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Book Review: First They Killed My Father

by Lang Reid

This week’s book review was published this year in paperback after its initial publication in hard cover last year. Written by a young Cambodian girl, Loung Ung it is a chronicle of the genocide years in Cambodia under the tyrant Pol Pot.

The book is divided into short chapters, dealing chronologically from April 1975 to February 1980, and describes the fight for survival of the author, who was only five years old when the Khmer Rouge launched their attack. The small five year old child says in wonderment, “I don’t understand. What does all this mean? Yesterday I was playing hopscotch with my friends. Today we are running from soldiers with guns.”

One of the very striking aspects of this woman’s writing is her ability to write “as” a five year old, with five year old impressions and viewpoint. Describing fleeing from one village (from a situation she does not comprehend), she writes, “Biting back my tears I put on my flip flops and walk toward (her elder sister) Keav’s extended hand.” It is only when you stop to look at the world from the height of a five year old that you appreciate that the hand would be dominant - not the person’s face.

You follow this young girl as she goes from a trusting five year old to become a child soldier by the time she is eight. She has lived through her father being taken away, the death of her elder sister, the splitting up of the family. By the time she is nine years of age she has been witness to the execution of a soldier by women who have been so tortured that it is their sole remaining chance of catharsis.

By the time of ‘emancipation’ by the Vietnamese, this young girl has faced more of life’s cruelties than any one of us would ever expect in one hundred lifetimes, but her journey was not yet over. She and her elder brother become ‘boat people’ and find their way, despite piracy on the high seas, to a refugee camp in Thailand.

It is there that they find a sponsor to allow them to go to America, after an agonizing wait of eight months, a period of time that at least is not populated with cruelty, persecution and hunger.

That the author, Loung Ung remained so resolute and steadfast throughout the living hell is either a mystery, or the ultimate tribute to a very little girl’s bravery.

Available at Bookazine, corner of Beach Road and Soi Pattayaland 1 for 525 baht, it is an inspiring read. It is also a very harrowing tale, and anyone with a weak stomach should think hard before commencing reading it. The awfulness of the total situation is such that it drags you into this young girl’s experiences with a horrid fascination. Surely it cannot get worse you think to yourself? We who have not had to endure, need to know what it was like for those who did. You must buy this book and make sure your children read it too.

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Forgotten Classics: 

Nick Drake “Bryter Layter”

by Mott the Dog

There were a whole lot of demons wrapped up in the brilliant, but tormented soul of Nick Drake, who succumbed to depression and death before his full talent was allowed to flourish.

Nick Drake only left behind three complete albums, “Bryter Layter” being the middle and most beautiful one. The string arrangements are superb and with sympathetic backing from the likes of Dave Pegg, Richard Thompson, Dave Mattocks and John Cale, the songs really grab your heart.

In a year when the singer / songwriter has comeback from the wilderness the re-issue of Drake’s “Bryter Layter” could not of been better timed or more welcome.

This is the best way into his oeuvre: ornate, drenched in melody, emotion, evocative of a long-lost London and its small, smoky nightclubs.

All told, the songs run counter to his melancholic reputation, as evidenced by the very breezy and up tempo opening track, Hazey Jane II. However, in case you start getting the idea that it would all be dog biscuits you are soon brought down by “At The Chime Of A City Clock”, which reminds you of who you are listening to. “You stay indoors, beneath the floors, and talk to neighbours only,” sighs Drake. Pretty autobiographical then.

Nick Drake’s finger-pickin’ guitar rises above all the musical arrangements to leave you breathless at his dexterity.

Although the re-mastering of the songs has given them much more definition and depth, my problem with this re-issue is in its time. Forty minutes of music is not a lot in these days of CDs. Perhaps Island Records could have found a few more songs from Nick Drake’s back catalogue to give the CD buying public a better deal. If your not familiar with Nick Drake, the excellent “Way To Blue” is a must buy. This clocks in at way over the hour and containing songs from all three albums, “Pink Moon”, “Bryter Layter”, “Five Leaves Left” and the posthumously released, “Time Of No Reply”. It gives a good overview of Nick Drake’s work plus a nice booklet with an introduction by ‘Nick Drake Devotee’ Joe Boyd, some photos and complete lyrics. Not music to listen to when you’re low, rather relaxed and contemplative.

Song Listing:

1. Introduction
2. Hazey Jane II
3. At The Chime Of A City Clock
4. One Of These Things First
5. Hazey Jane I
6. Bryter Layter
7. Fly
8. Poor Boy
9. Northern Sky
10. Sunday

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Movie Review: Kingdom Come

By Poppy

The story begins with the sudden death of Woodrow “Bud” Slocumb, a man his long-suffering wife Raynelle (Whoopi Goldberg) remembers primarily as being “mean and surly”. He suddenly keels over at the breakfast table, prompting the arrival of hoards of dysfunctional family members bent on arranging or attending his funeral; lots of wailing, posing and gospel music soon ensue, with the occasional input of genuine - although - OTT - emotion.

The oldest son Ray Bud (LL Cool J), a re-formed alcoholic, is put in charge of making sure that his mother doesn’t inscribe something totally unsuitable on Bud’s tombstone. While his sickly sweet hypochondriac wife Lucille (Vivica A. Fox), tries to deal with Ray Bud’s no good younger brother Junior (Anthony Anderson), a useless inventor married to would-be diva Charisse (Jada Pinkett Smith), and their three ghastly kids. But somehow the stories never seem to run together and you never really feel that the story achieves its aim. The comedy sequences are very slapstick, which makes its abrupt attempts to switch back into genuine dramatic emotion-mode all the more impossible to sustain.

Toni Braxton drops in for a small cameo part, later on; her presence, and the abbreviated story it comes with gives you the feeling that it was designed especially for her, with no relevance to the storyline. And while Kingdom Come certainly has its amusing moments - like pastor Cedric with the funny accent, as well as the way Bud’s ultra-religious sister Marguerite (Loretta Devine) constantly calls her hooligan son Royce (Darius McCrary) “Satan”.

Whoopi Goldberg has always been and will always be in my opinion a very funny lady but even her performance can’t make Kingdom Come a great movie.

Director: Doug McHenry

Starring: Cedric the Entertainer, Jada Pinkett Smith, L. L. Cool J, Vivica A. Fox, Whoopi Goldberg

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