The Nintendo Land Mine

Nintendo Land Mine Toy

Gunpei Yokoi was a genius. Having joined Nintendo in 1965, he went on to create the Game & Watch handheld games, the Game Boy, and produced a large number of successful Nintendo games.

Yet the modern family-friendly image of Nintendo – who are reluctant to feature violence in any games for their systems – seems a long way from one of Gunpei’s early patents under Nintendo: the Nintendo Land Mine Toy.

Considering this was filed in 1969, when the number of US soldiers in Vietnam during the Vietnam War peaked at over half a million, it seems a little crude and insensitive by today’s standards, especially it’s juxtaposition with other innocent toys:

The toy of the present invention may be used […] as a kind of frightening device like a jack-in-the-box

The toy was recently quoted in a patent application for a “Anti-personnel device for war gaming exercises“. It seems now, as then, the simulation of the horrors of war is in demand.

The Complexities of Absinthe

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Many urban myths surround Absinthe; most commonly that it is banned in so-and-so country. In fact, although Absinthe has a notorious history of bans, it is now legal to sell in most countries. There are a few notable exceptions, including Ireland, where it is however legal to import for personal use.

Although there are still limits on the quantities of alcohol or thujone (a chemical produced by wormwood) in many countries, most outright bans have been repealed. Notable bans from the past include:

  • Brazil: 1906-2007
  • Belgium: 1906-2005
  • The Netherlands: 1908-2004
  • Switzerland: 1910-2004
  • United States: 1912-2007
  • France: 1914-1988
  • Germany: 1923-1981

Perhaps not surprisingly, the drink was never banned in The Czech Republic (which is often mis-credited for its origin; whereas its recent history actually originates in Switzerland). More surprisingly, it was never banned in:

  • Canada (though some provinces have their own bans)
  • Portugal
  • Spain
  • United Kingdom

Unlike other spirits (or liqueurs), it has no legal definition in most countries, which means you can sell pretty much anything and call it Absinthe… except, unusually, in France, where you can’t sell anything with the name Absinthe, though you can sell the drink itself under any other name.

Although absinthe was banned at the time, a book of ‘celebrity cocktail recipes’ was published in the US in 1935 (“So red the nose, or Breath in the afternoon“), which included Hemingway’s rather dangerous concoction of absinthe and champagne. As if that wasn’t dangerous enough, he concludes his recipe with: “Drink 3 to 5 of these slowly“.

Absinthe Illustration courtesy of Wikipedia.

Welcome to the Dollhouse

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Mercedes Helnwien’s work is mainly comprised of vintage looking doll-like women and girls – all slightly unhinged. She is a rare breed in that she is a young, pretty woman who is more than holding her own in the art world and is doing so while staunchly sticking to illustration (and realism at that, gasp!) as her medium of choice.

The LA Times describes her most recent show at the Merry Karnowsky Gallery as Photorealism, a practice that gained popularity in the 60s as a response to the Abstract Expressionism of the 50s (think Jackson Pollock). It gained popularity along side other movements, most famously Andy Warhol’s Pop Art.

A typical critique of Photorealism is that it is superficial; as an audience we are impressed by the technical skill behind it but are left cold in all other respects. About Photorealism, courtesy a writer for the New York Times, “setting aside the wow factor of photorealist painting – admittedly, a very big aside – this insanely popular art genre holds precious little of enduring significance … in the end [detail] is what photorealism is all about – acres of it, minutely rendered in mock imitation of the modern photograph. So look hard. What you see is what you get.”

Although I think that the  whole sale dismissal of any school of art is part of the pretentious culture of exclusion/inclusion of the formal ‘Art Scene’, I would argue that Helnwein’s work does not even fit under the banner of the much maligned Photorealism. When you look at her work up close, she makes apparent the scratches, movements and layers of pencil that have gone into creating these pieces. Her work isn’t the smooth surface of a mirror or photograph, but is rather craggy and slightly unfinished much like her fragmented and mildly dangerous group of misfits. If this is Photorealism, it is Photorealism at a Halloween party. A very cool party.

Helnwein’s most recent exhibition called East of Eden (named after John Steinbeck’s 1952 classic) is at the Merry Karnowsky Gallery in Los Angeles until December 19th.

Image: High Noon (2009), © Mercedes Helnwein

Orson Welles on Privacy, the Passport and Personal Rights

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Orson Welles was best known for his work as an American film director and actor – Citizen Kane being his pivotal career piece, which he co-wrote, produced, directed and starred in.

In 1955 Welles did a series for the BBC called Sketchbook where in six, 15 minute shows he drew in a sketchbook “to illustrate his reminiscences for the camera … [he] served as host and interviewer, his commentary including documentary facts and his own personal observations.” Perhaps most interesting to the contemporary viewer, weren’t his memories of movie stars and film making, but rather his very modern and apt observations about privacy, the passport and personal rights.

I wonder why it is that so many of us look like criminals in a police lineup when we have our pictures taken for a passport. I suppose it’s the unconscious foreknowledge of the scrutiny to which our likeness will be subjected that gives us that hangdog, guilty look. Really, theoretically, a passport is supposed to be issued for our protection. But on how many frontiers in how many countries I’ve handed over my passport with all the emotions of an apprentice forger trying to fob off a five pound note on the Bank of England. Guilty conscience, I suppose … Think of all of those forms we have to fill out, for example, you know what I mean, by police forms, we get them in hotels, on frontiers, in every country all over the world we’re asked, state your sex, male or female, for example. Well obviously, I’m a male, I’m a man, why should I have to answer that? State your race and religion in block letters; well, now why should I have to confide my religion to the police? Frankly, I don’t think anybody’s race is anybody’s business. I’m willing to admit that the policeman has a difficult job, a very hard job, but it’s the essence of our society that the policeman’s job should be hard. He’s there to protect, protect the free citizen, not to chase criminals, that’s an incidental part of his job. The free citizen is always more of a nuisance to the policeman that the criminal. He knows what to do about the criminal …

I’d like it very much if somebody would make a great big international organization for the protection of the individual. That way, there could be offices at every frontier. And whenever we’re presented with something unpleasant, that we don’t want to fill one of these idiotic questionnaires, we could say “Oh no, I’m sorry, it’s against the rules of our organization to fill out that questionnaire.” And they’d say “Ah, but it’s the regulations,” and we’d say, “Very well, see our lawyer,” because if there were enough of us, our dues would pay for the best lawyers in all the countries of the world. And we could bring to court these invasions of our privacy, and test them under law. It would nice to have that sort of organization, be nice to have that sort of card. I see the card as fitting into the passport, a little larger than the passport, with a border around it, in bright colors, so that it would catch the eye of the police. And they’d know who they were dealing with … The card itself should look rather like a union card, I should think, a card of an automobile club. And since its purpose is to impress and control officialdom, well, obviously, it should be as official looking as possible. With a lot of seals and things like that on it. And it might read something as follows:

This is to certify that the bearer is a member of the human race. All relevant information is to be found in his passport. And except when there is good reason for suspecting him of some crime, he will refuse to submit to police interrogation, on the grounds that any such interrogation is an intolerable nuisance. And life being as short as it is, a waste of time. Any infringement on his privacy, or interference with his liberty, any assault, however petty, against his dignity as a human being, will be rigorously prosecuted by the undersigned …

Read the entire transcript here or, better yet, if you are in the UK, you can watch it on BBC iPlayer.

Orson Welles Image by Patrick Charles.