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September 17, 2009

Buying a Birthday Card

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Buying a birthday card is a frustrating experience. I know some people buy the first one that they pick up, but I like to put thought into mine. I can’t figure out why. Obviously the receiver (in this case my mother) knows that I didn’t write the inscription myself, but I still want the card to represent not only my thoughts or sentiments, but also to apply to the person I’m buying for. I have a few simple rules when selecting the right card. Firstly, nothing too long or mushy. Obviously the person knows that I’m thinking about them, I spent $4.50 on a card. So there is no need to tell them that they are the sunshine in my life. Secondly, no dumb jokes. That includes toilet humour, stupid jokes about how bright that many candles are, and jokes that include a picture of a model’s chest or butt. The rules sound simple, yet I still spent 20 minutes in the card section of the newsagents today, trying to find the one (the one ended up being a cartoon man sitting atop a mountain saying “Happy Birthday. And remember the secret to a long life is…” Inside: Keep Breathing. Yes. Clever. Short. And clean.) but sadly even my screening process takes too long, and doesn’t eliminate crappy cards fast enough. So I am left reading countless dumb cards that I wonder who approved. Maybe in the future I’ll add a third rule, maybe one that elinimates any card that contains the colour…. Purple.

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September 14, 2009

Nothing is new

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Tonight I was preparing dinner in the kitchen, as several of my housemates were lounging around. The conversation was typical, running through the news of the day, our classes, random observations about silly ads on TV; just the usual stuff. The Simpsons was playing in the background, and each of us were reciting lines, or exclaiming, “Oh I love this next bit.” It got me thinking about how big an impact this show has had on our lives. I doubt that there are many people on Earth who haven’t watched an episode. It sounds like a cliché, but that show really has shaped a generation. I know that I quote it all the time. Then I started to think about the other TV shows and movies that I quote frequently, and I realised, not many of my witty or humorous responses are original. It was this realization that sent me back to high school. I can picture it clearly. It’s a hot sticky Monday afternoon, the week has just started, I still have an hour an a half before I can go home (likely to sit through a re-run of Bewitched), and my over-enthusiastic English teacher is trying to get us to deconstruct poetry, or an ad, or Shakespeare. She’s passionate and excited and I feel bad that I am not more enthused. I feel a little guilty looking at the exercise book that I’ve been doodling on past 20 minutes, whilst trying to run all the ink out of my pen. She claps her hands, “Guys! Isn’t that interesting? Nothing is original! Everything has already been said!” She seemed to find that fascinating. I now find it sad. For two reasons. Firstly, if everything has already been said, then nothing I ever say will be profound, or remembered, or even be unique. Secondly, it’s sad because all the expressions that I utter are TV quotes, essentially mindless, pointless collections of words that are intended to make an audience chuckle, and then be forgotten while they wait to be advertised to. Ah well, such is life.

Weather you’re in a good mood or not

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It’s funny how the weather can have such a dramatic impact upon your mood. I know this isn’t a groundbreaking observation. I know I’m not the first person to blame their mood on the weather, but I really noticed it today. Driving along the freeway from the sunny Central Coast today, I found myself singing along to the radio, smiling and playing a lane changing game with two other cars that seemed to have a similar speed and driving style to my own. The sky seemed bright, the beautiful scenery around me appeared to sparkle and for once, no trucks pulled in front of me up a hill, and no slow drivers clogged the right lane. I was loving the commute. Yet when I arrived at my destination, the bi-polar Richmond, never able to decide whether it wants you to fry or freeze, I was disappointed to discover that the skies had greyed, the scenery looked tired and dilapidated and an elderly couple pulled in front of me and proceeded to dribble along, 35kms below the posted limit. Suddenly, I was agitated. I became annoyed, both at the couple in front, and at the loud, and frankly dumb ads that bombarded my radio. It was just a shame that such a promising drive turned into such a frustrating ordeal. Bring on summer!

September 9, 2009

Glorifying the Gangland War

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Synopsis: The recent television mini series, Underbelly, was a nationwide hit; the story of an atrocious series of gangland killings, where drug dealers and murderers were slain in front of their children, in restaurants and in public streets. How did such a vile story capture the attention of the nation? Why did viewers tune in week after week and then pre-order the box set on DVD? One can only conclude that the series had some sort of resonance with the Australian Public. This essay will aim to explain why.

In life, there are many things that motivate people. There are needs; like the need for food, water, or shelter, and then there are desires; like the desperate yearning to succeed, to have better possessions or even to have total power and control. Underbelly was a 13 part TV series, based on actual events in Melbourne from 1995 to 2004, that demonstrated the lengths some people will go to fulfil their desires. It was a series that dazzled and intrigued millions of Australians, and won the cast and crew a slew of awards. However, the show was not purely a success because of the storyline. Yes, people were interested in the story of “Australia’s worst serial killer” as the show proclaimed, but mainly, they wanted to see it unfold. They wanted to know what these drug dealers and murderers would look like. They wanted to watch the violence. They wanted to relive it, to experience it. And how does one see, live and experience an event once it has already occurred? Through watching a re-presentation, a series of images. And that is why Underbelly was such a successful television series, because the creators could show Australians a piece of their history, could show them how the underworld lived, and could show them what happens when people live purely to satisfy desires.

“To be a top gangster you need to be ruthless, dangerous and cunning – but most of all you need to be born with a survivors instinct.” (Excerpt from the book Underbelly: The Gangland War, by John Silverster and Andrew Rule, page 160)

The show was a brilliant success. Millions tuned in every week, and a second series, a prequel, was forthcoming. But why was the seedy underworld so attractive to the viewers? Was it that deep down everyone has that innate desire to let the monster in them out? Did people see themselves in the characters? Or was the idea of the money, and the lifestyle that the characters appear to lead to tempting for the public to resist?

Perhaps what is in play too, is the spirit of Aussie pride. Despite the fact that the story is actually a series of brutal drug fuelled slayings, and probably because of it, Australians are drawn to it, they find it appealing. The story takes on a cultural significance because locals identify with the characters, even if only because they have seen them previously in Australian soapy’s or ads. The Aussie accents are also a welcome change for viewers who generally sit through hours of American or English broadcast, and the locations too are familiar. The Underbelly series seems to have captivated and divided Australians in much the same way that the Ned Kelly legend has. However, the visual aspect, and the absolute media saturation, on TV, radio, magazines and newspaper, has meant few could escape it. And as crude as it may seem, Aussies appear to like to have their own killers. But do they like them, or do they just fear or respect them?

“It was said he could kill for loyalty, be loyal for money, and take money for a kill.” (From the TV series, Underbelly, episode 6)

Andrew “Benji” Venjamin was described in the TV series as being “one of the most loved killers in all of Melbourne.” This statement is in itself interesting, as it demonstrates what was perhaps the greatest technique employed by the writers and directors of Underbelly. One of the contributing factors to the shows success was its ability to make the viewer both love and hate the character. The audience was expected to fall in love with, or at the very least feel some admiration for the characters. How could they not, even though most of the main characters were intrinsically bad, they were likeable. Cool, calm, collected, funny and often just silly. Mainly they were endearing. The characters were visually constructed that way; the way they were dressed, the cars that they drove, the venues they frequented, the food they ate, and the drugs that they used. There was, on some level, respect or perhaps even envy that viewers felt towards the characters. And yet every time one began to have such feelings towards the character, be it respect, admiration or love, the character betrays that bond by performing some despicable, unforgivable act. There is, for example, the scene where Benji is out at a nightclub, he is with a mate Rocco, and a girl he has just met. Rocco is rude to the girl and Benji defends her honour. Later, Roberta Williams calls Benji to come and consol her. He leaves, telling the girl that he will be back. Roberta is pregnant, and emotional. Benji comforts her, bringing her ice-cream and Vodka. He then returns to meet his new woman. These images are powerful, the tough and likeable hit man, abandoning his plans for the evening to comfort a friend, standing up to a rude and arrogant mate, and returning as promised to a date. However, that scene is quickly upturned when he arrives back at the club to find his mate has absconded with the girl. The next moment, Benji is at Rocco’s door, where he opens fire into his mates’ chest, as a payback for the betrayal. The date weeps in the apartment to the police, “He seemed like a real sweetie.” It is this contrast, visually presented without a word that once again distances the character from the viewer. As much as one wants to like him, he is still inherently evil, and there is the power of Underbelly, and the power of contrasting images.

Contrasting images were used repeatedly throughout the series as a way of piecing two narrative trajectories together. It also helped to create the distinction between the two rival gangs, “The Carlton Crew” and “The Williams Camp”. Another memorable scene was the aftermath of Jason Moran’s death. The Carlton Crew were sombre, attending the funeral. This scene was intersected with shots of the Williams family celebrations for their daughters’ christening. The black and grey scenes from the church contrasted with the bright and cheery scenes from the party. The releasing of balloons at the funeral paralleled the purple and silver balloons adoring the party room. The tears of sorrow compared with the smiles of elation, as both gangs reacted to the news of Jason’s death.

Violence was often broken up in an almost strobe like fashion. Martin Scorsese is reputedly one of the best directors of violent scenes, and he has said on many occasions that violence is often more scary when it is imagined. And that idea has certainly been explored on Underbelly. In the episode where Alphonse Gangitano descends into his hellish moral conflict, he begins by wreaking havoc with a pool cue in a bar. Images of the faces and wounds of the victims are flashed onto the screen, interrupting each moment of contact. The assumed violence is far more frightening when the hit isn’t shown, but the evidence is immediate. Following the violence, the audience is shown the containment cell, and then the surveillance camera where Alphonse is seen on his knees, vomiting onto the floor. It is as if the viewer is only shown the scene from a distance, as if they could not possibly relate to the character, and therefore cannot share the moment at his level, but rather experience it as an onlooker. This editing allows for the viewer to watch the characters decline. One sees his out of control behaviour, and his remorse. They may pity him, but they no longer respect him, and this sets Alphonse up for his death. “With filmed events, sequences of actions are not presented as they appear in the world but, rather, are structured in accordance with the principals of film editing (Hochberg & Brooks, 1978; Kraft, 1987b; Mascelli, 1965). Many frames are omitted from the live action, yet viewers are still able to comprehend and remember the depicted events (Kraft, 1987a).” (Communication Research, Vol 18 No. 5, October 1991 601.)

Carl Williams was one of the central characters of the series. He was depicted as being a slow witted, fat bogan who almost stumbled into the drug trade and saw “bumping people” as just part of his business. This was evident in a scene where he was piling wads of cash into a bag, his wife asking for thirty thousand dollars, to which he replied that money was tight this week. Her childish reaction further clarifying the family’s views, “Well my fucking jewellery won’t be on sale forever.” He was always depicted in a tracksuit, eating and was often referred to a being “fat”, “lazy” or “ugly”. He was set up from the start to be unlikeable. Not once was he seen in a suit, or in any type of car other than the run of the mill Commodore. Even his lieutenant hit man Benji drove a (stolen) late model Mercedes Benz. Carl was never intended to be respected or glorified in the way the other villains in the series were.

Roberta too was never glamorised the way characters like Danielle Maguire, Tony Mokbel’s girlfriend, was. Roberta wore a tracksuit the entire series, minimal make up, and spoke in a way that would make a sailor blush. Roberta was cheated on, made fun of and called a range of obscenities. Danielle was rewarded with gifts, wore Versace dresses and was always made up, complete with exquisite jewellery. She was wined and dined by gangsters. Danielle was to be liked, Roberta despised.

Alphonse Gangitano was meant to be liked, but also almost laughed at. It was meant to be humorous that he arrived at parties and demanded Opera music be played. It was meant to be humorous that he enjoyed fine red wine, commenting that one of “the sisters” got “ripped off love.” The viewer was meant to see the funny side of being more upset that his suit and shoes were ruined by blood stains, than the death of a colleague at his hands. His arrogance and his self-assuredness was meant to not only be amusing, but to play into the stereotypical Italian Mafia gangster caricature that most Australians seem to enjoy. This was clearly demonstrated when a police car pulled up in front of him, blocking his path. Alphonse hitched up his pant legs, climbed onto the bonnet, and continued walking across the car, rather than simply walking around it. This scene was key to informing the audience of the power and the attitude that these criminals possessed, particularly towards the police. This visual representation was one of the strongest indicators, and one of the most memorable scenes, despite the fact that it contained no violence, and no nudity, which many mediums accused the show of being all about.

Steve Owen was the detective who played a major role in investigating the gangland war and ultimately brought Carl Williams to justice. He was the ultimate good cop/ bad cop. He ranged between trying to do things by the book and harbouring such an intense hatred for the criminal characters that he would compromise his beliefs to see them behind bars. He was seen as fit, a clear visual contrast to his arch nemesis, Carl. He was, with the exception of one scene, either working out, or in a suit. On the one occasion that he was seen out of uniform, he was positioned lying on his couch, with empty beer cans adorning the table, and floor around him. An image that was powerful because it was so contradictory to his character, and illustrated clearly his feelings of hopelessness.

Jason Moran was seen as the ultimate thug. Raised tough by the streets, he wore the standard blue wife beater and jeans, and drove an older model Mercedes Benz. He had money, but not enough to live the lifestyle he dreamed. The book that the Underbelly series was based on, Underbelly: The Gangland War, says, “Jason Moran came from a family of career criminals, but had many chances to break free. But in the end, he loved the idea of becoming a gangster too much. The death of his wife’s father, as well as the murder of his half-brothers father, didn’t seem to show him that it was a career with limitations. In the underworld, fringe benefits can be tempting, but the redundancy package is distinctly unattractive. It is small, made of lead and arrives suddenly. You don’t see it coming.” (Page 206) Jason was rarely shown smiling throughout the series. He was a paranoid, ferret of a man, and was never intended to be respected by the audience.

Mick Gatto was perhaps the most interesting of the lot to consider. His character was stylish, articulate, witty and had a sort of cool factor. He was meant to be respected, or admired. Criminals looked up to him on the show, they respected him. He requested meetings and everyone from Carl, to Benji to Tony Mokbel would turn up. But the reason he is interesting, is that the TV series clearly showed Mick kill Benji Venjamin. He called him over, asked to see him out the back of the restaurant, and shot him in the stock room. The body lying on the floor, covered in blood and tomato sauce, an image that almost suggests a clouding or contamination of evidence. Which mirrored what was to happen in reality, where the real Mick Gatto was found not guilty of the murder of Andrew “Benji” Venjamin, due to a technicality. So what has essentially happened is that where evidence in court could not find Gatto guilty, the small screen has. The power of a succession of images has been demonstrated in this case, “…we know that photographs and film are representations and not the embodiment of truth or objective reality, but that is how they affect us: the images and the soundtrack overwhelm us, as it were, and make it difficult for us to remain impartial, distanced and critical.” (page 58)

The series also had an impact on the lives of those it was based on. Roberta Williams experienced a resurgence of popularity, appearing in a bikini in the men’s magazine, Zoo Weekly, as well as enjoying regular appearances on A Current Affair. The curious thing about her ACA appearances was that it actually highlighted the power of the image, rather than personality. Obviously appearing on the show was quite controversial considering many Australians regard her as a criminal. This was shown on several occasions when the nine network conducted Vox Pops on the streets of Sydney and Melbourne to ascertain what the general public thought of Roberta Williams. In Melbourne, where the TV series was banned (due to a Suppression Order by the Supreme Court) and where Roberta had experienced media attention in the years leading up to Carls arrest, the general consensus was that Roberta had paid her dues and most people thought “good on her” for trying to re-build her life once again. On the other hand, in Sydney, where the series had just been aired, most people felt that Roberta was a criminal, a drug dealer, and that she should be locked up. The difference between the two states was that those in the northern region had witnessed the way Kat Stewart portrayed Roberta; as a vile, snake like woman who clung to Carl for his money, ran the business while he was in prison, and cheated on her husbands openly and frequently.

“In 2003, Roberta Williams was an unknown nobody. In less than a year she became the best-known nobody in town. She of the toothy smile, pugnacious attitude and sharp tongue was a compulsory inclusion on the media coverage of Melbourne’s underworld shootings.” (Excerpt from the book Underbelly: The Gangland War, page 360)

The TV series, Underbelly, re-presented a reality. The events did in fact occur. Some thirty people were murdered because of the drug war. But it is easy to forget that the series was in fact just a story based upon the events. It was a re-creation, a dramatisation, a re-enactment. The murders were set up. The conversations were scripted. The characters were sexed up, made more attractive, wittier, more articulate, funnier, and craftier. Admittedly, that is done with all visual re-presentations, but concern arises when the medium goes so far as to glamorise the event to the point of glorification. And that is the power of the image. The viewer looks at what is presented on the screen before them, and witnesses something so impressive, so interesting, and so desirable; that they forget that what they are viewing is a framed re-presentation of something that is in fact so dirty, so false and so evil. That constructed image can, and has, in the case of Underbelly, fooled many viewers.

“We ‘trust’ the pictures because they are so close to the world as we experience it and we are simply accustomed to believing the evidence of our senses.” (page 58 of pscandochfg)

In conclusion, Underbelly has shown how images can influence opinion, as in the case of Roberta Williams; can cast doubt upon innocence, as with Mick Gatto; can educate, as the show has done by informing one generation and reminding another; and can thoroughly entertain.

 

References: • Underbelly: The Gangland War, John Silverster and Andrew Rule, Floradale Productions Pty Ltd and Sly Ink Pty Ltd, 2008. • Underbelly, 13 part series on DVD, • Extract from, Can we go Beyond the Image Wars, provided on vUWS website. • Extract from, On the Visualisation, The Sensation of the Historical Culture of the Image, provided on vUWS website. • The Coherence of Visual Narratives, Robert N. Kraft, Phillip Cantor and Charles Gottdiener, Communication Research, 1991; 18; 601. • Lecture notes from Peter Dallow, Autumn 2009 lectures on Visual Thinking. • Crossing Criminal Cultures, documentary on the works of Martin Scorsese, • http://www.australiantelevision.net/underbelly/ accessed on 15th May 2009 • http://www.news.ninemsn.com.au/article.sspx?id=377479 accessed on 16th May 2009 • http://www.smh.com.au/news/tv-reviews/underbelly/2008/02/12/1202760283935.html accessed on 16th May 2009 • http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Underbelly_(TV_series) accessed on 16th May 2009 • Juvenile Delinquency and Behavior Patterning ,Walter C. Reckless, Journal of Educational Sociology, Vol. 10, No. 8, Research in Child Development (Apr., 1937), American Sociological Association.

September 2, 2009

Late Night Feeding Frenzy

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In recent months, there has been a state-wide push to close licensed venues earlier and to enforce curfews that refuse patrons entry after 2am. The purpose of these curfews or lockouts was to reduce violence like stabbings, glassings and brawls that occur in and around pubs and clubs. But with the rise in popularity of 24 hour or late trade fast food stores, street violence is again on the rise, as highly intoxicated patrons gather to eat, and subsequently fight.

In Richmond, in Sydney’s west, street violence in late trade restaurants has the local police and council worried. A 2008 report prepared by the NSW Bureau of Crime Statistics and Research (BOSCAR) shows that since 2004, alcohol related assaults have increased by 15 per cent in the Hawkesbury area.

Senior Constable Enman from Windsor police has placed the blame firmly on 24 hour fast food outlets. “Most brawls occur in the early hours of the morning,” he said. “At that time, everyone gets a bit hungry, especially when they’ve had a lot to drink, then someone looks at someone the wrong way and suddenly violence breaks out.”

Richmond is also home to a residential campus for university students. With almost four hundred residents, aged between 18 and 25, many of them frequent the local night spots, and have witnessed countless brawls. Nursing student, Stacey Wright, 22 says, “There are always fights out in the streets. People end up standing around drunk, pigging out on fast food, and before you know it, someone’s on the ground bleeding. It’s sad, but you almost get used to it.” 

However, not everyone wants to see late night fast food trade end. For the local kebab shop, Friday and Saturday nights are when the store does the best business. They depend on the trade from patrons exiting the local pubs and nightclubs which close at 3am. For them, recent efforts made by police to petition the council into restricting trading hours for venues like the Richmond Star Kebab House comes as a severe blow. Helen Bozkurt, who owns the Richmond Star Kebab House in Windsor Rd says that they are being unfairly blamed and subsequently punished for the drunken behaviour of some of their customers. “It has nothing to do with us. People are going to do what they want. If they get drunk, act stupid and get into fights, that’s not our fault.” Mrs Bozkurt, who runs the store with her husband and two sons, said, “We’re just a family trying to make a living.”

The fight to trade continues for the Bozkurt’s and others like them in Richmond. In the meantime, NSW Police have prepared a report on street violence, which is currently before the council; with the intention of ensuring food outlets like the Richmond Star Kebab House are forced to close earlier. Senior Constable Enman believes “reduced trade would certainly benefit the public.”

Number One

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This is the first of what I hope will be many blog posts. And to start, what better topic than me.

 I am currently in my third year at the University of Western Sydney, where I am studying Journalism and Advertising. The decision to study Journalism was made at age 10 when I wrote my first article (sadly it was on Princess Diana’s death; happily I received a lot of positive attention at school for it). It was at this time that I received my first official nickname, Kelly-Anne. This my fellow fourth graders chose because it paralleled the only media personality they knew at the time, Kerry Anne. A decade on, I still love writing and I still put on phony news presenter accents but thankfully I am no longer referred to as the hillbilly-sounding, Kelly Anne.

As well as loving news, be it hard or entertaining, I love cars, football (real football… AFL), and mafia movies.

My dream is to work for a country radio station, or newspaper, and one day, I would love to have my own column. In the meantime however, I will stick to blogging.

Have an awesome week!

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