Archive for August, 2006

Branding Saturation

Tuesday, August 29th, 2006

Branding Saturation

There is an interesting article on the BBC web-site today — Bonfire of the Brands is about a music promoter and style magazine editor Neil Boorman’s decision to burn all his branded belongings, from his Gucci’s shoes to Habitat chairs and even Simple soap.

I immediately thought of William Gibson’s most recent novel Pattern Recognition. The story’s protagonist Cayce Pollard is allergic to brands and works as a ‘consultant’ to detect the effectiveness of brands and logos.

I can’t help but think that Cayce would have had a hard time if she was moving to Hong Kong instead of London. Branding is everything in Hong Kong, from fashion to gadgets, the nation and even education. Unlike the Oxbridge brand which represents high-level intellectual accomplishments, some private institutions in Hong Kong like to ‘brand’ their tutors as pop idols. I don’t know whether I should be laughing when seeing these ‘English tutors’ posing on their web-sites as if they are selling the latest summer fashions from Gap. It was not funny when I heard their English pronunciation and failed to find any English version of their web-site.

Branding is so important in Hong Kong that even the Government commissioned a Brand Hong Kong programme to communicate Hong Kong’s unique selling proposition to its target audience. In order to keep the momentum going, the Government also came up with a series of tactics to manage the brand:

"A host of domestic and international promotional activities have been carried out under the Brand Hong Kong umbrella. The visual identity can be seen across Hong Kong, from the Peak to the airport. The Brand and its core values have become an integral part of major events such as the HK Rugby Sevens, ITU 2002, the Forbes CEO Conference and the Hong Kong Products Expo. The Brand has gained wide international recognition as a model for location branding, and other cities and countries have sought to learn from Hong Kong’s branding experience."

Hong Kong brand overview

It does make me wonder how long Gibson’s Cayce could survive in this branded city climate and how big the bonfire would be for Boormen.

The Thames Barrier

Monday, August 28th, 2006

The Thames Barriers 1

The first time I saw the Thames Barrier was during a company boat trip in June but I didn’t get to know of its flood defence function until today.

We drove to the Thames Barrier Park for a stroll and I was surprised how quick the journey was. About ten minutes in a car, we arrived in this lovely, quiet park with plenty of green plants. A family even brought stools and blankets for a pretty full-on picnic while skateboarders took advantage of the open space and unintentional ramps. I must remember this place when we fancy a relaxing Sunday afternoon.

A Scanner Darkly

Sunday, August 27th, 2006

A Scanner Darkly

An animated adaptation of Philip K Dick’s sci-fi novel that is set in the near future in California. It reminded me of the darkness and conspiracy in Blade Runner; only this time the credit does not only go to the writer but also the director, Richard Linklater, for this brilliant presentation.

If you like the animation in Waking Life, you would be amazed by the improvement in A Scanner Darkly, which was shot like a normal movie before the 30-strong production team spent up to 500 hours to make one minute of the final animation.

It was good to see Winona Ryder in a quality movie again; Keanu Reeves played the same old character like he did in any other movies; Robert Downey Jr.’s neurotic character was by far the most interesting, and one that I would like to know more about.

The Good Women of China

Saturday, August 26th, 2006

The Good Women of China

A renowned radio presenter, Xinran, shared her collection of stories which she’d heard during a journey of exploring and understanding women’s status over the past 50 years in China. It was an extremely touching and disheartening journey — I almost cried a couple of times while I was reading it on the train.

Most of the heroines Xinran had encountered were horribly abused and shamelessly used by men; some of these men were complete strangers while the others were closely related to the female victims. Some of women failed to find a way out of their unbearable situations and ended up losing thier minds or committing suicide; in the worst case both. The luckier ones were not even aware of the possibility of a different kind of life and saw history repeating itself with their daughters and granddaughters without a word of compliant…

The Real Greek Souvlaki & Bar

Sunday, August 20th, 2006

The Real Greek Souvlaki & Bar

A Greek snack bar opened a few months ago on Long Acre and it is certainly a great location near Covent Garden. The decor is simple and comfortable; the high ceiling helps create an airy atmosphere; and the staff are friendly and cheerful. Behind every sofa seat along the walls there are large windows to see and be seen. Most passers-by could smell the food and see in from outside.

I liked the saucy chicken souvlaki and refreshing little dolmades with pine nuts, but wasn’t sure if I would pay a tenner for the tiny little portions very often. I think most people would need at least two souvlakis and two mezedes for lunch. The peach frozen fruit daiquiri was okay.

I may go back for the comfortable atmosphere when I fancy a lazy, relaxing afternoon with some friends, but I would definitely have some lunch beforehand.

Twenty Something

Tuesday, August 15th, 2006
FRATIRE

n. A newly popular genre of paperback literautre mixing elements of memoir and fiction, generally featuring college humour, cheap beer and softcore recreational sex. Sometimes called dick lit, it’s chick lit for men.

Source: Wired magazine - August 2006

Twenty Something

A new piece of jargon I learnt from Wired magazine, which is quite timely as I had just finished reading Iain Hollingshead’s debut novel Twenty Something, a prefect example of Fratire.

A thirty-something female friend called it ‘lad lit’ (more English, I guess) without even reading through the first few pages, but you certainly don’t have to be a lad to enjoy it. Hollingshead’s satire and wittiness really made me laugh (out loud) throughout the book. His persona, Jack Lancaster’s city experience was equally as messed up as his (very) brief adventure in politics.

It is witty, funny and easy to read. The only criticism I have is the slightly cheesy ending; surely it wasn’t because we believe that good things happen in the New Year, in particualr to someone who had a tough year playing Jerry Maguire in the office, running around naked at a Polo game and ruining the reputation of the Conservative party single-handedly with a rude letter.

Fuerzabruta - a whole new experience

Monday, August 14th, 2006

Fuerzabruta

I went to see Fuerzabruta a couple of weeks ago with a friend who was staying with us for the weekend.

It was highly recommended by a colleague - his exact words were: "it sounds a bit wanky but really it’s not – great fun and you must see it before it closes." I ended up buying two tickets from another colleague who couldn’t make it to the show. I wasn’t disappointed.

It was a great experience; I say ‘experience’ because I’m not sure how else to describe it. It was a mix of everything; it has a story to tell, loud music, choreography, moving stages and lots of audience involvement. Within an hour, we were shuffled to different positions and busy looking at things happening from different perspectives. One minute, one of the main characters was placed in the middle of the venue apparently running away from something; next minute, the curtains around the venue were drawn and two women were running along the curtains - in the air! (they were suspended by wires of course). Meanwhile, the lighting was changed from strong to soft and dreamlike.

The performers were fully engaged and so were the audience. Another scene was two actors running (in the air again) while they were separated by a large silver disc, and were desparate to get connected to each other. Other cast members were exhaustingly swinging the disc, and the audenice (some of those could almost touch the dics) were astonished.

The most remarkable scene was when the stage was set directly above the audience. There was a large square plastic pool hanging in the air, which was filled with shallow water (not a lot but enough to create the most impressive effects). The performers then jumped up and landed flat on the water surface (it looked painful!), splashing the water whilst others laid on the water, being pushed by waves. I still have that scene vividly in my mind - the effect with the water, the natural movement of the bodies and the fantastic colour of the lights were beyond words. I will go to see it again if I get a chance.

The Motel Life

Tuesday, August 8th, 2006

The Motel Life

It is dark and depressing but beautifully written and addictive.

Musician-cum-novelist Willy Vlautin’s debut novel is an extraordinary description of the bond between two brothers, Frank and Jerry Lee, who tried to lead a normal life together after their young mother’s premature death.

I’ve never been to the mid-west USA, and I had never imagined what it would be like being permanent residents of motels. But I certainly felt like I’d known the place and the characters for years after finishing the book. The images of the story were so vivid in my mind that I was convinced I’ve seen the story in a film.

A sad ending was only realistic given their situation was so desparate but a light at the end of the tunnel wasn’t that far away either. I really want to know what happens next to the survivors as I care about them even though they are fictional.

4.5 stars out of 5 - sorry Dave!