Walking in a world where humanity teeters on the brink, and the walls meant to protect are also what keep you trapped. Attack on Titan, Hajime Isayama’s sprawling dystopia, arrives in Bangkok not as a mere manga retrospective but as an experience – one that swells with sound, light and looming structure. The exhibition doesn’t just revisit the story’s famous walls, it builds them around you, as if to remind you where the real monsters are. Among the chaos: a 3D cinema that hurls you into a ten-minute warzone, artefacts from the series frozen in glass, and a four-metre Titan head that stares you down like it knows too much. Until Jun 18. B300-420 via here. Central World, 11am-9pm
Halfway through 2025 – blink and it’s June. Somehow, we’ve arrived at Pride Month, drenched in both colour and contradiction. It’s a time carved out for queerness, love-drenched, politicised and stubbornly joyful. But this isn’t a parade just for the queer community. It’s a mirror held up to everyone, reminding us that identity is messy, defiant and worth defending. Pride isn’t a party so much as a punctuation mark – a loud, necessary one. So, in a city that’s constantly shedding its skin, what does celebration look like?
Bangkok, never one for subtlety, offers up a bit of everything. The Japanese invasion continues – animated and unapologetic – with Naruto The Gallery, Attack on Titan Final Exhibition and the overwhelmingly adorable 100% Doraemon and Friends Tour. Childhood nostalgia dressed as cultural diplomacy? We’re here for it.
On the music front, things are getting beautifully chaotic. The Yussef Dayes Experience promises jazz with the edges left on, a kind of spiritual combustion wrapped in broken beats. Meanwhile, Kula Shaker returns, all psychedelic haze and East-meets-West mysticism. And then there’s MNDSGN, that cosmic soul wanderer, bringing his woozy grooves and unreleased material to a city that rarely pauses long enough to listen. He’s asking us to.
Film lovers aren’t left out either. Lahn Mah (How to Make Millions Before Grandma Dies) – arguably the most talked-about Thai feature in recent memory – gets its moment under the spotlight. It’s a family drama, yes, but also a quiet revolution in storytelling. Director Pat Boonnitipat joins the screening, which feels less like an event and more like a cultural checkpoint.
So here we are, mid-year, wide-eyed, sweaty, clinging to joy in all its fractured forms. Bangkok doesn’t ask you to choose a lane. It just hands you the map and says: run.