Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts

Sunday, 16 November 2008

Ultraviolence for preteens - 60's style


The picture above is one I took at the now long demolished Sydney Boxing Stadium, in 1965, when I was a wee lad of 12. The stadium was an ugly tin shed and the largest covered venue in Sydney in the '60's. The Beatles played it and never returned to Australia. The solitary figure on stage is Japanese actor Ose Koichi playing the legendary swordsman 'Shintaro' from the Japanese television series, 'The Samurai'. This show was enormously popular in Japan, the Philippines, Australia, and nowhere else. The fan base was pre-teen boys, and that was definitely me.

I can remember having long arguments with my best friend at the time about whether or not the show should be banned. I defended the show as fun and only fantasy, and my best friend (who also loved the show) argued it should be banned because it would give children bad ideas. Our arguments went round and round, and to this day I haven't turned into a homicidal sword wielding maniac or killed anyone with star-knives (although I did try and make some out of can tops).

Cashing in on the craze, promoters brought Ose to Australia for a touring show. As he naturally didn't speak a word of English, he appeared only briefly three times in the hour and a half long show to vanquish evil doers in flurries of impressive sword play. He wisely remained silent, as his voice was reportedly much higher pitched than the manly dubbed voice of the TV series.

What was the rest of the show? An evil Koga Ninja prowled around with lines like: "I am going to fight Shintaro!(Audience: Boo!) I am going to beat Shintaro!(Audience: Booo!) I am going to KILL Shintaro!!'(Audience: BOOOOO! BOOOOO!) etc... Acrobats, stunt players and dancers did assorted things the balance of the time that didn't advance the plot much.

I loved it.

And Shintaro looked right at me for the photo! Swoon!

Ose retired from acting 4 years later (1969) at the age of 32. The Sydney Stadium was torn down the following year.

Sunday, 28 May 2006

Accidental Death of an Anarchist

Yesterday, a good friend turned 60.

Back in 1983 I directed a production of the political black comedy Accidental Death of an Anarchist and before starting production I had a very vivid image in my mind of what I wanted on the poster - the anarchist (who is not a character in the play) making a last gesture of defiance at the persons who had just pushed him out of a 6th story window.

The only person I could imagine for the image was my long suffering good friend, who on a hot summer day violently threw himself backwards onto a levee bank 36 times until I got the image I desired...

I plastered this all over town and the play was actually a great success.

My reasonably private friend never did tell me (at the time) that he was less than comfortable about having such an image of himself spread far and wide... so true to form, last night I pulled out an oversize copy of this poster for the appreciation of the gathered crowd celebrating my friend's birthday. What are good friends for...

PS. (waving own flag here) I just did a web search and looked at a bunch of other posters for this play that are kicking around. As far as I'm concerned, we win :-)