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  • Kuch khatti kuch meethi, Tashan, Luck by Chance and Sarkar

    Posted by Sari

    This batch had both movies which tried to break away from the masala pattern, and a few that really followed the traditions. The most most formulaic was Kuch khatti kuch meethi, which is from 2001 but looks like it is from early 1990s. Kajol plays a double role as a good twin and a wild twin, separated at birth by the machinations of their nasty aunt. When the twins find each other they switch places to get to know the other parent and begin to plot to bring their parents back together. Yes. It is “The Parent Trap” except Kajol is an adult. Well, two adults. Or something. The most interesting thing in the film was Rishi Kapoor as the weak alcoholic dad manipulated by his  sister. He gives a credible performance, maybe aided by his own alcoholic past. Other than that and the fact that Kajol is always adorable, not one of the most memorable hindi movies I have seen.

    Tashan was also a film firmly in the masala mode. This 2008 film starring Saif Ali Khan, excellent Akshay Kumar and Kareena Kapoor was a road/gangster/caper comedy with romantic interludes. Saif Ali and Kareena steal evil gangster Anil Kapoors money, Kareena double crosses Saif Ali who ends up chased by Akshay – a comical but competent thug for hire. There are chases, betrayals and bonding, really big scale action sequences and a very sweet love story for Kareena and Akshay. Violence is again very over the top as is the custom in Bollywood, and the humour is pretty broad I liked the buddy chemistry between Akshay and Saif, and though Kareena’s character was the least developed of the three, she did a good job. (In India Tashan got a lot of press before the opening because there is a scene where Kareena goes all Ursula Andress in a bikini). Even if Tashan is not a great film on any standards, I ended up liking it more than I thought I would, mainly because I think all the actors but especially Akshay did a good job.

    Luck by Chance is a whole different kettle of fish. It is a story of two young struggling wannabee movie stars and the realities of dream factories. Young actor Vikram (Farhan Akhtar) comes to Mumbai to be a star, friends Sona (Konkona Shen Sharma), an actress doing bit parts and waiting for her big break. For Sona that never comes, her lover/director coolly informs her he wants a fresh face. Vikram gets cast as a hero against a daughter of a legend who is not especially interested in being an actress. Vikram is seduced by the glitz of Bollywood, and only starts to regret abandoning his old companions after Shah Rukh Khan (as himself) reminds him of the importance of friends. When he tries to make up with Sona, she correctly sees hat he is just feeling guilty, and she moves on happily doing TV instead of dreaming of breaking the bank. Luck by Chance has a very low-key approach for a Mumbai movie, the camera work and dialogue are both geared nearer realism than is usual. It is an interesting movie with lots of interesting cameos from famous stars, but the main characters – with the exception of Dimple Kapadia as aging former star making a career for her daughter – fall pretty flat.

    Sarkar – the other not so masala movie – is, as its director Ram Gopal Varma admits, an indian take on Godfather. Big B plays Sarkar, a rich and powerful man who dispenses his own brand of justice in the corrupt indian political system. Of his two sons the elder is a movie producer making eyes to his starlets, and the younger – played by Abhishek – is just back from America with his girlfriend. When Sarkar refuses to make a deal with Dubai based don for drug trafficking, he is betrayed and set up for a murder he did not commit. Abhi believes his father and starts to find out who is responsible. In the course of events he has to kill his brother who had gone over to the enemy, and by the end he has taken over Sarkar’s organisation. So, pretty much godfather. It is nowhere as good as the original, but it has been well localised to Indian political culture – Sarkar’s character apparently owes much to maharastrian nationalist strong man politician Bal Thackeray. The Bachchans were obvious choices for these roles and both deliver. Kay Kay who plays the elder brother, even looks a bit like indian James Caan, and Katrina Kaif was pretty good with what she was given.  There is a sequel “Sarkar Raj”, which I am looking forward to seeing.

  • Tähtivaeltaja Award 2010 to Hal Duncan – Tähtivaeltaja-palkinto 2010 Hal Duncanille

    Posted by jukkahoo

    It was 25 years ago, when Helsinki Science Fiction Association started giving out Tähtivaeltaja (Star Rover) Award for the best science fiction book of the (published on the previous) year. There are lots of great books on the list at the bottom here: some I'd call brilliant , some I love, some I respect and even some I couldn't care less about. 

    This year's winner is Vellum, by that inimitable Scotsman, Hal Duncan. Hal just happened to be here in Helsinki, so he was able to receive the honour himself, with the publisher, LIKE. Lovely fella and well worth the recognition! As is LIKE, who keeps on publishing interesting and proper speculative fiction, while the bigger publishing houses are keeping a very low profile. Good for you, peeps!

    Here's the press release, in glorious Finnish.

    Helsingin Science Fiction Seuran Tähtivaeltaja-palkinto
    parhaasta vuonna 2009 suomeksi ilmestyneestä
    science fiction -kirjasta annetaan Liken julkaisemalle
    HAL DUNCANIN romaanille VELLUM.
    Teoksen on suomentanut Nina Saikkonen.

    Skottikirjailija Hal Duncanin esikoisteos Vellum (ilmestynyt englanniksi
    2005) on kirjallinen komeetta, joka humahtaa lukijan tajunnan läpi ja
    jättää haukkomaan henkeään. Rikas ja häikäisevä romaanitaiteen
    taidonnäyte. Moderni mestariteos vailla vertaa.

    Vellum on kerroksittaisen kerronnan ja tarinallisen runsauden
    aarreaitta. Hal Duncan kutoo yhdeksi kiehtovaksi kokonaisuudeksi huikean
    määrän historiaa, mytologioita, tulevaisuusvisioita sekä kirjallisia
    viitteitä. Tarinan tasot liikkuvat niin sumerilaisten myyttien, Espanjan
    sisällissodan kuin rappeutuneen lähitulevaisuudenkin tantereilla.

    Jo romaanin perusasetelma on äärimmäisen kunnianhimoinen: taivas ja
    helvetti ovat sodassa keskenään, ja kenttäsotilaina toimivien
    yli-inhimillisten unkinien on valittava puolensa tai tuhouduttava. Eräät
    arkkityyppisistä unkineista kuitenkin karkaavat sodan jaloista ja
    pakenevat entisiä taistelutovereitaan halki maailmojen ja aikakausien,
    muotoaan sekä nimeään vaihtaen.

    Samaan aikaan päähenkilöt etsivät Kaikkeuden kirjaa, jossa itse
    olevaisuus määritellään ja kerrotaan auki. Traagisten tapahtumien
    keskellä vertauskuvat muuttuvat konkretioiksi, myytit todeksi. Kieli
    määrittelee ihmisyyden olemuksen, vapaus ja tiedostavuus sen arvon.

    Teoksen epälineaarisuudesta kasvaa tehokeino, joka pyörittää lukijan yhä
    syvemmälle henkilöiden koskettavien kohtaloiden sinfoniaan. Aika ja
    paikka vaihtuvat varoittamatta, ja tarinasirpaleiden sisältämät
    ajatukset sekä visiot tunkeutuvat suoraan alitajuntaan.

    Taitamattomissa käsissä Vellumin rakenteellinen ja älyllinen haastavuus
    saattaisi muuttua raskaudeksi, mutta Hal Duncan hallitsee valitsemansa
    tyylilajin suvereenisti. Hänen kerrontansa on mukaansatempaavaa ja
    äärimmäisen luontevaa, eikä mukana ole vähäisintäkään kikkailun tai
    itsetarkoituksellisen nokittelun makua.

    Tähtivaeltaja-palkinnon asiantuntijaraatiin kuuluivat:
    Kriitikko Hannu Blommila, päätoimittaja Toni Jerrman, kriitikko Elli
    Leppä ja toimittaja Vesa Sisättö

    Tähtivaeltaja-palkinnon aiemmat voittajat:

    Cormac McCarthy: Tie (WSOY, 2008)
    Richard Matheson: Olen legenda (Vaskikirjat, 2007)
    Stepan Chapman: Troikka (The Tree Club, 2006)
    Risto Isomäki: Sarasvatin hiekkaa (Tammi, 2005)
    M. John Harrison: Valo (Like, 2004)
    J. G. Ballard: Super-Cannes (Like, 2003)
    Ray Loriga: Tokio ei välitä meistä enää (Like, 2002)
    Jonathan Lethem: Musiikkiuutisia (Loki-Kirjat, 2001)
    Pasi Jääskeläinen: Missä junat kääntyvät (Portti-kirjat, 2000)
    Will Self: Suuret apinat (Otava, 1999)
    Stefano Benni: Baol (Loki-Kirjat, 1998)
    Dan Simmons: Hyperion (Like, 1997)
    Theodore Roszak: Flicker (Like, 1996)
    Mary Rosenblum: Harhainvalta (Jalava, 1995)
    Iain M. Banks: Pelaaja (Loki-Kirjat, 1994)
    Simon Ings: Kuuma pää (Loki-Kirjat, 1993)
    Philip K. Dick: Oraakkelin kirja (WSOY, 1992)
    William Gibson: Neurovelho (WSOY, 1991)
    Philip K. Dick: Hämärän vartija (Love Kirjat, 1990)
    Brian Aldiss: Helliconia-trilogia (Kirjayhtymä, 198689)
    Flann OBrien: Kolmas konstaapeli (WSOY, 1988)
    Greg Bear: Veren musiikkia (Karisto, 1987)
    Joanna Russ: Naisten planeetta (Kirjayhtymä, 1986)
    Cordwainer Smith: Planeetta nimeltä Shajol (WSOY, 1985)

  • Åcon 4

    Posted by Sari

    I have always had a great time at Åcon. That should not come as a great surprise, as I have been among the more vocal complainers about the way fandom aspect has been lost into the carnival of Finncon-Animecon, and so clearly have been on the market for a smaller fannish con experience. This year, I think I had my best Åcon ever, everything just gelled beautifully.

    This year other enterprising people took care of getting the GoH (the wonderful Geoff Ryman) safely to Turku for the ferry, so I Jukka and Kexy packed Jeeves (our black Nissan Note) with necessary stuff such as laminating machine, plush toys, knitting needles and yarn and Viivi the dog, and started driving towards Turku at the unholy hour of 5 a.m on Thursday morning. Despite Kexy’s efforts to navigate back towards Helsinki, we got on the boat without a hitch, and out of it early enough to avoid the check in queue at the hotel. We also bagged an excellent room from the top floor with a view across the harbour.

    Acon4_05 What made this con a bit different was that my mom was along for the ride. She spent many a summer at Åland on archaeological digs when she was young and wanted to visit her old haunts. She is also a horror and media SF fan, and heroically listened without complaint when I and my sister read the whole of Lord of the Rings aloud to her when we were fourteen and twelve respectively. Next time I am planning to get her to listen to programming also. Anyway, because I had Acon4_06an expert guide and we had a car in our disposal, we spent the mornings driving around Åland looking at historical sites: all four big medieval churches, a Bronze Age burial mound, a stone age dwelling and ruins of Bomarsund fortress. There was something wonderfully surreal about sitting, hung over, next to the oldest known Stone Age dwelling on Åland and debating the mechanisms of cultural exchange. With one's mom. 

    Acon4_01 The afternoons and evenings were spent socialising at the bar and catching program items. Geoff showed us interesting excerpts from silent era  movie extravaganzas from Cabiria to Fritz Lang’s Niebelungen. Geography came into play when it was obvious that the film most familiar to this audience was the one Geoff’s audiences usually do not recognize: Aelita. We also saw first half of Lang’s Frau im Mond which was surprisingly captivating: even though the chairs were hard and we had to crane our necks to see the film the audience would have wanted to see what happened after the mad professor Calculus look-alike went off cavorting on the moon with his dowsing rod.

    Marianna handled the GoH interview with aplomb, and kept the conversation nicely going through Geoff’s oeuvre, and our GoH was also an excellent reader and entertained us with readings from Acon4_08his forthcoming book. As far as other programming went, I watched “One hit wonders” panel which bogged down a bit when everybody started just naming names and arguing if they fitted the definition. I have to give special thanks to the poor souls roped to Jukka’s Nevermind the Buzzaldrins quiz. As I am usually the test audience for his questions and my stock answer is ‘well, I don’t know’, I was glad to see that the questions proved to be tricky for other people too. I thought the lovely Candy deserved her surprise win.

    If you put Hanna and Johan J. in a same hotel room, that room automatically becomes party central. Also Hello Kitty central. For some totally contrary reason the fact that I had to get up in the mornings to do the touristy bits helped me to stay up long enough to enjoy the record breaking cigar club meeting (was it ten or eleven participants?), commemorate the fall of Martti Miettunen’s minority government May 15th 1977, help to transform Pasinen into the golden boy, to have a taste of absolutely foul spirits called “Girl” (lychee fruit, raspberry, cognac and vodka), and figure out some unorthodox uses for Hello Kitty ping-pong rackets.

    So, I had just about a perfect con, and now my Åcon love knows no bounds. Next year there will be no Åcon because of scheduling problems, but next year I am sure it will be even more epic than ever before.

  • Swimming

    Posted by Sari

    Before easter Martti and five other heelers made their way to Hyvinkää where there is a swimming pool for dogs. Apparently swimming is great exercise for dogs, especially for their hindquarters where Martti really needs more strength.

    This was most propably Martti's second time in the water. The first time, reportedly, he had run to the lake after Hanna and Jenni heelers, was thoroughly shaken by the fact that he could not walk on water and decided to return to the bosom of the dry land as fast as possible. 

    I don't think he was that taken with swimming this time either – in the beginning it looked like he was composing a letter to RSPCA in his head – but after few lengths of the pool he knew what he was supposed to do and determinately got the job done. It was actually a very good way to get him to water. There was an expert  to help us, other dogs with him and he even had a life jacket on so he would float even if he panicked. So I think we will defenitely do this again.

    Even so, I think he enjoyed more of the play session the dogs had while their humans were enjoying some coffee and delicious sweet buns.

    MarttiUi

  • Billu, Dus and Dostana

    Posted by Sari

    Books, dogs, figure skating… what is missing? Bollywood, of course. There have been
    few movies I have not written about, mainly because I saw them so long a go I
    don’t really remember much. Chak de India, for example, which as far as I
    recall was a decent enough sports movie with themes of national unity, women’s
    self-empowerment and of course King Khan strutting his stuff.

    Love and Anarchy festival showed Jodha Akbar, which I had already seen and found pretty
    but boring, so I skipped that and went to see their other Bollywood import,
    Billu Barber, which was actually pretty interesting movie. It was a credible
    effort to fit together a more quiet movie about village life with a huge
    blockbuster, using a classical Hindu story about Krishna and his friend Sudama as its
    inspiration. Billu is a poor barber in a small indian village where a famous
    Bollywood star, Sahir Khan, is coming to shoot his next film. Billu and Sahir
    are childhood friends and when this news gets out everybody wants suddenly to
    be friends with Billu. Billu does not first want to impose on Sahir and later
    can’t get to him, and thus all the village, including his family, turn against him
    thinking he had been lying about his friendship.

    I thought Irfan Khan was excellent as Billu, Om Puri deliciously hilarious as the village big man Daamchand and Lara Dutta was surprisingly soulful as Billu’s wife. Shahrukh is obviously playing himself and the huge totally over
    the top production numbers with Deepika Padukone, Priyanka Chopra and Kareena Kapoor work surprisingly well as a contrast to the much more realistic rest of the action. The only place where the film really falters is in my opinion at the
    end where Shahruk/Sahir gets to give his big sentimental speech about his
    childhood friend Billu. As much as I think he is the cat’s pyjamas, he really
    hams the scene to the max.

    Less of a success was Dus, a indian take on an international terrorist thriller. Abhishek
    and Zayed Khan are sent to to catch a terrorist collaborator from Canada without the knowledge of canadian officials, while back in India the anti-terrorist organisation tries to find a mole. The movie is full of twists and turns and chases, but the plot is a mess and I just can’t get used to the theatrical way modern indian movies choreograph chases and fights. I have rarely seen Sunil Shetty in a good movie, and only movie Esha Deol has not managed to bring down to her level was Dhoom. So despite a catchy signature tune, this was not a keeper.

    Last movie in this set, Dostana is more of a dilemma. On one hand, compared to other hindi movies it depicts homosexuality in a positive light and has some genuinely touching scenes, but on the other it is very slapsticky and full of stereotypes. Dostana – friendship – tells of two expat desis (Abhishek Bachchan and John Abraham) in Miami who
    pretend to be gay so they can sublet a condo with Priyanka Chopra. This of
    course leads to all kinds of silly misunderstandings, especially when both men
    fall for Priyanka and try to sabotage each other and Priyanka’s love interest
    Bobby Deol. The movie constantly underlines the fact that neither of the guys is really gay, the really gay characters are as stereotypical as they come,
    and the comedy is as usual incredibly broad. The best thing in the movie is
    Kirron Kher milking her punjabi mommy role for all it is worth. All in all, despite its good
    intentions, Dostana is still pretty cringeworthy.

  • Books

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    Posted by Sari

    My goodness, the backlog of books is somewhere around sixty by now. I wonder if I will ever get it up do date…

    Desmond Bagley: Snow Tiger

    This was a quick comfort
    read. Bagley is remembered in if at all, from his thriller Tightrope Men (1973) which happens partly
    in Finland. I think this is a pity as I have a soft spot for Bagley’s thrillers,
    especially the ones which feature a natural disaster like Wyatt’s Hurricane,
    Landslide and this story of an avalanche in a small New Zealand town. The hero of the novel arrives to his childhood
    home town to run a mine and to face the past that still haunts him. He is soon
    made aware that the whole town is in danger of being wiped out by an avalanche.
    Luckily for him, his best friend is an expert on snow and ice, and can thus
    exposit on the behaviour of snow at length to the edification of the hero and
    the reader. The story unfolds nicely as flashbacks from an inquiry to the
    events preceeding the inevitable avalanche, and Bagley balances the events of
    the natural disaster and the rather venial finger-pointing during the inquiry
    quite well.

    Snow Tiger is undeniably exposition
    heavy and somewhat dated thriller, but even so, it is very nice fluff when you
    want to turn your brain off.

    Barbara Cleverly: Last Cashmiri Rose, Ragtime in Simla

    Cleverley’s
    Sandilands novels have a premise I really, really like. The protagonist, Joe
    Sandilands, is a policeman and WW1 veteran who has been seconded for a time to India where he sets about solving crimes
    involving the Raj. In the first one, Last Cashmiri Rose, Sandilands is sent to a regiment town to 
    look into a series of deaths of officers’ wives, and in the second (Ragtime in Simla) he has to
    ruffle the feathers of the British elite spending their hot summer months on
    cool edges of the Himalayas. Unfortunately Cleverly’s writing is not quite on par with her ideas
    and both the characters and the plots remain a bit bland and unmemorable. At
    the time of writing this, about three months have passed since I read these two, and
    I have to struggle to remember what happened. It is a pity, because the period
    and setting do provide a very nice frame for something more robust.

    Ellen Kushner: Swordspoint, Priviledge of the Sword

    I have been
    Ellen Kushner fangirl since I bought Swordspoint in 1994. It blew my mind by subverting and
    commenting on all sorts of romance and fantasy clichés, while at the same time
    being an extremely satisfying adventure and a love story in a well built world. Nowadays, when urban settings in fantasy are much more common,
    Swordspoint’s city isn’t such an anomaly as I felt it was then, but it remains
    – alongside Martha Wells’ Ile-de-Rien – one of my favourite fantasy cities. And
    as far as the rest of the novel goes, its intricate plot of political
    manouvering and its many interesting characters have lost none of their charm.

    What I
    wasn’t aware when I read the book (or Fionavar Tapestry or Kate Ross’ Julian
    Kestrel novels) for the first time was the way Kushner echoes Dorothy Dunnett.
    Though the plot with its emphasis of games played with human lives owes quite a
    lot to de Laclos, the main characters, Alec and Richard, are like Dunnet’s
    Lymond split into two, and thus push all my buttons on fearsomely cold competence
    and tortured unbalanced brilliance.

    The reason
    I reread Swordspoint once again was that I got my eager little paws on the
    sequel, The Priviledge of the Sword, which happens decade or two later in the
    same city. Alec is now the Mad Duke of Tremontaine and he summons his niece to
    the city to be trained as a swordsman. Again, what I liked about the novel were
    the ways in which Kushner blurs both the lines of desire and gender,
    and does that so, that it brings in focus how women negotiate their lives in the
    highly ritualised culture of political games which seem to be the norm in her
    world. Here she works, I think a little like Bujold. Priviledge of the Sword is
    a growing up story, conspiracy story and swashbuckling adventure with budding
    romance thrown in, but it still draws your eyes and your mind towards something
    more general and more interesting about the society and human condition without
    letting it overwhelm the reading experience.

    Also, on a
    totally shallow note, my fellow dunnenites, you can’t tell me that Alec and
    Richard at Alec’s country place don’t remind you of Philippa and Francis at
    Sevigny in Checkmate…

  • Koirailua

    Posted by Sari

    Tässä vähän Martin kuulumisia kuvien kera. Klikkaamalla kuvaa pääset katsomaan isompaa versiota.

    Ennen kun lumet tulivat kävimme muiden MyHeels heelereiden kanssa pikkujouluretkellä Nuuksiossa (rullaa vähän alas niin pääset ryhmäkuvaan).

    Talvi on ollut kivaa. Lumi oli aluksi vähän epäilyttävää nopeasti siitä tuli ihan lempparijuttu:

    Luminen

    Pahimpien pakkasten vaatima takki sen sijaan ei todellakaan ole Martin suosiossa, ei edes hieno merten takaa hankittu enkkufiltti:

    Takki IMG_0990

    Lisäksi olemme käyneet koirakoulu Heiluvassa hännässä arkitokokurssilla ja lauantaisin puuhaklubissa. Martti on oppinut kaikenlaista hauskaa ja hyödyllistä. Hihnakävely ja maahanmeno hallittiin jo ennen kurssia, nyt on harkattu kosketuskeppiä, petiin menoa, paikalleen jäämistä, viereen tuloa ja tavaroiten jättämistä. On se ihme mitä se pieni koira oikein oppii.

    Martilla on ollut myös paljon kavereita kylässä. Viiviä on tietty nähty lähes joka päivä koirapuistokeikoilla ja muutenkin, mutta tämän lisäksi hoitokoirina ovat käyneet Martin suosikkihiileri Jenni ja viimeksi nuori belgipoika Gamma.

    MjaG

    Kesällä ollaan näillä näkymin lähdössä Martin kanssa sekä tapaamaan suomalaista hiileriskeneä hiilerileirille ja juhannuksena haistelemaan kansainvälistä meininkiä Tanskaan koirien maailmannäyttelyyn.

  • Quad or not to Quad

    Posted by Sari


    Josef
    Sabovcik
    almost got it in 1986. Kurt Browning performed the first ratified one in
    1988. Elvis Stojko made it routine, and for the generation after it was the element that marked the difference between
    first and second tier competitors. Then came
    Salt Lake City, and the new judging system which
    was is good at evaluating separate elements and had different criteria for the whole. Suddenly instead
    of doing one of each triple and two combos, people were experimenting with all
    sort of jump content to maximise their  points, and also developing more and more
    difficult spins, steps and spirals to pick up techincal points from non-jumping
    elements.

    So should
    it be about the jumps, more specifically about the quad? That is what this
    olympic cycle in men's figure skating came down to. There are a number more or less influential people who
    feel that Evan Lysaseck was not the worthiest champion because he did not even try a
    quad, and – more importantly – that the risk/reward ratio for trying a quad is
    stunting the sport.

    At the
    moment there do not seem to be skaters who can combine a solid quad with
    complex choreography and difficult transitions. If you spend time perfecting
    the other elements and if you make jumping more difficult for yourself by
    having difficult transitions, the quad will suffer to the extent that it is
    tactically wise to leave it out. Fully rotated but fallen quad will still
    garner good points but if it is deemed underrotated or if the skater “triples
    it” the loss of points is significant. So we have skaters – most famously
    Plushenko and Joubert – who have front-loaded programs with easy transitions
    and quadruple jump(s), and skaters who pick up points from complex
    programs. 

    So I am
    just hoping Daisuke Takahashi who was the only one to skate all out and project
    to audience, and Takahiko Kozuka who is just a beautiful all-around skater with
    gorgeous edging and jump technique will get it togeether and offer us the whole
    package.

  • Olympics!

    Posted by Sari


    Sorry for
    the long silence, I have had a nasty carpal tunnel syndrome on both hands, and
    thus have not wanted to strain them with tapping away at the computer other
    than work-things.

     

    I’m so glad
    the next Olympics will be nearer my time zone. This getting up at three or four
    a.m. is really not my thing. That said, compared to
    Torino the broadcasters have gotten more
    internet savvy and bandwidth has grown so that at least for me, these are the
    first winter olympcis where I am not dependent on broadcasters for what to
    watch and when. There are number of feeds from TV-stations to choose from, not
    to mention EBU’s marvellous streaming service. Now, if only the rights to
    replay could be settled so that I could rewatch my favourites I would be a
    happy camper.  Because this is also first
    skating season when I do not have means to record the performances myself.

     

    But to
    business, i.e Olympic Pair Scating. I have only one real gripe with judging,
    though I do not agree with the end results. The gripe is the points awarded –especially
    in the short program – to the homer team Dube/Davidson. I find they have very
    good posture and great edges, but they made so many mistakes that their total
    after SP was about 10 points more than it should have been. Most erroniously
    they had positive grade of execution scores for their step sequence where
    Davidson visibly stumbled. There need not to be anything more sinister than the
    fact that judges tend to be more generous to home skaters and that audience
    excitement will inevitably influence the panel.

     

    The rest of
    the results were completely defendable and I am a minority opinion. I don’t
    think the chinese have nearly as good skating skills, transitions or
    choreography as the germans. I also think that in the throws and the twist,
    which garner such accolades for chinese teams, judges should pay more attention
    to the form of the man at the trows and at the landing of the twist. Based on
    that I would have had germans at least closer despite their mistakes. My last
    point is wholly subjective and thus should not be a factor, but of course it
    is: I have never gotten Shen/Zhao. I acknowledge that they progressed leaps and
    bounds from 1999 when I saw them live but they never sent shivers down my
    spine, not even with their “masterpiece”, 2003 Turandot which I found
    technically rock solid but quite boring. I prefer Pang/Tong, but they don’t
    really do it for me either. Savchenko/Solkowy on the other hand really rock my
    socks. So bummer for Aliona and Robin, also for the Russians Kavaguti/Smirnov with Yuko's constantly dislocating shoulder.