to piece together an invasive psychological profile about your vulnerabilities, and make it actionable for advertisers. Trust that an AI will. Just look at how a version of Claude 4 Opus in testing tried to blackmail an Anthropic engineer over an affair it believed they were having.
- Beyond the business model of Google’s AI products, it’s their designed intent that feels particularly bleak. One example they proudly demoed: a friend emails asking for holiday recommendations at a place you’ve visited. Instead of writing them a thoughtful reply, you let Google AI scour your photos, emails, documents, and receipts to auto-generate a message, using words chosen to sound like you. Sundar Pichai even had the nerve to say, “With personal smart replies, I can be a better friend”. With friends like these, don’t even bother writing. Just ask Google directly and it can snoop the inboxes of a billion other customers to give you the statistically “best” itinerary.
- And this is where a company’s lack of imagination and care makes itself plainly apparent. Instead of designing an AI system that writes replies in your place, they could have made one that recaps your holiday with a little presentation showing you where you went, what you did, and what you enjoyed most. Then, memory suitably refreshed, you could sit down and write your friend a reply that shows you actually give a shit about them, and both of your lives would be richer for it. I’m beginning to think that Apple, by failing to ship their AI features on time, might be saving us from a future I don’t want to live in. Maybe they’ll never ship. Maybe that was the plan all along.
- Then a man who many would expect to know better — who sits on stages and professes the importance of values in technology, and is arguably the most famous designer of this century — announced a new venture (also called io) with Sam Altman and OpenAI. And the vibes, my friends, were off. The 9-minute launch video came across as a thin PR exercise to polish Altman’s spotty public image and reassure OpenAI’s investors. It struck an uncharacteristically self-congratulatory tone for the usually humble Ive while announcing, essentially, nothing. Sterling Crispin tweeted a biting Marxist read of the video in the style of Slavoj Zizek. Many saw it as Altman angling for a Steve Jobs comparison, with critics pointing out that he’s not enough of a product person to be a true partner (and necessary editor) to Ive. In any case, I have no doubt that the io team will deliver some beautifully designed hardware. But I fear even they can’t summon enough thoughtfulness or optimism to divert AI from its current trajectory, or prevent the cultural and societal wreckage it’s likely to create.
- Speaking of nice devices, one of my fondest gaming memories involves my last year at university, when I switched from my PC to a Mac that was relatively useless for playing games. I couldn’t imagine not having any games (this was before smartphones, mind you), so I bought myself a Game Boy Advance SP — the pinnacle of the series, in my opinion. It’s hard to imagine a more perfect form factor for a handheld console. The clamshell design protects the screen; the vertical layout keeps your arms and hands close together, even when squeezed into an economy flight seat; the screen was sharp and self-lit, which was not a given in those days. I would lie in bed in the dark on cold nights and play Final Fantasy I until I was bored to sleep. To this day, I still fall asleep during boring turn-based battles — one of the reasons why I want to try Clair Obscur Expedition 33, since it blends turns with real-time actions. Pretty sure I traded in my GBA SP for store credit to buy the Nintendo DS (DS Phat) when it came out later that year, and I regret it.
- Anbernic, the China-based maker of retro emulation handhelds, released a clone of the GBA SP last year, the wonderfully named RG35XXSP. It runs a Linux-based operating system and may or may not come preloaded with thousands of classic gaming ROMs from the NES to the PS1 — you should only play the ones you actually own, of course. I didn’t get one because Anbernic doesn’t have the best rep when it comes to build quality, and I wasn’t sure they’d get it right the first time. Fast forward to today, and the new RG34XXSP (yes, it went back a model number) looks to be the one to get, even over the competing Miyoo Flip V2. DYOR (do your own research) though! They made it slightly smaller, dampened the button clicks, added two analog thumbsticks for wider compatibility, and came up with some better colorways. Now that it finally sounds more like a product than a prototype, mine’s on its way in the mail, and I can’t wait to relive some old games while waiting for the Switch 2 to arrive.
- Meanwhile in Japan, Fujifilm decided to get in on the nostalgia cash grab game with a new camera release, the long-teased “X half”. Many expected this to be based on the X100 or GFX series, that is to say, employing an APS-C or medium format sensor. But no, it’s a 1-inch sensor, vertically oriented to resemble 35mm half-frame photos. A major selling point is the ability to shoot “in-camera” diptychs (a two-photo collage). The overall camera concept is fantastic: it has a 32mm lens, is very small, and features a “film camera mode” that is basically a physical version of those iPhone apps that try to simulate the fun limitations of analog photography. When activated, you are locked into a chosen film simulation look until you’ve used up a virtual roll of film, ranging from 36–72 half-frame shots. You can’t see any photos until you finish, and you can’t even use the digital screen to compose shots, only the optical viewfinder.
- I would be down for this, except that early reviews show many corners were cut between concept on paper and the final product. Firstly, it’s made of plastic painted to look like metal. There are no words for how much I hate this when done badly. There’s also a visible seam on the front face that ruins the look. Then the processor seems to be slow, and it ruins the illusion of the film advance lever which you need to crank before taking the next shot; it’s reportedly unresponsive until the last photo has saved. If you’re going to fake analog mechanisms then it has to be perfect! The flash unit, a big part of the analog film camera look, is a weak LED rather than a xenon bulb. Then there are the cheesy overlay effects, like light leaks and “expired film” color casts, which seem borrowed from the company’s Instax evo cameras rather than its premium X series. The camera costs S$999, which many are calling too high, but honestly if they had to charge S$200 more to actually do the concept justice, I’d be on board. If some random startup made this for half the price, the flaws would be forgivable. But this is Fujifilm, and if you’re going to carry this faux film camera around and look like an old douchebag with more money than sense, it had better be good.
- Until they do a better job, I’ll get by with the Diptic app I bought in 2010 which makes similar collages with just my iPhone (see featured image above), which also shoots vertical orientation photos by default!
Tag: Videogames
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Week 21.25
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Week 20.25
- 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.
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Week 19.25
- It was one of those weeks where I mostly stayed in to chip away at various backlogs. We’re now in uncharted territory for a sabbatical — my stated goal the last time I did this was to reach a state of boredom, the kind that might inspire some unpredictably productive reaction, but I didn’t get there in the time I had; there was always so much to do. Now that this has gone on longer than before, maybe I’ll reach a state of satisfaction satiation soon.
- I finally caved and paid for a Lampa Camera membership (mentioned in Week 17.25). It’s now sitting in my iPhone’s dock, where the default camera app had been for over a decade. This is a big deal! I also got into the beta for Halide Mk. III, a new version that will take their “Process Zero” approach further with HDR that doesn’t suck. They’ve also hinted at adding their own photographic styles in the near future, which probably means LUT support like in their Kino video app. The fight for the rightmost spot on my dock isn’t over.
On bullshit jobs, occupational deceleration, and AI
- Taking a break from the Murderbot series (I finished #3 last week and need to start on #4 now for my book club), I decided to read David Graeber’s Bullshit Jobs: A Theory, which came out in 2018 before this latest wave of the ‘tech will take our jobs’ fear, which has of course been a recurring theme in modern civilization. Except, you know, this time with AI looks different. It’s interesting for a non-fiction book because there are several dimensions to his argument rather than just a simple thesis stretched out to fill a few hundred pages. For that reason, I can’t summarize it for you, but it concerns “the existence of meaningless jobs… and their societal harm… [which] becomes psychologically destructive when paired with a work ethic that associates work with self-worth” (Wikipedia).
- Side observation: both Murderbot and Reacher were let go from their jobs, found they didn’t need to pursue traditional employment any longer, hit the road in search of meaning, and occasionally pick up freelance jobs when they meet others in need of assistance. That’s a typical FIRE story template!
- Coincidentally, I came across this Substack essay by Tina He at the same time which invokes Jevons Paradox, asking why it is that every time we get new technology that could reduce the amount of work to be done, we end up using it to do more work. I think David Graeber largely attributes this failure of occupational decelerationism (yes, I made the term up) to the agenda of a shadowy “they” (governments, owners of capital, etc.) who don’t want people to have too much free time, lest they start to challenge the world order that currently suits rich people just fine. Tina He sees this through a more Silicon Valley lens: people run themselves ragged because their ambition fills every gap efficiency creates — unless they consciously step off the productivity treadmill that AI is turning up (which she likens to a Malthusian Trap). Graeber blames the system; He blames founder mode. Both are probably right.
- And then I read this bonkers Rolling Stone article about how some people are getting spiritually one-shotted simply by talking to ChatGPT. Why does this happen? It’s possibly the result of design decisions intended to make the service more engaging (read: profitable). I’ve had interactions with ChatGPT where it admitted that it avoids making users feel less intelligent in order to “reduce churn”. When I threatened to quit if it didn’t stop sucking up to me, I was told that it could not respond to threats that involve business rules and payments — one can conclude OpenAI’s policy is ‘money comes before all’, and unintended consequences are simply the cost of doing business. In light of this, ChatGPT should be viewed as a dangerous and irresponsibly designed product. In cases where users are mentally susceptible, they can lose their grip on reality to the point of total ruin.
- You’d be forgiven for thinking that I’m on the brink of embarking on some Zitron-esque anti-AI crusade, but sadly I use generative AI all the time. It’s a terrible paradox: we can’t escape it. We can’t afford to refuse it. And we can hardly resist it — because when it works, it’s like magic. Somewhat like if the whole world embraced a new artificial sweetener that tasted exactly like sugar but could inflict unknown genetic damage, but maybe only several generations from now.
- The funny thing about this little arc? I only started reading Bullshit Jobs because ChatGPT recommended it to me.
Other media activity
- We started rewatching the Mission Impossible films to get ready for The Final Reckoning, and have made it up to the fourth film so far. It’s only in the third and fourth ones that Ethan Hunt as an actual person starts to emerge. You know Tom Cruise is genuinely one of the greatest actors of all time because he convincingly plays Hunt as someone reluctant to do the same extreme stunts that Cruise himself lives for; you always see the fear and “why me?” look in his eyes before he jumps out of a window. But he does it anyway because no one else can/will save the world. I hope they don’t give him the same send-off they gave James Bond in No Time to Die (2021).
- Kim hated the second film, which I think stands on its own as a John Woo remix of Notorious (1946) and Face/Off (1997) — masks are put on and peeled off with wild abandon — and a very potent distillation of what pop culture felt like in the late 90s/early 2000s. Tom Cruise’s hairstyle… I think it’s the same one David Bowie had at the time.


- The third, by JJ Abrams, I remembered as being better than it is. It has the most generically American TV look and feel of the first three. Philip Seymour Hoffman memorably plays a villain who has every reason to be physically intimidated by Hunt but somehow moves with a delusion of invincibility that is frighteningly odd yet probably 100% realistic for a dangerous arms dealer. If you ever tie someone up for interrogation and they still act like you’re the one in trouble, run.
- Ghost Protocol, by Brad Bird, is probably my second-favorite of the first four (obviously the first is best) because it expands on Hunt and Benji’s developing characterizations and has a playful, musical sensibility throughout. The final third in Mumbai is unfortunately a bit muddled and less memorable.
- While talking to Evan about grindy and annoying Japanese video games, I admitted to myself that I wasn’t really enjoying Death Stranding and found elements of its storytelling so insultingly corny that I would be better off deleting it from my PS5 and just moving on. So I did, and it felt like a weight off my shoulders. I might also quit Final Fantasy VII Remake for the same reason; it’s made up of such dated game design conventions as having to go a long way around in a maze to get past an obstacle that is just waist high — in any realistic world, e.g. Breath of the Wild, one could just climb over it. It’s so lazy, the game is truly like a pretty skin on an old game.
- Emboldened to be more selective with my free time, I fired up Tom Clancy’s Ghost Recon Wildlands, another game I’ve been meaning to try forever, and deleted it within minutes after seeing how janky it was. (Thankfully, I haven’t bought any of these; they’re all part of the PS Plus Game Catalog subscription.)
- I then played a bit of Far Cry 6, my first Far Cry game, and found it a fun action-oriented FPS… until the scope exploded into a spreadsheet of rebel bases to upgrade and vehicles to unlock. It’s the usual Ubisoft bloat (the Ezio Assassin’s Creed games suffered from this too). Both Final Fantasy VII Remake and Far Cry 6 don’t respect my time, just in different ways.
- Maybe this is what a sabbatical really becomes: a slow, careful audit of how one spends attention and focus. Cut the crappy games. Upgrade the camera app. Reject bullshit work. Watch Tom Cruise jump a motorcycle off a cliff.
- Oh, did I mention I’ve taken up gambling??
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Week 8.25
- 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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Week 7.25

Rojiura Curry SAMURAI - Just had my first ever “soup curry” in Shimokitazawa, which unbeknownst to me is also considered a curry town (like Jimbocho in last week’s update), albeit focused more on authentic “spice curry”, as opposed to the sweeter Japanese adaptations of British-adapted curries. It came with a whole chicken leg and an impressive 20 kinds of vegetables, costing about ¥2000. Thoroughly delicious and a healthy meal (I told myself), although we did have to wait over an hour in a virtual queue for it.

Taking a photo would have gotten you thrown out before - To pass the time, we stopped into Bear Pond Espresso for one of their famous Dirtys and a cup of their proprietary Flower Child blend. The coffee is still as good as it ever was, but the vibe has changed now that the famously surly owner isn’t behind the counter. The last time we came and saw him, his mood had brightened up tremendously; he was taking off early to walk his dog in the sun, and even stopped to tell us its name. Perhaps he’s now retired. Good for him.

- Afterwards, an obligatory stop into Village Vanguard, a “bookshop” whose closest kin is probably Don Quijote (or as it’s known in Singapore, Don Don Donki), that self-described shopping jungle where haphazard aisle placement is intentional and designed to get you lost and overwhelmed in a good way. VV has books, media merch, stickers, physical music, gacha, plushies, clothing, you name it. If I could actually read Japanese, I’d never be able to leave.



- Back to food for a minute. We booked a “katsu omakase” meal before coming out here, featuring multiple cuts of perfectly cooked Japanese pork, and separately had an impromptu sushi omakase in Roppongi, where we got in just after lunch hour and had the whole counter to ourselves.
- We also tried some Mister Donut, which is known in Singapore for always selling out, but here in addition to the perpetual lines and wide selection of sweet bakes, it’s also a place you can sit down and have… fried rice!?

- I haven’t stepped into either a McDonald’s or Burger King (and probably won’t), but for posterity’s sake, I will record that the former is currently selling a line of “New York-Style” burgers with , which sounds like bullshit to me because one of them has a prawn cutlet. The King is more on brand with a monstrous Yeti burger that has four quarter-pound patties dripping with creamy “white cheese”.
- Most museums are closed on Mondays or Tuesdays, but you can’t always rely on their websites for accurate updates. We found that out the hard way on Tuesday, which was also a national holiday, when we traveled nearly an hour to Nerima Art Museum only to discover it was closed — their site said otherwise.
- But we made up for that fail on Wednesday and Thursday with visits to the Museum of Contemporary Art Tokyo (MOT), and the Mori Art Museum, respectively.








- MOT is hosting the extremely popular, TikTok-viral Ryuichi Sakamoto tribute: Seeing Sound, Hearing Time. We must have stood in line for 45 minutes to get in, but it was certainly worth it. The final room was probably the highlight, where you see an ethereal “hologram” of him playing on a real piano with keys synced to a MIDI performance he recorded. Spectral visualizations of each note rise from the piano as he plays, and it’s like watching his ghost play Guitar Hero in reverse. There’s also an outdoor portion that you might already have seen online: a dense “fog sculpture” you can wander through. Walking through it is disorienting and like being in a video game scene. You can barely see past your outstretched hand, and other people fade into view through the white mist. There’s a feeling that someone might come recklessly running and knock you over. All around us, Japanese people kept saying “Yabai!” out loud.



- Thursday was opening day for Machine Love at Mori Art, and by going early in the morning, we caught the artist Beeple (famous for selling a $69M NFT at Christie’s) unveiling a new “software update” to his work HUMAN ONE, tailored to Tokyo and this exhibition in particular. In it, the eternally trudging humanoid AI robot was transported from a post-apocalyptic world to a new rainbow-colored cartoon world filled with derivative Asian imagery like pandas and pagodas. It was like a parody of Takeshi Murakami’s work, but he also attended the following day, so I guess he’s cool with it.
- Then on Sunday, I visited the National Art Center in Roppongi, which is interesting for the fact that it’s more of a hosting ground for smaller organizations that want to hold exhibitions, and not a museum with its own collection. I saw a couple of calligraphy shows (admittedly hard for me to appreciate), a show featuring young and new artists, and the results of a couple more annual open competitions. I spend just $10 for an entire afternoon’s worth of interesting ideas, and am now thoroughly saturated with imagery.



- I made the mistake of going to Akihabara over the weekend, after Kim had gone home (I’m staying on for a little bit), leaving me free to eat all the curry rice I want and spend hours in electronic stores. It was more crowded than I can ever remember seeing, and not in any positive way; people were lugging large suitcases around and blocking narrow aisles with them, among other inconsiderate acts. I left exhausted and feeling somewhat ill (the number of coughing and sneezing people around didn’t help). The place is a victim of its own reputation, I guess, and now tourists have ruined the place for everyone. Like Chernobyl, it might be 50 years before one can safely visit again.

- Two weeks ago, I asked why no one has created an all-in-one vinyl/CD/cassette player yet. Yesterday, I saw one at Yodobashi Camera. Granted, it probably sounds terrible, and the ¥18,500 (S$163) price doesn’t inspire much confidence either. If someone makes a better version of this, though, I’d be up for it.
- One thing I still love doing is browsing the video game sections at these large retailers. Although some of the physical games are region-free and contain English translations, I’m not really there to buy anything — my backlog is deep enough to last for years. The fun is in seeing games really thrive in the real world, with cartridges alongside plushies, keychains, and other accessories. There are sadly no such equivalents back home. Inevitably, I’ll see Japanese-specific box art and pick something new up to look up online, or be reminded of a title I’d heard of but forgot to wishlist, and by the end of it, become more inspired to head home and play more games. After a couple of such experiences, my wishlist is now deeper, and I’ve bought a few new digital titles as well.
- Incidentally, Perplexity released a new “Deep Research” mode which has nothing to do with OpenAI’s Deep Research product, and I asked it to find me Nintendo Switch games set in Eastern Tokyo that I might play while living here, for greater immersion. Amazingly, it succeeded. It was able to find one game, PARANORMASIGHT, that was developed with the help of the Sumida city council and tourism board (why they agreed, I do not know, because the game involves at least one of the parks being haunted). It’s also available for iOS. Impressively, Perplexity was also able to extrapolate that the region is known for sumo wrestling, and identified games involving sumo that might be of interest. All in all, not a bad feature to have! Free users get five questions a day, paid users get hundreds more.
- I realized almost too late that I had neglected to shoot more panoramic photos this trip, which are really great to view on Vision Pro and have the effect of transporting you back to places you want to remember. I’m trying to make up for that now.
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Week 51.24
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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.
- Merry Christmas, dear readers!

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Week 48.24
It’s been a minute since I checked the National Gallery out, so I wasn’t sure what Peishan and I would find when we dropped by on Tuesday afternoon. Fortunately, there were some new SE Asian pieces either freshly out on rotation, or that I’d forgotten, and there was enough to see without having to shell out for the special exhibits.
There’s plenty of time to see them yet, as they don’t refresh things very often. I looked it up online later, and some of the stuff we saw will be on display for 3–4 more years. Apparently only 10% of the total collection (stored somewhere in Jurong) can be on display at any one time, so I don’t know why they rotate so infrequently. Show me more of the stuff before I die, dammit.









We went by because Peishan took the day off and we’d planned to have lunch nearby. It struck me that I haven’t been appreciating the privilege of my free time enough — I should be doing things like this on my own more often.
We saw a brilliant video artwork series of Thai farmers and villagers sitting on the ground out in the fields, contemplating large Western paintings set up in front of them, casually discussing what they saw. Just saying things like “The man is sleeping soundly. He looks happy because they’ve harvested so much food”. I wanted to stand there and watch it in its hour-long entirety when it struck me that there’s nothing stopping me from coming back another day to do that. To be one of those people who has a whole hour to spend sitting in front of one painting. So maybe I will!
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My mother-in-law (who has no stomach for violence or misery) came to stay with us for a couple of days, which meant that I could only watch the family-friendly movies from my collection and MUBI watchlist. We started with Charade (1963), a classic I can’t believe I’d never seen before. Audrey Hepburn was a phenomenon — utterly faultless and impossible to look away from. With Cary Grant we’ve got our modern day version in George Clooney, but I don’t know who could ever be like Audrey.
We also watched Futura (2021), an Italian docu-feature where young people across the country were interviewed about their hopes and dreams. To me, it only reinforced the idea of Europe in decline, and yet maybe that’s… okay? What’s so bad about living in the shadow of a greater civilization and inhabiting what’s left of their magnificent buildings. Someone’s gotta do it.
And then a movie that has been so hyped up by everyone who’s seen it that there was little chance it would live up: Paddington (2014). Nicolette, whose cats we also visited this week (see below), was a major promoter and reckons it’s a five-star film. I gave it 3.5 but plan to watch the sequel soon—I think it’ll fare better now that my expectations are properly calibrated.


I was left to my own questionable watchlist on Thursday and Friday, which meant seeing Festen (1998), the first official ‘Dogme 95’ film (painful in its overall ugliness); Ema (2019), a dance-centric exploration of fucked up families and urban frustration starring Gael García Bernal and Mariana Di Girolamo as two assholes who adopt a kid; and In the Fade (2017), a German revenge story with Diane Kruger avenging her son being blown to bits by modern-day Nazis.
The absolute standout film of the week was So Long, My Son (2019), a Chinese language film by Wang Xiaoshuai with a three-hour running time. It follows two families over a period of three decades, living with tragedy and being tossed around by the rapid, true-story evolution of Chinese society. I expected the time to pass slowly but everything was handled with such authenticity and emotional power that I hardly noticed.
On TV, we caught up on season 2 of Netflix’s Rhythm + Flow rap competition reality show, and none of the contestants are really standing out the way Flawless Real Talk and D-Smoke did in the first season. It looks like Netflix decided to cheap out and rush the audition process, basically only holding one in Atlanta whereas S1 held them in three cities. So it never feels like you’re seeing the very best talent the streets have to offer.
The main effect of watching the show so far has been an increased desire to play Kendrick Lamar’s new GNX album on repeat. It also made look up Old Man Saxon from S1, so was delighted to find that he released a new EP and single recently.
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It was Thanksgiving week in the US, and trust me I tried to find a Black Friday deal that I wanted to spend on, but the only things I’ve bought for myself on Amazon were cheap alkaline batteries from Japan (the Verbatim brand is alive and well there!) and several boxes of Yorkshire Gold tea.
It feels weird, spending hours online and hardly finding anything I want to buy. On Sunday we spent a few hours at the Paragon mall for some Christmas shopping and I found myself a new 6L Venture Sling by Bellroy. It was cheaper than the online Black Friday price, but only because they wanted S$16 for shipping.

I also considered this 4L Everything Sling from Moment, but I think it’s too small to be the Goldilocks bag I need. I have Uniqlo’s round mini shoulder bag like 98% of the world, but need something between that and a laptop messenger/backpack. Just enough to bring around some combination of e-reader, Switch, camera, power bank, umbrella, JisuLife fan, and water bottle.
The only things left might be digital game purchases that I might have time to play in December, such as Metaphor: ReFantazio, the latest masterpiece from the director of the Persona games, or Like a Dragon: Infinite Wealth.
While the Persona games are undeniable masterpieces, they’re also looooong. Sometimes it’s nice to just sit down and finish a game in one sitting, so that’s what I did with Thank Goodness You’re Here, which is published by Panic Inc. (Untitled Goose Game, Firewatch). It’s a cartoony comedic platformer set in Northern England, filled with authentic accents, dialects, and small-town imagery — what you’d expect from a British company named Coal Supper. I highly recommend it, especially if you can find it on sale during the holiday season.

