RKS Films: “The Witches of the Orient” (Les Sorcières de L’ Orient)

The film “The Witches of the Orient” is not some horror movie but rather a documentary about the Japanese women’s volleyball team that won a gold medal in the 1964 Tokyo Olympics.

The team was the Nichibo Kaizuka volleyball team. Kaizuka is located 30 minutes south of Osaka. The team were all textile factory workers that worked during the day and trained after work. They were the best volleyball team in Japan and lost the final game at the 1960 Rio volleyball championship. But they gathered steam shortly after that defeat with a three-month European tour where the Europeans seemed so gigantic but height bowed to heart and the Japanese team crushed all competitors to the point they were almost magical and hence seen and described as “witches” which can be seen as a insult but as witches have magical powers the team was not offended.

So why such success? Relentless training under a coach named Daimatsu referred to as the “demon” in the Japanese press. He drove these young ladies with a relentless training schedule. Brutal, punishing and painful. Is this because he had some renown in Japan as surviving in the Burmese jungle in World War 2 for months commanding a group of soldiers that all survived their ordeal. Yes I went to a school in Montreal where there were World War 2 vets who must have seen horror like Daimatsu and these guys were relentless when it came to coaching sports teams and gymnastics. In fact our gym teacher was not Mr. Gibb but Major Gibb.

Daimatsu may have been emotionally damaged and he transferred his survival ordeal in molding a team that could not be defeated. Well the demon coach took these ladies to a gold medal in 1964 Tokyo. You can see the emotion gushing out after the gold medal match. Exhaustion and tears flowing like rivers. These ladies were like salmon dying after spawning.

We see some of the surviving team members piecing together their stories with archival footage and animation. A compelling story. Were they nothing more than machines at the textile factory they worked in? Are they symbolic of today’s Olympic athletes more machine than human?

And isn’t it interesting that none of the team members, now in their 70’s, express joy and happiness about their feat. They all seemed to teat it as their duty. So you may see this as an inspiring film but it can also be seen as unspoken criticism of the creation of super beings to compete against other super machines.

I don’t feel like a fish ready to snatch the bait on this film as a positive portrayal of Olympic athletes. It may be a more subtle criticism about the fanaticism of the Olympic games. You may need to read between the lines on this film.

It is a Franco-Japanese production directed by Julien Faraut who also directed “John McEnroe: In the Realm of Perfection”. The next screening will be on September 27th at the Kay Meek Centre in Vancouver which will be Virtual and In-Cinema. Keep your eye peeled for further screenings in Canada and abroad.

Japanese with English subtitles.

RKS Wine: Is There Such Thing as a Golfer’s Wine?

If you are a golfer you’ll recognize the name “Callaway” as a manufacturer of golf equipment and golf balls.

I work at a golf course a couple of days a week as a Marshall and the golf cart lady does good business with beer but there is no wine in her cart.

So with a chuckle I see a bottle of Callaway Cabernet Sauvignon from California! Is it worth a bogey, par, birdie or eagle? The winery was founded by the late Ely Callaway…the real Callaway guy!

The wine’s label says it is California wine meaning all the grapes must come from California so as a vintner you better know your growers!

On the nose blackberry, woodsmoke and black cherry. So as far as aromatics go it gets a par. On the palate it is not particularly infused with tannins. I see little evidence of Cabernet Sauvignon here but this might be cleared up by the LCBO website saying there is also Zinfandel and Petit Sirah so in reality it is a Cabernet Sauvignon blend! There is some spiciness to the wine which is more a characteristic of Zinfandel than Cabernet Sauvignon. It was aged in 90% American oak and 10% in French oak. It must be older American oak as the oak is very quiet in this wine. It is a bit sweet more than the 3 grams per litre as described in the LCBO website. The sweetness robs the wine of its fruit.

A clumsy effort. Is this why I slice Callaway golf balls! And at one point I used Callaway golf clubs until 15 years ago I had custom clubs made for me. I hold the old Callaway’s and they are about as good as this wine. Overall a double bogie.

(Callaway Cellar Selection 2018 California Cabernet Sauvignon, Callaway,  McFarland, California, $17, Liquor Control Board of Ontario # 17804, A Little Birdie Told Me So Rating 84/100).

Photo: Lutz Fullgraf

My Life as a Golf Marshall; The Last of a Dying Breed

Introduction

We can thank artificial intelligence for supposedly making our lives easier. That could be true but at what cost? Will the grocery clerk be completely replaced by self check out? Will hotel check-ins be handled by machines? Will passenger agents at airports be eliminated by machines? I attended a management session years ago and big shot bank executive slammed the brick-and-mortar concept for banks and praised online banking to no end. Bricks and mortar are expensive and paying human beings is expensive. Anyone in a branch was a “service hog”. His view was frankly anti-human and pro-profit for “The Senior Management Team” of the bank!

Well the Golf Marshall is going the way of the dodo bird. Generally speaking if they are paid at all they are either volunteers or poorly paid. Most often they are retirees looking for the advantages of free golf. They love golf and many revel in the opportunity to talk golf with the golfers and teach etiquette to the juniors on the course who have no concept that checking their phones on the green before putting is a flagrant violation of etiquette.

They are there as ambassadors and polite enforcers and they are real live human beings but they are an endangered breed in the mania to reduce costs hence increase profits. In many courses they are already extinct replaced by “pace clocks” on the course and GPS units clipped onto golf bags tracking and spying continually on golfers’ every move. I am sure speakers will soon be installed on golf courses in Big Brother fashion barking orders to speed up.

Who is going to tell the golfer about the nasty geese on the third hole and the terrible slopes on the green begging to suck your golf ball in? Who is going to comfort the frustrated golfer having a bad day? Who is there to give a golf ball to a delighted young golfer?

I applied for the job as a Marshall after 33 years as a corporate lawyer negotiating multi billon dollar deals but now I am lord and master of anyone from stoners to senior executives where my negotiation skills are somewhat neutered and I am resigned to polite begging. The power of gentle persuasion.

RKS Films: “On the Fringe of Wild”: The Viciousness of Homophobia

“On the Fringe of Wild” is nothing but a masterful take on the pain and suffering caused by homophobia. Quite frankly it is a vicious movie and take that as a compliment.

The film was shot in North Bay, Ontario.

Peter (Harrison Brown) is a quiet and sensitive young man finishing off high school. He is struggling to determine if he is gay.

Jack (Cameron Stewart) is probably the same as Peter.

Miles (Michael Melo) is a nasty homophobic gay.

Peter and Jack’s father are homophobic. The kind that think manly activities will transform their children into “real men”. Their crude form of conversion therapy only prolongs their misery and that of Peter and Jack.

I won’t delve into the plot other than saying it should be a wake-up call for those that think their homophobia is harmless. It can strike deep with tragic consequences. The film refrains from being a sermon but instead offers a refreshing look into the agonies of “coming out” for gay men. The main characters do a good job of acting but the parents seem a bit stilted.

This is not a happy story but one that is told with insight and honesty. It illustrates that acceptance by oneself and their community of being gay is a process. Unfortunately in this case it took a tragedy to move the acceptance process. Director Emma Catalfamo sums up the film appropriately. “I was particularly interested in also exploring the societal and generational effect of gender role indoctrination in familial relationships, how this intersects and is often exacerbated by homophobia, as well as the severe mental health implications these destructive forces usually have on people.”

Breaking Glass Pictures will release the film on October 12th and will be available on Tunes/Apple TV, Amazon, Google Play, Vudu, DirecTv and through some satellite and cable providers and on DVD.

You can see the trailer here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AzfCuMK4vDs

” Reggie the Egyptian Rescue Dog” : President Biden and His Wife Come to Visit Us

We have all become friends with Joe and Jill. They were to be up in Canada visiting Prime Minister Trudeau on an official basis. Bob called President Biden and asked if he and Jill would like to stay with us for a night and he agreed after his official business was over in Ottawa he and Jill would come for Canadian Thanksgiving dinner.

Surrounded by heavy security Joe and Jill arrived at our Bridle Path home. A virtual army of Secret Service and RCMP types surrounded our house. Bob had been slaving away all day getting a late Thanksgiving lunch ready.

It was wonderful to see Joe and Jill again. President Biden is a gracious and kind man. He brought us some squeaky toys and he picked up Dillie the Westie and I and gave us a pat on the head. Jill gave us a mincemeat pie baked by the White House kitchen staff.

We had invited Drake and Mr. Gordon Lightfoot to join us. The humans had a few glasses of wine from a British Columbia winery called Crescent Hill. President Biden loved their Mad Medusa Merlot and Jill liked their sparkling wine called Frizzante. As President Biden said this Canadian wine is going to give California a run for the money! President Biden liked the Mad Medusa so much he was going to order several cases for the White House wine cellar.

Mr. Gordon Lightfoot brought his guitar which delighted President Biden as he was a huge fan of “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald”. Drake rapped out a song as well. I could never have imagined such a crowd would be in our house. Happy conversation, laughing, the clinking of glasses and THE SMELL OF TURKEY!

President Biden said grace and it was moving as he thanked God for us all being together safe and sound. We all tucked in and everyone had seconds! Joe looks thin but boy he put a lot of turkey away. Dillie, Bosco and I had a special meal of white turkey meat, mashed potatoes and carrots. Our tummies were so full of this wonderful food we fell asleep. WE DOGS LOVE TURKEY! President Biden told a very funny story of how on American Thanksgiving he had to pardon a turkey and save its life. Americans can be so funny but I like them.

We had dessert of pumpkin pie and mincemeat pie with some wine from the island of Samos in Greece which was made with Muscat grapes. Again Joe and Jill said they never heard of this sweet wine but Bob said it had been famous for a very long time.

So Mr. Gordon Lightfoot kept us entertained and in a strange but wonderful combination Drake and Mr. Gordon Lightfoot sang a couple of songs! We wrapped up this long and exciting day at 11 when President Biden said he had to go to bed as he was off to Washington early in the morning.

I was in a deep sleep when President Biden said good-bye early in the morning saying to Dillie and I that we were always welcome to visit. He said we were SUCH GOOD DOGS. Oh my I suddenly thought of Karim and Anwar in the place beyond as President Biden shook my paw and Dillie’s saying what a good time he had. Politics just flew out my head for a day he said. Imagine an Egyptian rescue dog a good friend with an American President!

“Mutantism on the March” :Chapter 99 Quebec Occupied by English Canada (Again)

René Hecklevesque (aka Jiber) launched a whirlwind speaking tour of Quebec criticizing everyone but himself and the MSQ. How convenient the communiques of the FLQ demanded immediate elections in Quebec. In the turmoiled times the MSQ was becoming a hot political commodity. Public opinion polls gave it the edge over the Poorassa Liberal government. Get elected and create a galactical conquering army of zombified Quebecers. Jiber’s dream was inching closer to reality!

Once in power Jiber could launch a huge propaganda machine inculcating the public with an anti-America spirit. Destroy some American factories operating in Quebec and rough up some American tourists and senior executives of American corporations operating in Quebec. Jiber’s crew in Washington was successfully selling the idea that Quebec was being taken over by Marxists with possible ties to Cuba. The Jiber had signed an agreement with the big Kahuna himself President Richard Affliction. Affliction was to place pressure directly on the Poorassa Liberal government bypassing Ottawa and the proper diplomatic circles. Quebecers were to perceive themselves encircled by hostile Americans and English Canada and gather under the separatist banner of the MSQ. This vision of hostile encirclement was exactly what the Jiber required to surge into power and lead the province to the mercies of his conquering plans and to the Americans. Once installed into power a vitriolic campaign against Americans would be commenced. Once he had the Yanks believing their citizens and beloved McDonalds were under Marxist attack that would be sufficient to send the Marines in! Affliction receives his minerals and Jiber his army! Not bad at all!

If Jiber’s situation was optimistic it was made all the more favourable by the nervous federal government in Ottawa. Canadian Prime Mister Fauxdo was growing restless with the strife in his native province of Quebec. If he did not take action, and the Quebec provincial government certainly wasn’t going to, the country would consider him a weakling.

The Americans were very subdued in Ottawa diplomatic circles and that worried Fauxdo. The boys from Ontario were yelling for federal action to stem the communist hordes from gobbling up Quebec. The Vancouver, Toronto and Montreal stock exchanges were plummeting. Wealth was being whisked out of Canada to safe havens. It was time for drastic action. As Fauxdo had said to reporters, “Just watch me!”.

Speechwriters and comedians were given several hours to justify a rotten idea, the passing of the “War Pretension Act” which would permit the Canadian army to occupy Quebec and restore it to order. The law was quickly passed in Canadian Parliament and the troops were sent into La Belle Province.

Fauxdo’s address to the nation was long and impassioned justifying the passage of the War Pretensions Act as guaranteeing safety of free enterprise and democracy

“Reggie The Egyptian Rescue Dog : “Off To See Our Friend President Biden at Camp David!

Bless the power of Allah and modern medicine as Dillie the Westie recovered so quickly and in a few days he is back with us and good enough to attend our weekly tea with Mr. Gordon Lightfoot. He is a bit slow and has stitches on his head but our animal doctor, Doctor Murray, says he will soon be fit as a fiddle.

Our friend Joe…ooops, President Biden, has invited us to Camp David for a week where a navy veterinarian will give Dillie powerful restorative medicinal cocktails and we are going camping?

We fly into Dulles Airport in Washington and the Presidential helicopter takes us to Camp David in Maryland. But it is no campground but a luxury retreat. We are walked to a suite once occupied by Anwar Sadat, an assassinated President of Egypt!

We are told there will be a special dinner with an award given to Dillie and I for the fight against international terrorism and crime.

Bob and Fay gussy up and the Navy staff give Dillie the Westie and I a bath. We are smelling so good. A golf cart comes and picks us up and we go to the main lodge to have dinner with President Biden and Vice President Kamala Harris. Kamala sounds Egyptian! But no she is an American. President Bidden is in the room and his German Shepherds try and assert their power over me but my Rat Pack growl sends them cringing. NEVER MESS WITH AN EYGYTIAN STREET DOG!

Joe picks me up and gives me a hug and says to me where was I when Trump tried to overrun the Capitol Building! Then Vice President Kamala Harris asks me to jump up on her lap where I stay while the adults have some Schramsberg California bubbly wine.

We dogs have a dinner of Maryland organic chicken with mashed potatoes from the garden of the wife of President Biden called Jill. The humans have oysters, filet of sole and some dessert called Baked Alaska. There is coffee and Bob and Joe have a cigar with a glass of Pappy van Winkle American Bourbon.

Then we are all assembled for a presentation where I will receive a canine Presidential Medal of Honour for Bravery and International Furtherance. Dillie receives a medal of honour for bravery. We have great pictures of the presentation which sit on our fireplace mantle in our Toronto home.

We are all invited to visit Kamala tomorrow to visit her two stepchildren Cole and Emma. Such nice children and we watch “Reggie the Egyptian Rescue Dog” while Dillie and I sit on the laps of Cole and Emma and doze off.

We have a barbeque after and more rice and crumbled burgers and green beans for us. We are all taken home. The Canadian newspapers say Dillie the Westie and Reggie have done so much for Canadian American relations?

The rest of the week flies by and we go for long walks with Joe and Jill and eat like kings. We are all so good friends with President Biden and Vice-President Harris.

Joe says he will be visiting Prime Minister Trudeau in October in Ottawa and after that would like to stay with us for a couple of days. This is unprecedented with an American President staying with a Canadian citizen. We look forward to a visit and Bob says this will be Canadian Thanksgiving. He has plans that will make Joe and Jill Happy.

We fly back to Toronto and the media mobs us. Dillie the Westie and Reggie have suddenly become international diplomats.

Bob says to us when we return home that we all need to press the stop button and relax for two months. This sounds good to us dogs! I look forward to daily long walks and lots of cold water and chicken kibble. However we have received an invitation to a show hosted by Dr. Phil that Disney insists we attend. Bob says yes but after that we relax and wait for the visit by President Biden and his wife Jill.

Poetry Corner “The Blindness of the Shame”

The Blindness of the Shame

Attending a dinner party with the double vaccinated (of course)
they are pontificating at the ignorance and stupidity of the unvaccinated
they’ve swallowed the party line hook line and sinker
well educated but blinded to civil rights all the more shameful as they are lawyers

Oh so terrible they say these Haitians being whipped and lassoed by red necked Texan cowboy border agents!
Excuse me how is this different from the politico medico elite “ENCOURAGING”
vaccination and the poor unvaccinated denied entry into cinemas, restaurants and entertainment venues?

The ENCOURAGEMENT is but a whip and the politico medico elite are no better than the red necked
Texan border agents

ECOURAGEMENT is but a masked term for repression, bullying and behaviour that Nelson Mandela
spent so many years in prison for

The Unvaccinated destined for “Unvaccinated Only” seats at Vaccinated diners
make the Selma analogy unless you are blinded by the ENCOURAGEMENT
I tell you this as a doubly vaccinated poet who is not afraid you to challenge you to see the light
Rosa Parks could see the light but you’ve been blinded by the obsequious media

Robert K. Stephen

RKS Wine: A Low-Cost Bordeaux with the Highest Pedigree

Mention the name Mestreguilhem in Bordeaux ears will perk up as they have been in the wine trade for many years and own Château Pipeau a solid red wine producing excellent and highly ageable red wine. They also own Chateau Joinin which produces a red Château Joinin. Can their skills and reputation be reflected in a $14.95 Bordeaux?

On the nose a creamy message of violets, herbs, black cherry, cassis and raspberry galette. On the palate penetrating black cherry, sweet date, licorice and a dusting of white pepper. Mild tannins with a moderately long finish. Age up to 2025. 95% Merlot and 5% Cabernet Franc.

I may have mentioned to you every once in awhile you can find a gem for a song in Bordeaux and although this is a simple AC Bordeaux it performs way above its price point. Really flawless. Worthy of a case purchase particularly if you are starting your cellar or if you are a veteran collector. Well suited for a Devil’s Kiss Pasta which you can find described here   https://www.thekitchn.com/devils-kiss-pasta-review-23182032?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=managed&fbclid=IwAR16Fgt8LzFdj7hLKrZLAJOFjVHXbvWp5Mq7Lc9h2XUMLf0lg_Ui_E_k_aM

(Château Joinin 2018 Bordeaux, AC Bordeaux, B. Mestreguilhem, Jugazan, France, $14.95, Liquor Control Board of Ontario # 356873, 750 mL, $16.95, 14.5%, Robert K. Stephen A Little Birdie Told Me So Rating 94/100).

You have just hit the jackpot on the slot machine. Run and don’t walk to pick this up.

RKS Wine: Do You Have Good Kharma? Flat Rock Cellars “Good Kharma Chardonnay”

Perhaps your kharma is dictated to you by a higher power based on your actions in this world? You know last weekend I was going to COSTCO to pick up some great Canadian Feta cheese and beside me some rather thuggish looking man in unlaced work boots, shorts and shaved head opened his door in heavy traffic and got out of his Ford 150 truck and bashed on the window and tore off the rear-view mirror of the car beside him. The kind of fellow you might see at the Capitol Riot in Washington. I wonder what his kharma was? In his last life he was an asshole and, in this life, an even bigger one.

When you try the 2020 Flat Rock Cellars Good Kharma Chardonnay perhaps you might reflect on your kharma? Or like me you might focus on the kharma of the wine? The fact that proceeds of the sale of the wine go to “Feed Ontario” an organization that has a vision of ending poverty and hunger in Ontario points to good kharma for all who drink it? Over 150,000 meals have been provided from the sale of this wine. Perhaps that thug I described above might be best served by abandoning his malt liquor and being more polite and drinking some Good Kharma. He had so much hatred in him in his next life perhaps he will be a flea?

Avoiding too much of a philosophical nature what about the wine?

It has a light gold colour. On the nose some intense peach and apricot and tangerine. There is no oak in this wine. It is lean and crisp with some measure of acidity making it a great foodie wine. On the palate some further apricot and peach. Could it be the wine has picked up the aroma of peaches growing nearby? There is enough acidity in the wine to make it a great pairing with seafood. It just might have the guts to stand up to November Malpeque oysters. It would also suit a range of grilled ocean fish like spiogola, orata and porgie served with a lemon, EVO and oregano with a big bowl of Swiss Chard doused with the same sauce you douse the fish with.

Spigola (sea bass) at Postigo Restaurant in Porto ; Photo: Robert K. Stephen

I think the wine’s acidity gives it a unique Niagara character. I can’t say there are many Niagara Chardonnays I would recommend with ocean water fish. Now would it suit freshwater perch, pickerel, bass and pike? I think so if simply prepared.

All said and done Chardonnay in Ontario seems so rarely suited for the fish I like but I think this is one of them. It is no oak sodden monster for sure but perhaps representative of a true unadulterated Chardonnay.

An odd but utilitarian Chardonnay with its own proud characteristics.

(Good Kharma 2020 Flat Rock Cellars Chardonnay, VQA Niagara Peninsula, Flat Rock Cellars, Jordan , Ontario, $ 16.95,. LCBO # 356873, 750 mL, 12,5%, Robert K. Stephen A Little Birdie Told Me So Rating 89/100).