My Vintage Protest, Continued

In my last blog post about this I suggested people adopting 1930's, 1940's and 1950's style clothes again.

I realized that it was wrong to force this on anybody, because this is the Land of the Free, after all, but I do want properly tailored 30's and 40's clothes to become more widely available, because online they only ever seem to sell 50's stuff.

I know that the fashion world is trying to please everybody but I feel like it needs to be more diverse... and good... and if only I could get my hands on the above items...

Now, what does His Majesty Distraction Trump mean by "Make America Great Again"?

Well, it doesn't really need to be explained further. The "Again" refers to some point in the past, most likely his childhood in the 50's. He reminisces fondly of the violence towards the black people in the 1960's, calling it "the good old days", as a black protester is dragged out of his rally.
He is trying to bring back the worst aspects of the past.

http://edition.cnn.com/2016/03/26/politics/donald-trump-when-america-was-great/index.html

Evidently, so are half his fans.

https://www.huffingtonpost.com/entry/americans-1950s-poll_us_580fcf0be4b08582f88c9575

https://www.theatlantic.com/politics/archive/2013/08/if-youre-an-old-republican-you-probably-want-to-go-back-to-the-50s/278864/

www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article.../Half-Americans-think-country-better-1950s.html

It's not just an issue of race, but of gender and class, too. The current Administration is taking away healthcare from millions of people, and taking away reproduction rights from women, which is also sending the country backwards about 65 years.

So I thought I'd keep showing off the better aspects of the past, specifically the clothes.

Yes, wanting to revive authentic 1930's fashion is part of my plan but I also think that people should have the widest choice possible in what they should wear. I don't care if Heidi Klum and Michael Kors would find it "costumey".

I've also been reading old books, watching old movies and cartoons (on a computer, which is kind of cheating), learning old dances and trying to listen to as much old music as possible.

Like Koichi Nishi from The Bad Sleep Well, one of my new favourite movies, it's difficult for me to go further, even though I want to. I would get distracted by some recent song and prefer to listen to that instead.
That will soon change, since I'm discovering more interesting old music all the time.

I hate to say it but making the country go backwards, as much as it sucks, appeals to half of my artistic tastes. So to make the journey interesting I try to make the most of it.

Watching the first eight Disney movies makes it fun, too. The first movie this year that I watched on the plane to America was Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, a movie I continue to have a fondness for in terms of its visual style and artistic ambition.

Plus, it's not an inflammatory Occupy Democrats type of protest which screams my thoughts and makes me look bad to everyone.

Since I have dual British/American citizenship, the Administration doesn't affect me as much, so in a way I'm kind of fortunate. I guess I'm not as angry either.
I'm only able to visit the States on vacation so I don't get as much of an opportunity to protest this way.

I did, however, attend the Women's March in London.

"Boss Baby" refers to Donald Trump, of course, as an allusion to Alec Baldwin playing two similar characters, on Saturday Night live and in the Dreamworks movie.

An Autistic Person's Review of Gwoemul

Bong Joon-ho's 'The Host' ("Gwoemul"/"Monster") is one of my favourite movies. Often described as 'Gojira' meets 'Little Miss Sunshine', this is one of those movies that's difficult to categorize. It is completely unique. When I first saw the film, it was like nothing I had ever seen before.

In 2000, an arrogant American scientist orders his Korean assistant to dump all of the expired formaldehyde into the sewer, and all of the toxic waste goes into the river.

Six years later, the product of the chemical waste, a mutant creature the size of a bus, starts chasing and eating people. Two men arrive on the scene to help. One is Donald White (David Anselmo), an American soldier living in Seoul with a Korean girlfriend. The other man is the protagonist, Park Gang-du (Song Kang-ho).

Gang-du is one of the most unique heroes in cinema. He is the clumsy, slow-witted- but not stupid- eldest son of a working class snack vendor, and he has an undisclosed neurological condition which gives him social ineptitude and mild narcolepsy.

So he's not autistic, but autistic people can relate to him.*

He also has a teenage daughter, Hyun-seo (Ko Ah-sung) and he only seems to be wide awake when his fatherly instincts kick in.
When Gang-du accidentally causes Hyun-seo to be carried off by the monster, he, his frazzled father (Byun Hee-bong), his alcoholic brother (Park Hae-il) and his hesitant archer sister (Bae Du-na) all believe her to be dead. But one night, Gang-du gets a call and finds that she's still alive.
Unfortunately, no one believes poor Gang-du and continuously treat him as insane, so he and his family take it into their hands to try and save her. 

Explaining the situation to doctors while you have a mouth full of phone doesn't quite help your case, salangseuloun.

Action Family Team, assemble!

Meanwhile, down in the sewer where she is trapped by the monster, Hyun-seo, growing in courage, fights to survive.

This movie has everything: action, comedy, family drama, political and social satire, and strong central characters. It's beautifully filmed, and director Bong Joon-ho really knows how to use colour in his film.
The acting is excellent. Song Kang-ho is wonderful as always in the role of Gang-du, and so are his co-stars, Byun hee-bong, Ko Ah-sung, Park Hae-il and Bae Du-na. Yoon Je-moon is near unrecognizable as a vagrant. And it's got a cute small boy, too.
Bong Joon-ho's quality as a director varies wildly, but I think this film is his best. It will make you laugh, cry, scream and cheer with delight.

If you are autistic like me or have any other special needs, you can definitely relate to Gang-du, who despite his social problems has a massive heart. He's childlike, has little sense of social awareness, he's forgetful and a klutz, he makes a lot of mistakes and has guilty meltdowns. In other words, like me.

This movie is good to watch for Autism Parents, too, who will be able to relate to Hee-bong, Gang-du's father. Unlike Autism Parents, who rightly regret nothing for how their children turned out, Hee-bong feels like it was his fault that Gang-du turned out such a mess. But an Autism Parent would know his experience. He gets frustrated with his son sometimes, but loves him, and is seen comforting him at Hyun-seo's funeral in the gymnasium, and vowing to protect him when the authorities come to take him away.

Awww...

Awww...


* I wouldn't put past the possibility of him having a food intolerance. At the beginning he eats a fried squid. Later he complains that his skin feels "all squirmy". Then when he's eating, he scratches his back until it's red and raw. I know that lately my whole body gets itchy from eating the wrong thing. Maybe he's just allergic to bread or seafood, who knows. Just a speculation. Hee-bong blames it on poor hygiene.

I got interviewed in iNews!

https://inews.co.uk/essentials/news/uk/tamsin-parker-woman-aspergers-i-cant-stereotyped-anyone/

When I made a film called 'Force of Habit', it was shortlisted for the Autism Uncut awards ceremony. I got in touch with a journalist from iNews and she interviewed me over the phone about myself and my influences.

I saw myself in the most unlikely movie character and look where it got me!

I was interviewed over the phone and I answered my questions carefully.

Funny story: the interviewer asked me a question over the phone about this picture I did of Berenger from 'Rhinoceros'.

And she asked, "Is this you?"

My answer was "Kind of", but I made the picture with the intention of autistic people relating to him.

But Tuco Ramirez was the one I saw the most of myself reflected in. My fiery temper, my unique way of doing things, my broad, shambling body language, the way I spoke and acted without thinking first; sure, I fell in love with him, but it had dawned on me that day in May 2015 that I didn't just love Tuco, I was him.

This is the interview in print.