Fuck Yeah! Sung Kang!

"Fuck Yeah! I'm Sung Kang."

Just wanted to point all our readers to this fan tumblr site that is called, you guessed it, FuckYeah!SungKang. No if’s or but’s, just fuck yeah! and to the point. Run by Admin Hanna, she unfortunately, has not updated it in months, because she’s gotten too busy with real life, like school, jobs, and other questionable activities that are taking her away from her responsibilities of objectifying the one and only Han from Tokyo Drift!

So I am calling you out, Admin Hanna! You have a responsibility to my boy Sung to update your tumblr and get the ball rolling on the Sung-man love. Yes, we are calling you out. We can’t wait until FAST SIX for you to update your tumblr. It needs to be done now. Sung Kang, Fuck yeah!

Around the Horn: Room for Improvement

“Room for improvement” was one of these popular comments I got from teachers when I was going to school in Hong Kong. On some subjects, I worked my ass off and did better than half the class and I would still get the comment “room for improvement.” Personally, I never quite enjoy hearing a comment with the word “improvement” because it reminds me of how difficult and competitive it was going to school in Hong Kong.

What does “improvement” mean for you? And if there’s one thing you can improve this Year of the Dragon in your life, what would it be?

DADDY FAN – when a cute girl steals your bed

My body aches.  All the time.  My neck, my back, my rump – all sore and creeky 24/7, even after many, vigorous massage sessions via the bony hands of a cute Korean girl (my wife).

For over 3 years it’s been like this (which, ironically, is in parallel to my current tour of duty as a dad) .  I rarely feel fresh, virile, or verdant anymore.  For the span of over 1,000 days my bones have felt like glass and my muscles of frozen meat.  In a nutshell, I hurt.

Why?

Am I unknowingly a zombie with limited decay and good teeth?  Probably not.  I still want to kiss my wife, not eat her.

or

Am I just working out too hard at the gym in order to maintain a perfect, Hollywood physique?  Absolutely not.  I have not worked out a day in the gym in over 3 years.  And as such, I am well on my way of disproving the myth that Asian guys don’t have butts.  This baby’s got some back.  Come touch my creation if you wish.  All of it.

Cynthia Nixon and the Gay Gene

Damn, why did she have to go and say that?

In a recent New York Times Magazine profile, actress Cynthia Nixon, best known for playing Miranda on “Sex and the City,” said that being gay was a conscious choice for her.

“I understand that for many people it’s not, but for me it’s a choice, and you don’t get to define my gayness for me.  A certain section of our community is very concerned that it not be seen as a choice, because if it’s a choice, then we could opt out.”

I cringe.  I cringe because if it’s seen as a choice, there are plenty of people out there who will tell you it’s a bad choice, and will write nasty little laws to let you know just how they feel.

Hipster Disney Princesses

Apparently, this is a big internet meme…. fan artwork of Disney hipster princesses. I can dig it. If I were to choose who’s the hottest, I would go for Hipster Snow White. Here’s another lineup with Mulan….

Is Anastacia a Disney princess? I don’t think so… Regardless, you can check out more ironic and sad Disney princesses over at Buzzfeed.

Ai Weiwei Sundance Swag

I’m sure our readers are sick and tired of the Sundance blogs, but here’s one more that I need to have out there. One of the films in the documentary section is about political activist and artist Ai Weiwei, and is highly recommended. A well crafted film, AI WEIWEI: NEVER SORRY, chronicles the life of China’s most famous artist internationally, as he uses his art and social media to mobilize people under the iron fist of rampant censorship and an unresponsive justice system. But, that’s not what I am writing about here. The photo above is the little “gift” each audience member got after the screening.

Why I Love China


In honor of Chinese New Years, I recalled back to memories of my last trip to China in early 2011. It was one of my most daring backpacking trips in my life to say the least. I decided to start in the top left corner of China near the “stan” countries and just train my way back to Hong Kong. Did I mention I don’t speak Mandarin. I went from bagless to homeless to underwearless in the first week. But with those struggles, I met some cool locals. Also on my trip, I met up with one of my childhood buddies and toured Tibet and a few cities like Chengdu and Chongqing. We did so much karaoking that we decided we had to make our own karaoke video about why we love China so much. So I am embarrassed to say, here’s my singing debut. Gung Hay Fat Choy everyone!!!

EDIBLE BYTES: The best boba in Los Angeles is at Cafe 70 Degrees in Culver City.

Sorry, I had to rely on hyperbole to drag you over here, but it worked, didn’t it? The fact of the matter is that even if it’s not the singularly best boba joint in Los Angeles, Culver City’s Cafe 70 Degrees still undoubtedly resides in the upper echelons of bobadom.

I discovered this place through Yelp a couple months back when I needed a place to hang out at before my Parkour classes.

My expectations were low going into it because, well, I’d been around the block when it comes to tapioca balls and there haven’t really been many places that stick out for their excellence.

YOMYOMF at Sundance: The Best Of Edition


Justin Lin at Sundance 2012 Awards Ceremony / credit: David Magdael

I’m back in LA, enjoying the summer like weather… This year’s Sundance was a mixed bag for me, with the documentaries being the strongest component of the programming and questionable quality when it came to the batch of narrative features. But, that’s a trend that has been going on for awhile now, especially in the indie film world. Maybe it’s the fact that we live in an instantaneous world of 24-hour news cycles and Youtube video uploads capturing immediate reports and movements, ranging from the Arab Spring to “Shit My Blank” memes, life tends to be stranger than fiction. But, it was great to hang out with some Offender cronies, in a phat house, and in the end, my viewing experience in the second half of the Festival was much better. I already mentioned THE QUEEN OF VERSAILLES and BEASTS OF THE SOUTHERN WILD (which won the Grand Prize for US Dramatic Competition, which Offender Justin was on the jury for),  in a previous Sundance report, so here’s my top picks from this year (in no particular order):

YOMYOMF at Sundance: Once More with Feeling

So in a few hours, the last Offenders standing at Sundance (Justin, Elaine and myself) will be heading back to L.A. where I hear we’ve been experiencing beach weather. It’s going to be quite a change from this:

After Thursday’s snow adventure, the sun’s been shining in Park City making the weather picture perfect in my book: snow on the ground, sun in the sky. It’s certainly the perfect weather to sit inside a toasty theater with a thousand other film fans to watch movies, which for me included everything from Up the Yangtze director Yung Chang’s moving new documentary China Heavyweight–about boxing dreams in a small Chinese province–to Smashed—a dramedy about an L.A. woman struggling with alcoholism starring my new Sundance crush–the very talented Mary Elizabeth Winstead.