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Again – Hollywood and Race

Just a warning, I’m about to be so real, it’s going to hurt me. I’m going to be politically incorrect too *Gasp*

So, we really gonna do this again, are we?Image result for black panther poster

Let’s do this thing.

Usually, I try not to focus on the race of the people in a movie. I judge them based on their acting skills and if they were a right fit for the role they were casted in. A few times, among friends, I’ve had to recast a movie because the people who did messed up–bad. But, it has always been in my mind. There are so many different races in the world–too many for Hollywood to keep using the same faces over and over even when they weren’t in the script. I’m looking at you Disney and the new Aladdin.

For the moment, let’s focus on Black faces.

Hollywood is in a trend where they seem to have run dry of ideas. And rehashing old ones have dried up as well. Now, they’ve turned to making superhero flicks ones I can barely stand. I saw Thor one–I was good for movies about Thor after that. I saw Captain America – the first one and was done. I saw Wonder Woman not because I believe in the race distribution in the flick but because as a woman, I was super happy to see a strong female lead–that’s until you hear how much they paid Gal Gadot in comparison to her male counterparts.

But, every movie (almost every movie) has an all white lead cast. People ask #whyoscarsowhite? Oscar has been so white because there aren’t any roles, any quality roles for people of other races. Take a look for yourself–I am not making this up. Movies with strong black roles are movies where black actors are thugs, slaves, stupid, victims (Fruitvale Station comes to mind). We are never the characters who save the day, who gets the girl in the end, who winds up not dead. I mean forever it seems, the black person dies first.

Then Will Smith did a superhero movie and I thought “YASSS KING WERQ!” Then I saw the movie and I wanted to bury my head into the sand. A drunkard, who cares about nothing and who almost had sex with his sister–or was he married to her? I’m talking about Hitchcock. I was so royally pissed off at that movie–at the fact I’d paid my hardworking dollars to see that garbage.

So, why this post. Apparently, there are people out there who are angry with Black Panther because of all it’s blackness. They are upset that out of the entire movie, only about two main cast are white. They are trying to throw shade on the black community, and start crap. They are reporting that black folks are beating them up because they want to go see the movie. Let’s make a few things clear.

  1. Ain’t a black person alive is going to lay a hand on a white person going to see Black Panther. Wanna know why? We want to see the looks on your faces when you finally see how fantastic it is. That a young black man can be given millions–let me repeat that–MILLIONS of dollars to make something and it comes out brilliantly.  We want to see the look on your faces when you realize that all these years of “a movie led by a black cast can’t make money” is just a load of bullshit. We want to see the look on your faces when you SERIOUSLY have to rethink the whole “a black Image result for black panther posterman can’t be Bond” argument. We want to see the look on your faces, when you see that black folks can be classy, and can be strong, and can be loyal and can be loving… We just want to see the look on your face when you realize that black folks can congregate and no one gets hurt, that we can show up, turn out, go home and do it peacefully. So, let me repeat, ain’t a black person alive is going to lay a hand on white person for going to see this movie.
  2. Black movies up to this point have proven that we turn up and turn out for them when they are right. Tyler Perry is proof that we know a good thing. This was back when he wasn’t a machine. When given the chance, we come through. We understand a good thing when we see it and we understand the struggles and the importance of it all.
  3. We are not going to turn it down. In fact, let them announce a Black Panther 2 and see what happens. You think we’re loud now? We’ve been wanting this for YEARS. We’ve sit through roles that were supposed to be black given a white actor (I’m looking at you people who made all the Egyptians white except the slaves in all those dang Moses movies). For years we’ve been pleading give us a chance? Please! We’ll be good. We’ll do good. And all of it fell on deaf ears. So, no, we won’t stop showing up at theatres wrapped in African clothing. No, we won’t stop dancing out the doors as we leave the theatre. No, we won’t stop talking about it, because THIS IS A BIG DEAL.
  4. You calling us racist – Oh chilllllle. I’m going to try writing this and not go all the way off. Let me point something out to you. The one time, there is a major movie that isn’t casted with all of your people, that we’re excited about it because our sons and daughters can watch it and think anything is possible for themselves, we’re the racists? Can I say how dumb that makes you? You’re are now experiencing the emotion that black folks (And other visible minorities have been feeling for decades) and suddenly life isn’t fair anymore. Screw your noise. If for over sixty years black folks have been pleading for their turn and have been ignored, this one time, you can sit the hell down, and let us shine. We’re not asking your permission anymore.
  5. Black women aren’t all ‘bitches and hoes’ as some stereotypes would have you believe. We can be fierce, loyal to people who deserve it and loving. You mess with our kin and we will cut you and fell zero shame about it. You’re seeing now that when black woman are empowered they can do amazing things. I bet that scares you–you’re right. You should be scared.
  6. Black Panther is due for some Oscars. Best believe people will light crap on fire and feel ZERO shame about it, otherwise. Because try as the haters may, this movie is the best thing to happen to theatres in YEARS.
  7. For those who believe this is our one victory? You can keep that kind of crap to yourself. I want more of these movies. But this time, let’s mix it up. Let’s have an ALL minority cast. I’m talking Blacks, Mexicans (I have to be specific with this one), Japanese, Chinese, Koreans, Maori, Samoans – All of them. Let’s bring all the people who have been fighting to be seen, to be heard, to be on top for DECADES – and let’s show the world what we can do when we put our minds to it.
  8. You just mad because now, every time you put in BLACK PANTHER in a search engine, this movie is going to come up, and remind you what happens when you try to make a whole culture invisible.

Those are just a few things. Right now, I chose to ignore the noise and focus on the major step forward Black Panther is. For years, movies about Africa have been sad, slavery, blood diamonds, hell. Finally, we see a representation of the different lights and colours of that side of the world. Sure, Wakanda isn’t a real place, we get that. But this is a wonderful testament, that Africa isn’t all blood and gore and places to be pillaged for flesh and diamonds.

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How invisible do we look now?

Hugs,

Kato

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Spectral – The review

Blurb: A sci-fi/thriller story centered on a special-ops team that is dispatched to fight supernatural beings Spectral (2016)(IMDB)

Stars: James Badge Dale (The Departed, World War Z), Emily Mortimer (The Newsroom, Cars 2), Bruce Greenwood (The Resident, Gerald’s Game, Star Trek), Max Martini (Pacific Rim (1&2), Revenge, Fifty Shades of Grey).

Review: Spectral is what happens when a studio gives the creators room to create. It’s a Netflix Original and going in, I didn’t expect much from it. The truth was, I only clicked on it because it said “Special forces unit.” So my motives for giving this one a try was a little bit selfish. You see, I was in the process of writing a series of novellas with a special forces team–a branch of Germany’s GSG 9, border patrol special police force. I wanted motivation, a movie with comrade among the guys in the team, the banter, their jokes–I needed all that to be playing in the background while I created.

I’ve watched this movie about four times since then. I enjoy it so much. I’ve written four of the 5 stories necessary for this series of novella and each time the stories get to that big mission at the end, I have this playing. That’s bad because I always have to stop and pay attention to the movie because I enjoy it so much. Though this flick is a ‘low budget’  – you can’t tell. The graphics are crisps and clear, the sound amazing.

The script is pretty good for a movie that didn’t come out of some big studio. The concept was brilliant–genius, really. It’s about a fictional country that the USA is trying to help stomp out insurgents. It’s a little futuristic-ie but not really. A company has helped them come up with bad-ass gear to give them a leg up but something has gone wrong. These floating things are taking people out with just a touch–freeze to them instantly. Of course the CIA (played by Emily Mortimer) instantly believes it’s the enemy in cloaking, the techs thinks its a glitch and the local believes its the ghosts of war. I don’t wanna give too much way because you have to watch this but, trust me, it’s worth it.

There was one major slip up that I caught–the case of the random guy from Utah team, but other than that this movie should have done better and been bigger than it is. The acting was amazing. Honestly, I never really noticed James Dale before this. I had to go back and look up the things he’s been in. Surprisingly, he’s been in a few things I’ve loved. Max Martini is in his usual role of the leader of some kind of Military squad but why change a winning formula?

Spectral is a gem.  I really hope they make a second one. Then again, sequels generally suck *Sigh*

I enjoyed it thoroughly. I love different story lines. I love when writers really put thought into what they put forth. Don’t expect any romance in this flick–there is none. There’s war, supernatural freakiness and a lesson of what happens when you create the devil and it breaks loose.

Enjoy!

Hugs,

Kato

Can’t Take it Back

Following a group of students who leaves hateful comments on the page of a fellow pupil Following a group of students who leaves hateful comments on the page of a fellow pupil who recently committed suicide. who recently committed suicide. (IMDB).Image result for can't take it back movie

Review: Where do I even begin with this movie?

The premise was amazing. The thought of bullies getting their cumuppances even from the person after they’ve hit the grave was fantastic. But the actual movie was a YUUUUUGE disappointment.  There are so many things wrong with this movie, so many missed opportunities to really make the viewer really jump out of their seats.

Let me explain.

The acting was subpar at best. But look past that. This is another movie with a bunch of young folks acting like idiots and making a girl’s life hell. All the bullying leads to suicide and even after the grave, the bullies wouldn’t stop.

The dead girl begins taking her revenge on these fools and I have to admit, I wasn’t scared or shocked at anything in it. For a so called thriller, I really didn’t feel it. I watched to the end to see if anything would change, maybe it would get better but the dialogue was stilted, the actors had zero chemistry, there was no guessing who the evil thing was–I am not really good with scary movies/thrillers. I tend to spend most of the time–during the good ones–peeking through my fingers. This one, I fell asleep twice and had to restart the movie each time.

That only made me feel as if I was torturing myself.

Then as I write this review, I realize that one of the characters was played by Logan Paul. You remember Logan Paul, the idiot who went into the suicide forest, filmed a dead body, edited said film, posted it on his youtube channel then  claimed he didn’t mean it.  Realizing this just made me hate the movie even more.

Watch. Don’t watch. Your call.

Hugs,

Kato

 

Happy Birthday to A Beat of My Heart

A few years ago, I won’t say how many because that would age myself, I was at my parents’ place and the phone rang. It was my brother calling to inform my parents that our lives were about to change. I was fifteen years old, but even I could see my father’s eyes tear up. I wasn’t sure what was happening, but my mother went running up the stairs muttering something to herself.

I was in the middle of watching sports recap on television. But, I stopped, to stare at my father wondering what was going on.Image result for happy birthday

Eventually, he explained to me that my niece had been born. Honestly, I didn’t see what the big deal was. People had babies every day. Yes they’re cute and poops a lot but it was just a baby.

A couple of nights later, my mother insisted that I wear a warm jacket and we packed ourselves into my mom’s car. My father hates driving at nights so the moment it gets dark and we have to get anywhere as a family, my mother automatically knows she will be the driver. Off we went to see my brother.

That night, my life changed in ways I could never have imagined. For when they placed this little bundle in my arms for the first time, I knew I would love her for the rest of my life. When my mother held her, the little one was asleep. The same when my father had her. Once she was in my arms, she woke up and looked up into my face as if wondering, “who is this woman looking down at me with tears?”

But those were never tears of sadness or pain. They were the first tears of joy I’ve shed for that little bundle. Over the years more tears had been shed and all of them were of happiness. Either it was because she’d written me such a beautiful note on my birthday or at Christmas time, or a random text first thing in the morning telling me that I was awesome, or a random text that comes through from her at a point in my day when it’s gotten really bad.

Over the years, this bundle has grown into a young woman I am earth-shatteringly proud of. She’s blossomed into a fantastic person who has somehow become my guardian angel. She’s given me strength when I feel as if I can’t stand. She’s boosted me when I need a little umph and has given me the kick in my pants I need to get some stuff done.

Over the years we’ve develop some amazing traditions – Stone Cottage at Christmas for hot chocolate, China Town in the rain, Auntie/Niecie dates and the list goes on. We’ve made wonderful memories together, like meeting our favorite celebrities together (Me, Nichelle Nichols (Star Trek’s Uhuru and you, Trina Nishimura the voice of Mikasa from Attack on Titan). Candied apple and iTunes cards on the REALLY bad days…. I would never trade those moments with you for anything in the world.

Somehow, I wandered into this family and lucked out with a young woman who’s protected me, cared for me, loved me and saved me more times than I care to admit.

Today, that little bundle of overfilling joy is all grown up. Today, I wish to celebrate my niece, my Wonder Woman.

My wishes for you are always positive and for the best. My wish for you, especially today, is that you never doubt how desperately I love you. That you will always remember the strength you have shown me and the courage you’ve inspired in me. That you always hold your head high and remember, that no matter where you are, I am with you – (except the bathroom, because that would be grose and….also kinda creepy).

I wish for you all the joys in the world.

Happy Birthday to you, a very special beat of my heart – Sophia.

Love Always,

The Aunty

Land of The Lost

Blurb: A space-time vortex sucks scientist Rick Marshall (Will Ferrell), his assistant Holly (Anna Friel) and a survivalist Will (Danny R. McBride) into a world populated by dinosaurs and painfully slow creatures called Sleestaks. With few resources at their disposal, Rick, Holly and Will must rely on their only ally, a primate named Chaka (Jorma Taccone), to try to survive long enough to figure out a way back home (IMDB). Image result

Review: I’ve read some reviews on this movie and I have to say, they disappoint me. I think the reviewer went into this expecting some big artistic vision. They told you from the outset it’s a bit of a spoof of itself. Imagine if you will, if the movies Jurassic Park, Scary Movie and Indiana Jones had a love child.

I enjoyed this movie. Going into it, I didn’t expect much. But it was funny. Though the acting at times was a little out there, but you have to expect that. This is a movie that doesn’t take itself too seriously and wasn’t made to be taken seriously.  To me, it seemed like a spoof on the genre and on itself.

If you’re not used to Will Ferrell’s band of comedy you might not enjoy this. And, as a person who is not a HUGE fan of Mr. Ferrell, I still found myself laughing until I almost peed myself. I mean, the only other movies by this guy I enjoyed was Elf  and Stranger than Fiction. I don’t believe his brand of comedy is for everyone. But in this movie, he plays a brilliant scientist who thought his experiment failed but it actually work. Then Shenanigans ensued.

Danny R McBride was brilliant as Will. He means well but most times wound up screwing things up even worse – though being chased by dinos and the like you’d think things couldn’t possibly get any worse, right?

If you’ve had a bad day and just want a movie to make you giggle, snicker, laugh out loud and sometimes face-palm, check this one out.

hugs,

Kato

The Decent

**May contain Spoilers**

Starring: Shauna McDonald, Natalie Mendoza, Nora Jane Noone, MyAnna Buring, Saskia Mulder.

Blurb: A year after a severe emotional trauma, Sarah (Shauna Macdonald) goes to North Image resultCarolina to spend some time exploring caves with her friends; after descending underground, the women find strange cave paintings and evidence of an earlier expedition, then learn they are not alone: Underground predators inhabit the crevasses, and they have a taste for human flesh.

Review: First thing’s first. I have no idea who any of these actresses are. They are probably in other things I’ve watched but I didn’t recognize any of them. That’s not the issue. I mean, I’ve watched movies with no name actors and actresses all the time–a good portion of the time I’ve enjoyed these flicks.

The Descent started out with promise. The blurb was good–the premise was good but somewhere along the way, someone decided to screw a good thing up. With that said, here’s what I think of this flick.

This is the dumbest movie I’ve ever watched. And I’ve seen some dumb movies. This is even worse than the newest Power Ranger movies. I’m pretty sure it would have been scared if I didn’t spend half the time watching this movie thinking it was just Jerry Springer with monsters. There was no surprises in this dense replica of a horror movie. From the first scene you know what’s up and that’s not a good thing.

After crap hits the fan, instead of working together to get out of it, these women descended into the same BS stereotype of women not being able to do anything without clawing each other’s eyes out. The bickering in the depths of hell took away from the feeling of it. Sure, when things go bad and tension is running high, human beings argue. But eventually, in real life, they get their crap together and sort things out so at least a good number of them can get out of it alive or in one piece. Not these dense, hair-brained facsimiles.

The acting was stiff. The women were just cold. There was nothing there and I do mean nothing.

Ugh – and there’s a part two of this crap. There’s a sequel – I kid you not. Because after one of them escaped–or we think she escaped, once wasn’t enough. She has to go back for more.

See what I mean?

Ugh – what a waste of a good concept.

 

Bad Milo! – A Movie Review

Star: Ken Marino (Wet Hot American), Gillian Jacobs (Community), Peter Storemare (Fargo), Mary Kay-Place Sweet Home Alabama), Patrick Warburton (The Tick).

A stressed-out man (Ken Marino) discovers that a tiny demon lives in his intestine, and that excessive anxiety causes the creature to escape and slaughter the man’s tormentors. (IMDB)Image result
It depends on how you look at it – this movie might have the most ingenious premise or the dumbest one ever. When I read it I had to watch. I mean, what kind of mind would come up with something like this!? After I watched I have to admit that I-regret-NOTHING!
Let’s break it down. Duncan (played by Ken Marino) works in a company where it seems like he has it all together and life is good. I mean he’s getting a pay cheque and he has a gorgeous wife. But his boss is a dick, his wife wants to have a kid and everything that could possible go wrong is beginning to.  I mean, the man’s life is unraveling so bad, its evening affecting his digestive system. After a trip to the doctor, they find what they believe to be pulps on in his intestines but they only think they knew. This man has a little monster inside him that escapes and whacks anyone who kills anyone who stresses Duncan out or even think of making his life miserable.
Don’t get me wrong, there are times in this movie when I’m sitting there thinking oh hell naw! Other times I’m terrified I’m jumping and other times I’m laughing so hard I almost peed myself.
For a movie that could have gone so horribly wrong, it’s a gem that not many people I think know about. Think of the book This Book is Full of Spiders: Seriously Dude, don’t Touch It! I kid you not, that is a real book title and the book terrifies you one second then make you laugh like mad the next.
If you like rare gems, get a scare and a laugh in the same place, then Bad Milo is the perfect thing.
Hugs,
Kato

Stoker – A movie review

Starring: Nicole Kidman, Matthew Goode, Mia Wasikowska

Warning – there are scenes in this movie that WILL be offensive to some. There are also things that might be triggers to others, viewers’ discretion is advised.

India Stoker’s (Mia Wasikowska) world comes crashing down when her father (Jacki Weaver) dies in a car accident. Adding to the girl’s emotionol turmoil is the sudden arrival of Charlie (Matthew Goode), an uncle whom she never knew existed. Charlie moves in with India and her unstable mother (Nicole Kidman), and soon India begins to suspect that this charming and mysterious man has ulterior motives. However, instead of feeling alarmed, India becomes increasingly Image resultinfatuated with him. (IMDB)

Watching this movie was by accident. I read the blurb for it and rolled my eyes so hard I swear I saw the inside of my head. But, I was bored so I decided to give it a go. It starts out a tad slow but picked up toward the twenty minute mark. It’s a great little tale that might be offensive to a lot of people. The twists and turns were worth it with a whole lot of ick factor.

I am not a huge fan of Nicole Kidman and I have no clue who Mia Wasikowska is. But Matthew Goode, I am a fan of. It was a little strange watching him play Charlie Stoker in this. I mean, he was a little too good at this role which is a good thing. It was a side of him that I’ve never seen before. I mean, the first time I saw Matthew Goode, he was playing a cute Irish boy in Leap Year. To see this side of him in Stoker – I welcome the diversity.

Nicole Kidman I could take or leave. She was more of a prop in the movie, I’d say. Her character wasn’t as developed as India and Charlie. Mia Wasikowska was marvelous in her role as India. A couple of times I wanted to slap her silly but aside from that she seems to be a very good actress and I look forward to see what else she does, or has done before.

The ending is a little problematic for me because I couldn’t see a reason for the way it ended. As a writer myself, I the ending to each story must make sense. There has to be a reason for how a story comes to its conclusion and I’m not entirely sure I’m satisfied with this one.

All in all, if I was to give it stars, I’d go with a three because of the Mia and Charlie characters as well as the scenery and photography in this movie. It was just stunning.

Hugs,

Kato

Merry Christmas!

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Hello everyone!

This post will be short.

2017 has been a year of trials and joy. I would like to take this moment to thank everyone who stopped by to read what was going on in my head. Thank you for your comments, your private messages, your virtual hugs and kicks in the pants. Thank you for your encouragement and your cheers. I really appreciate it.

At this time of the year, I spend WAY too much time watching made-for-tv movies. I binge watch Shawshank Redemption (I know it’s not an xmas movie but come on!), Trading Places and Home Alone.

This Christmas season, from my family to yours, I wish you peace, joy and love. Spend the time with those you love. Remember, family isn’t necessarily those who share your DNA, but the people who you chose who adore you for you and make you feel as if you’re worth everything.

Love always,

Kato

You did Well, Jonghyun

“Everything want to be loved. Us sing and dance and holler, just trying to be loved.”
Alice Walker, The Color Purple    

The first time I heard Crazy I didn’t even know who the singer was. Yes, it was Korean. Yes, I was into Kpop but I was just getting my foot in, learning the different bands and producers and labels and singers–I mean, Super Junior in its first real incarnation was 21 members big. I had no idea who this man with the voice of an angel was. So, I hit Shazam and Jonghyun showed up. I then rushed to google and found out that his real name was Kim Jong-Hyun, he is from the band SHINee and he was beautiful. Image result for jonghyun

His voice was pure, it was filled with emotions and clarity that I had come to expect from Korean bands but there was something else. After I binged on all the solo stuff I could find by him, I started looking into the rest of his band, SHINee and ever since that day, became a Shawol (fans of SHINee are called Shawols). I was addicted to Jonghyun and Taemin – so much so that any time there is anything posted on both these singers, Youtube would send me an email suggesting it.

A few days ago the world received the news that Jonghyun was gone. He’d committed suicide after reaching out to his sister in a way to say goodbye. She didn’t think she would get to him quick enough so she called the police.

Though I didn’t know this man personally, it felt as if someone had reached into my chest and ripped my heart out.  Why? Let me explain.

Music, good music, breaks down barrios and walls. Great music doesn’t care what language you speak – it moves you in ways that is indescribably. Jonghyun and his brothers have a way of doing that for me. The talent that surge through those veins always amaze me –even now as I try to listen to his music without crying.

A while back, I accidentally came across a kpop rapper that I fell madly for. His song titled Agust D drew me and for a while I was confused. It was hard, dark, deep and though I don’t speak Korean, before having it translated, it broke my heart. As I watched the video on repeat I realized he looked familiar. So, I did what I always do when I find a new singer/band/actor, I researched. Turns out, Agust D is Suga from BTS (Bulletproof Boyscouts). And he talks about the soul crushing loneliness, the way people and tides can turn on you on a dime. He talks about battling depression and that the idol lifestyle isn’t all it cracked up to be.

You see, we look at these men and we see gorgeous, out together, sexy, talented angels. But most of us fail to see past that glitz to the human beings behind. A lot of people were angry with Junsu after he left TVXQ, they were saying he shouldn’t have broken up the group. Then two more members, Jae and Yoo left the group. Once again, there was an outcry. I had people who refused to listen to JYJ because of this reason. I love me some JYJ. Backseat always made me giggle and Get Out speaks to me on a whole other level.

Image result for jonghyunWhat am I saying? I’m saying in everything we do, we have to do what’s best for us. We’re on the outside looking in. We see what is on the surface. We don’t see the super long contracts that eats away every part of these people’s lives. We don’t see them getting taken advantage of. We don’t see them not having control of their own lives, their own words their own minds. We don’t see what goes on in the backstage of the kpop industry, the pressure to be respectful, of having ever minute bit of their lives scrutinized. We don’t feel the judgment of the people around us, and millions of strangers around the globe. We don’t know what it feels like to not be able to want to go somewhere and can’t.

We don’t feel the pain.

For Jonghyun, I suppose he didn’t see another way out. He was in so deep and it was so dark that he felt as if he was drowning and he needed the pain to stop. I can honestly say I know how he feels. Depression is a horrible thing. It consumes you until you feel as if there’s a dark cloud over your head and it’s always raining but it’s only raining on you. And I keep hearing people saying he was in a band, why didn’t they know? The answer is simple, a depressed person doesn’t walk around with a sign that say look at me! I’m depressed! And most people can’t recognize when someone else is going through this. Most times, he smiles and sings and he dances and he has normal conversations–but they don’t know what happens when he’s by himself.  The other guys of SHINee cannot be with him 24 hours of the day. Depression is a silent killer, it’s there, lurking.

Others, like Junsu, Yoo and Jae, file a lawsuit to get out of their contract and find their own happiness. I mean, JYJ is one of the biggest selling Kpop bands around.

I think, Jonghyun’s death should be a wake up call to the Asian pop industry–hell to all the music industries around the world. They now need to take responsibility for the stress they’re putting these kids through – I said Kids because most of these agencies start grooming these singers as kids. They need to realize that their mental health is just as important as their physical health. If the Record companies won’t do this willingly the government needs to start stepping in and saying you MUST have a doctor/shrink on hand for these artists to meet with at least once a week.

Something needs to be done. It’s bad enough that we’re losing these singers to military service – but at least we know that’s only for 2 years. It’s worse when we know they are never coming back.

RIP Jonghyun.

Kato