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The Feijoa Club
The Feijoa Club, a show for kids and adults, has debuted on Heihei this week.

Pop CultureJune 27, 2019

Review: The Feijoa Club is homegrown greatness for kids and adults alike

The Feijoa Club
The Feijoa Club, a show for kids and adults, has debuted on Heihei this week.

The Feijoa Club is a new Kiwi children’s comedy that launched on Hei Hei this week. Tara Ward checked it out, and reckons it’s one of the best home-grown shows to hit our screens in a long time.

Gather ye feijoas while ye may, but make sure all your eyes are on Hei Hei’s The Feijoa Club this winter. This new Kiwi show is a smart and confident six-part children’s comedy about five young mystery-solving friends living in small town New Zealand, and it’s a delight from start to finish. It’s even better than a warm feijoa muffin, and that’s a big call.

The Feijoa Club centres around Perry, a teenager who’s just moved from Auckland to a small Taranaki town. It’s the type of rural community where everyone knows everyone, and Perry’s quickly welcomed into ‘The Feijoa Club’, a group of friends who solve the little mysteries of their town.  Along with Perry – who pretends to be Jacinda Ardern when she’s nervous – there’s slow-runner Boyden and his awesome sister Rima, nerdy Amir and super savvy Gemma-Jane.

Some of the adorable kids on The Feijoa Club.

Luckily, Perry has landed in a town full of puzzles waiting to be cracked, like a missing brooch or why Boyden can’t run faster. Each episode runs for about ten minutes, so nobody’s cracking the Enigma, but I loved how some of The Feijoa Club’s mysteries were so easily explained. Perry lost her tablet on the first day of school because (spoiler alert) kleptomaniac Rima pinched it. Aroha mai, mystery solved.

Rima’s my fave, but every one of the show’s characters is a joy. The friends are quirky and funny, continually getting themselves into awkward situations like auditioning for the school play or being banned from the town museum. Together, they’re a force to be reckoned with, like the episode where they stage a peaceful protest inspired by Te Whiti-o-Rongomai. If these kids are our future, Aotearoa is in safe hands.

Just some Kiwi kids!

The young actors are supported by a charming cast of adults, including Shortland Street’s Nicole Whippy (who also directs) as Ms Haughton, the lively Principal of Shining Peak High, and Scotty Cotter and Andy Wong as Perry’s dads Hughey and Steven. I also loved Mrs Gooseberry the drama teacher, who’s school play audition reactions were a treat.

There’s a lot to love about The Feijoa Club, and especially the celebration of whānau. Perry lives with her two Dads in a home filled with aroha. “Your life is a tv show: ‘My Two Awesome Dads’,” artist Hughey tells Perry in episode one. Problems are solved around the kitchen table, and Perry’s globe-trotting ‘Auntie Mum’ Rosie occasionally swoops in to help solve a mystery or two.  It’s a family dynamic we don’t see often enough on television, but The Feijoa Club gets it right.

Also, Perry’s Dad cooks incredible kai. I got so hungry watching this show.

The multicultural cast of the Feijoa Club.

Best of all, this a truly multi-cultural production, featuring a cast of Māori, Pacific, Pan-Asian and Pākehā actors. It’s produced and written by Kiel McNaughton and Kerry Warkia from Brown Sugar Apple Grunt Productions (of Waru and Find Me A Māori Bride fame), and it’s refreshing to watch television that includes such variety of voices and perspectives.  The scripts include everyday te reo, themes of identity and belonging, whānau and whakapapa, are woven through each episode.

But The Feijoa Club is, above everything else, a genuinely funny show. I laughed out loud at the yoga fart joke and the flashback references that break the fourth wall and the lines about not liking feijoas. This is a show that knows exactly what is expected of it as a children’s comedy but refuses to dumb itself down. It confidently delivers on all the necessary kids-show life lessons, but in a delightfully self-aware way, and without ever being sanctimonious.

I watched every episode of The Feijoa Club with a smile on my face. It’s a perfectly pocket-sized piece of children’s television and left me wanting more. More Perry, more Rima, and definitely more of Steven’s cooking. The Feijoa Club is a brilliantly multi-cultural and fun New Zealand show that deserves to be adored by adults and kids alike.

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Crash Team Racing is the latest completely remade game – but how long can this trend last?
Crash Team Racing is the latest completely remade game – but how long can this trend last?

Pop CultureJune 27, 2019

Review: Crash Team Racing Nitro Fueled is nostalgic navel-gazing

Crash Team Racing is the latest completely remade game – but how long can this trend last?
Crash Team Racing is the latest completely remade game – but how long can this trend last?

Sam Brooks reviews Crash Team Racing Nitro-Fueled, an exercise in mining nostalgia for diminishing returns.

If you were a 90s kid and had a console, you were either a Mario Kart kid or a Crash Team Racing kid. These were the definitive party games of our era – more party and more competitive than the actual party games from both franchises (Mario PartyCrash Bash) – because they were games that you played over time and built up skills, rather than got lucky at.

Also? Because go-kart games are like shots of serotonin straight into your brain stem. Bright colours, bouncy sounds, quickfire gameplay. And Sony hasn’t had a good one since, well, the first Crash Team Racing game.

Remaking Crash Team Racing is an absolute no-brainer, especially considering the success of the Crash Bandicoot and Spyro remakes. The bones of that original game are so solid – it’s not just a rip-off of the Mario Kart format, but a subversion and upgrade of a few of that game’s mechanics – that it remains the gold standard for the genre. Hell, a few years ago, I remember people getting around a dusty old PS1 at a bar to play a Crash tournament, and while the graphics showed every single second of its 15 years, good bones are good bones.

It’s all your Crash favourites, including that polar bear you jump on for heaps of lifes.

In the vein of those aforementioned remakes, Crash Team Racing Nitro-Fueled gets right most of what it does simply by covering those old bones with a beautiful new skin. The core mechanics are the same, although you’ll run into trouble if you’re relying on two-decade old muscle memory to powerslide. You pick one of the Crash characters – either from the trilogy that absolutely everybody played and loved or the subsequent games that people played and absolutely nobody loved – and drive around various wacky tracks. If you pick up enough apples, you go faster. If you pick up weapons, you use them against your foes. Like any race, the driver at the front of the pack wins. Simple, sleek, satisfying.

In all honesty, it’s a reskinned Mario Kart. But when it ain’t broke, there’s no point fixing it. The upgrades are largely cosmetic – but it’s like going from the pharmacy to MAC. This game is straight-up gorgeous, as all of these remakes have been. There’s a slightly Dreamworks-y quality to the animation that makes me wonder how quickly it will age, but for the moment everything pops and it’s a candy-flavoured delight to look at. You might be surprised to see tracks and characters from the under-played and under-released sequel, Nitro Kart, in the game, and even more surprised to see tracks from the early, almost entirely unknown sequel Crash Tag Team Racing, but these just feel like icing on the remake cake.

This remake isn’t perfect, unfortunately. Some of those flaws are new, like the unfathomably long loading times. Sometimes it can take up to half a minute to load a race, which is fine if you’re boosting through adventure mode, but when you’re sitting in a group of people eagerly awaiting the next race to begin, it’s a bit of a drag.

Yeah, that’s as bad as it looks.

The other flaws are some straight-up racist depictions. We’re in 2019, and we shouldn’t be accepting some incredibly vague appropriation of Polynesian culture with Aku Aku and Uka Uka, two mentor-figures that exclaim ‘Ooga booga’ (or words to that effect) when they’re summoned to protect you. Additionally, Papu Papu – a bumbling, overweight vaguely Aztec tribal leader who refers to himself in the third person and in broken English – can’t be a character that anybody was crossing their fingers and hoping to see. The depiction of both is vague enough to almost get a pass, but being vague in what you’re appropriating is not quite the same as just not doing it.

Although fun, this remake does give me pause. What’s the end goal here? Is it to cash in on the skeleton of a game everybody already loved, and get them to shell out for a prettier version? Or is it to introduce these classics to a new generation of gamer who might balk at playing games that they consider to be ‘ugly’ with ‘old graphics’?

It’s no coincidence that the latter two of these remakes, Spyro and this, have had art styles that far more closely resemble Fortnite than they do their original games. Gamers aren’t stupid, but sometimes people who buy games for gamers are low-information, and end up going for something that looks similar to the game their kid/adult/significant human is playing. And in that situation, you could do a whole lot worse than Crash Team Racing Nitro-Fueled. If I could use that little Men in Black gun to make me forget Crash Team Racing and experience  it for the first time, I’d do it.

I’m glad, of course, that I don’t have to drag out my Playstation 2, blow it off, and then find my scratched-up Playstation 1 copy of Crash Team Racing. We’ve struck gold with both the remakes of the Crash trilogy and Spyro the Dragon trilogy now, but you can only strike gold so much before you start start hitting rock.

Crash Team Racing Nitro Fueled is available for Playstation 4, Nintendo Switch and Xbox One.