Fast and the Furious 4

I took a leave last Friday from work to arrange my books. It was a very known agenda and people who knew me know better not to bother me in those crucial times. In my case, it's no laughing matter. Half of my day was spent dusting and making sure that all the books listed in my old-school log book are there. True enough, by lunch I was already tired and extremely hungry. I decided to take a break, have lunch with my family in Makati and buy additional plastic covers as well.

During the afternoon, I went to Landmark to scout more additional resort wear. I still need to fully unwind. I bought about three rolls of plastic covers and quickly went to Powerbooks Greenbelt to pick up the book I ordered for my Boracay-reading. The specific book that I ordered was We Came to the End by Joshua Ferris. The first time I read this was at Fully Booked while waiting for Mitch. I read the first chapters and instantly fell in love with the humor and writing style. At that time, Mitch was already waiting for me outside as we were in a hurry to attend an event. I dropped the book and decided to come back for it the following weekend, but it was gone. They had to order stocks until I completely forgot about it. With the upcoming Boracay trip in sight, I need to bring a reliable book. Last year it was Haruki Murakami's Elephant Vanishes, now it's Joshua Ferris' We came to the End. I'm even more excited!

After buying the book, Mitch called me that the SV guys and girls are shopping in Glorietta. Soon, my dear friend Bags told me to catch up with them who were searching for swimsuits. I did go to Rustan's, had an opportunity to sit there and unwind as Mitch arrived.

The group decided to watch Fast and the Furious 4 that happens to be in its first weekend. Knowing Mitch, that is his kind of movie. I'm not much of a car fan myself. I wasn't planning to watch Fast and the Furious 4, but at that time I couldn't care less. I figured I liked the first movie enough anyways. I soon found out that this fourth installment would bring back the original cast: Vin Diesel, Paul Walker, Michelle Rodriguez and Jordana Brewster. Even so, I didn't nurse high expectations from it. Besides, it's the fourth installment. What other things do they have to offer to its viewers? I'm sure plot is not a major consideration here, but this movie will be all about action scenes and orgasmic car close ups for car enthusiasts.

The theater was jampacked to say the least. Everyone is on a Fast and the Furious hype. After the brilliant trailers, the movie's first scene already glued us on the "oil-highjack robbery" initiated by Dominic Toretto and Letty Ortiz played by the on-screen couple Vin Diesel and Michelle Rodriguez. I say, what an intro! It posed great promises as the car chase scene and stunts were impressive. But of course it had to be over the top somehow with the car screeching, fire, air suspension and the twist and turns. The very muscular, appealing and all-business Dominic Toretto is driving with his gigantic biceps with his Tomb Raider, sexy lady love Letty Ortiz.




After the murder of a main cast, enters the law enforcers represented by the all-American Boy Brian O Connor, played by Paul Walker, who shares a special bond with Dominic Toretto and his sister, the hot Mia, played by Jordana Brewster. It's Fast and the Furious all over again with the same major cast, minor depth of plot, impressive and stuffed car chase scenes and totally new bad guys.

If you liked Fast and the Furious 1 then you'll definitely like the improved action sequences in this movie. You have to take note of the car chase scenes in the desert. All the cars forming a V-line with the scene shot on bird's eye view. It was like reliving Lord of the Rings scene where Arwen is chased by the Nazgul. Only you would have to replace the screeching of the Nazguls with the screeching of tires and engines, and the horses are replaced with mod muscle cars.

The plot centers on revenge while taking out the real bad guys. Do not expect it to be thorough. The plot isn't really what you paid for anyways. What you want is to be taken on a ride and that is what the movie does. For those who want to venture out of the ordinary, it would be a quick escape. For those who want to appreciate cars more, watching this may be a great opportunity to do so. And for those who have short attention spans and who are car enthusiasts to begin with, prepare to see cars being blown up and screech to oblivion. This movie does what it does best, take you in for a ride.

PS: I like Vin Diesel even in the first movie. But in this movie, I am infatuated. Well done.
And also that night, I dreamt of him playing Panthro in the much anticipated movie The Thundercats. I really hope he does.

A matter of Relationship Importance

**Clearly a matter of utmost importance. Love the seriousness.

And so finally I watched He's Just Not That Into You. Well, if I essentially missed the enlightening rays of knowledge at least I was entertained by it. Thanks to the annoyingly sweet Ginnifer Goodwin who is a desperate woman we all have a tendency to be, to the bitchy character of the voluptuous Scarlett who plays THAT other woman. To Jennifer Aniston's relationship dilemma over the marriage that could and should happen. And to the strong, yet quirky control freak side of Jennifer Connelly. Oh, I forgot to mention Drew Barrymore who is quite forgettable in the movie and the "justifying" friend we all love to have when we enter a relationship mess.

These types of movies, you seldom go alone to. It's either you're with your significant other or with a bunch of friends you can helpfully hold on to while giggling whenever the sudden truth about relationships just represent themselves so graphically on screen. You either do check and balances of what you do or did in a relationship, that's why more than anything, you need a sort of support or anchor. Being independent, strong and fiery maybe ideal and what you have successfully incorporated in your life, but in matters of the heart we can all be screw ups.

But needless to say I went alone. After a day of being productive in the office (SATURDAY OT, people), in the groceries and milking the last cent of my ATM account for my summer cloothes, I met my two friends, who are a strong decade couple for our planned movie date. In short, I was the third wheel.

Not a very ideal position to be in. I was definitely gearing for awkward moments. No matter how I was highly aware of the possibilities, the intrigue and desire to watch a movie overpowered everything. If I can watch movies alone, most definitely I can watch it with a force field. But they are my good friends and it helps that they're not in a trying stage to impress each other. They're not that clingy also, which tends to be very third-wheeler friendly. My man was currently at work with his photography buddies and I had the heart to give him that Movie-Night off. After what I did with him in Milk, that was fairly acceptable.

But the movie wasn't exactly as enlightening as I wanted it to be. ProbablyI was slightly distracted and confused at some point. I might have picked up something useful along the way though, but it wasn't a EUREKA moment. At least the movie did for me was to present an aquarium of relationship situations women face that I might or might have not experienced yet. The whole situational story-telling tends to help us analyze our own "mess" and help deal with the numerous possibilities. To divorce, to be the one to call the guy, to get married, to WANT to get married, to handle "deepshits" that randomly plague every woman in every country in every culture. And that according to Javier, Janine's contractor in the movie,(Jennifer Connelly) that is a lot of prepositions.

While watching the movie, I can't help but do some internal check and balances. For a person who likes to observe and analyze strong signs, I am easily a slave to various interpretations plaguing in my head until I do something stupid. Even though I cannot relate to Jennifer Aniston's character in whining about marriage after 7 years of dating, I looked at my movie dates who have been dating for more than 10 years, and I ask myself if ever I would want to get married. My man and I would drop marriage jokes at each other just because we're in a stage wherein our own friends get married and usually we get asked a couple of times. Well, I may want to get married someday, a respectful move to my culture, to my womanhood and my beliefs in religion, but I fully agree that marriage is not something that could be rushed just because there's a need to provide a proof or for a false security that just end up easily tarnished. I'd rather NOT marry than get married and go through with the draining and embarrassing ANNULMENT possibilities. This marriage thing would be expounded in my future posts though.

I also believe that some women are just too great for their leading men that sometimes I feel cheated as well.

I also believe and have experienced that there there will be other girls out there with specific moral and psychological make-ups that could truly test the waters. We'd love to hate and kill them, sure. But even though they might be genetically similar to Scarlett Johannson's body, golden locks and oozing sex appeal, would I want to be in her position? Flirting with an attached man, my breasts being groped savagely in secrecy in all possible levels? I might be like Scarlett who has the capability to order every man at my disposal, but I doubt if ever I want to be like her.

Going thorugh the check and balances of your relationships or quasi relationships, while giggling and smiling along the way, are things that would eventually happen to you in this movie. It was entertaining and definitely an eye candy. Some of the situations there are exaggerated of course, but one can understand the exaggeration. It's either you want to slap yourself for being like that or pat yourself for being able to keep it together. I suggest watching it with a group though, but have the girls seated together and have their dates or significant others seated together that way support could be drawn at an interesting force from both camps.

This movie is an eye candy and can be very entertaining, but I'd rather read the book to draw wisdom from it. A 2 hour movie is fairly packed and tends to miss out salient points that need further probing on. But I wouldn't stop you from watching it.


But there are other points also which I cannot, for the life of me, relate to:

1. Never had blind dates and never went to a bar to stalk, pick up or get to know a guy. Heck, I never even go to bars. Adhering to blind dates and bar hopping would require a woman to be in a comfortable level of social aggressiveness, with remarkable charm powers, and with a good mentor or conscience. Girls who obviously don't possess these traits and support, wouldn't be able to relate to this and end up making a mess. Whoever told me that "you will never get your prospect husband or boyfriend in clubs and bars" is true to this day, but I accept that there are some exceptions...rare exceptions.

2. Flirting in powerful levels in unprecendented places like groceries, coffee shops and mundane establishments are so easy in the Western world. It's a way of how flirting could lead to date, could lead to sex, could lead to a relationship and could lead to marriage. The sequence in this country is not often true. Also, Flirting here has a thin line of either being "pyscho" or being just an "asshole." It is usually done in bars with a group of friends when one gets a glimpse of a person's background. It rarely happens without support, and the exception is if the person who is asking you out looks like Johnny Depp or Hugh Dancy...and they are really Johnny Depp and Hugh Dancy.

3. Women are equally powerful now. True. Women devote too much emotion and physical initiatives to make a relationship work. They are bound to understand the horrible sides of men and just be the stronger one to fix or get through with it. It's even acceptable for women now to draw the line and be clear about things. Gone were the days of hiding in the dark and enduring whatever crap guys give them. They get assertive and they make a move. But women are also known to over interpret and "stalk." They like challenging and torturing themselves, hence the drama. We also have dark and desperate sides too.

4. Certain rules and ideals of men and women apply in relationship. But there will always be exceptions.
5. I love Jennifer Connelly's character. Obviously, I hate Scarlett Johannson's character, who doesn't! Jennifer Aniston's character, I empathize with, but still has reservations for it. Ginnifer Goodwin's character is annoying and someone I cannot really relate to. Drew Barrymore, well, is a supporting cast and the film's producer.

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Not ready to enjoy MILK

Can I just say that I wish we'd just seen Seven Pounds or Doubt? Not that MILK is bad, it's actually good. It's enlightening, smart and very nicely done. It's my date that I kept worrying about. He couldn't handle the movie gracefully. He was like a kid tortured in his sleep without any hesitations to react and shift his positions for the whole audience to notice. I sincerely thought he'd really walk out and leave me there. Actually I silently prayed that he would do just that than release any possible outcry in the middle of the movie.

Milk has an extraordinary cast. Sean Penn is made for movies with deep substance because he brilliantly gives life to the characters just like what he did with Harvey Milk, an openly gay activist who is the first one to hold a major public office in San Francisco California, in a time when bigotry against homosexuals was high. Mr. Penn quickly dissolved into the shoes of Harvey Milk that one would easily forget that he played a father, a surfer dude in his younger days, a retard and a toughie in some of his famous movies. In this movie, he becomes gay and exchanges intimate scenes with James Franco and Diego Luna, yes there are numerous kissing scenes, but that is not the point. Aside from thinking that they are so naturally done that one would end up wondering how these very masculine actors were able to do it, one would appreciate the passion and sincerity of being in the characters' shoes if you go past cringing.

James Franco plays Scottie, a younger lover, who holds the subtle strength in the movie. He is an anchor and a sense to the over passionate and bubbly side of Harvey. Even though he played a gay dude there, I find him very cute and endearing. Never really had a crush on him when he played the Green Goblin, but ironically, I think I "crush" him in this movie. Gone were the days of teeny bopper roles. He may be the next Johnny Depp as they would say, with the rich and extreme characters he has played (Spiderman, Pineapple Express, Tristan and Isolde), he has proven to go beyond the junkie, leading man, superhero role. He has gone brave and artistic.

I also want note the supporting cast, whom I know are NOT entirely gay but played gay characters wonderfully, giving life without holding back. There's Emile Hirsch, the artistically acclaimed Diego Luna, Allison Pill, Stephan Spinella and Lucas Gabreel amongst others. They gave truth and a live memory of what homosexuals went through, specifically in San Francisco Castro Street. They educated us of how politics for their kind works and even to the point of reflecting how lucky I am to be spared of fighting for the same rights to live, to enjoy life, to achieve justice and to make a living. These rights weren't always accessible to them.

The film Milk would try to STRIP you off ones bigotry against homosexuals. It's a history lesson of the most recent past done in a heartwarming, acting driven biopic that everyone, with the heart and bravery to watch, will appreciate.

But I must admit some failed to look at the deeper meaning.

My movie date, instead of being enlightened, was enraged that I took him with me. We both perfectly knew that it's a biopic about a gay activist, but we were both innocent to whatever intimate scenes it would present. (Pause) Well, fine I did expect a smack, an exchange of kiss here and there, but it's hardly a cause of panic. For every kiss, for every hug and suggestive scenes he would squirm like he was being tortured. He grew angry and failed to look past the those scenes throughout the entire movie. Instead of being enlightened, now he is ultimately uncomfortable around them. He greatly represented the protagonists in the movie, the ones who believe that gays shouldn't exist because the world did not intend to create their "kind." As far as he is considered, there is only a HE, a SHE and IT, nothing in between.

Now I feel bad for two reasons. I feel bad because he didn't enjoy despite that I paid for the movie, and I felt bad because he slightly hates gays now. He just wanted the movie to be over and he kept on telling his friends how they couldn't be able to handle it, like he had the worst guy experience in his life. Being his friends, they agreed and urged him to buy FHM to sweep off any gay memories in his head. Exact thing that Harvey Milk was fighting for, bigotry I'm seeing in the flesh.

While walking on the parking lot, I let him rant. He is entitled to his own opinion anyways. I just didn't expect him to be feeling much worse about the homosexuals' plight. He pointed out arguments from the protagonists and how much he agreed with it. For some reason I felt happy because at least he paid attention to the movie, but thinking how he sides with the "oh-so-almighty" majority really bothered me. That wasn't supposed to be the "effect" of the movie.

I carefully inserted my views about it, hoping that he would see the light. For one, I don't mind educators to be gay, as long as they're not encouraging nor flamboyant. As long as they're discreet and have the student's safety and academic achievement as their main priorities, there is nothing wrong with gay teachers. I don't mind them owning their own businesses as long as it's legitimate and beneficial to society. I don't mind them having their own bars, enjoying leisurely walks with their lovers as long as they don't do PDAs (on heterosexual couples, same thing apply).

It's true that in a gender sense, there's only a HE or a SHE. That God created only two citing every argument in the Bible. But strip off the subject of gender and sexual preferences, we're left with one common thing. We're all HUMANS. Therefore, I don't see why homosexuals are deprived of HUMAN RIGHTS. There's a lot of difference between homosexuals and criminals. They have every right to be on earth as much as we heterosexuals do. Homosexuality is not a disease nor a weakness. That's what the movie is telling us. We might not agree with their lifestyle and we might certainly be entitled to our own opinions, but in the matters of human rights, we should all have the same stand in it.

I also hate it when people use GOD as the main reason for justifying hatred, deprivation and alienation. Let homosexuals be accountable with GOD if that is the case. Who are we to act as an OIC (Officer in Charge) of GOD, to deprive them of their rights. Strip off everything, we are left under one category. We're humans and as humans we must protect each and others' rights. We're not GODS to do otherwise, unless we prove to the world that we're talking to the Lord, listing his specific orders.

We may not understand the lives of homosexuals or how some people determine that they are one, but the fact is that they EXIST. We've come as far as talking to them, sharing the world with them and witnessing a great force that their kind brings. There is no point denying them of what is rightfully theirs, which is also what is rightfully ours. No more. No Less.

Oh and one more thing, after all that's said and done, make sure that you have an open mind and just in case, watch it with someone who is willing and ready. Otherwise the movie would fail magnanimously no matter how brilliant the actors, the plot and the purpose may be.

Get away Food-Booze Spirits, I must Go Here

I am still presently "gearing" myself to watch Spanish Movies showcased at Greenbelt today, but it seems when I woke up my body felt so weird and tired from that Chami, Booze and Hotdog experience last night. After having dinner with Den, I went to a newly opened coffee shop near our Village, read a few chapters of Kite Runner, and met my good friend Bags for some drinks at Central. Now all my food and drink intake are spiraling like crazy in my inards.

But I really don't want to miss these international films though. I mean, yeah, I could get it in DVDs, but it's still a different experience in theaters. DVDs are always an alternative, and with international movies you want to experience it the best way. When I was in college, when movies for me were not necessarily considered date activities, I save my allowance to watch different kinds of movies in Robinsons Galleria or Greenbelt on a weekend. Tim usually accompanies me, but there are still times that I don't mind going alone. I'm really the person not to mind. My friend Che who is very into everything Japanese gave me a list of movies shown at Robinsons Galleria this year. I wanted to watch those, but I didn't have time. Hence, the DVDs. Now, that Spanish movies are showing I didn't actually dwell on the part of "making a decision." I instantly know that I'M GOING with or without a movie buddy. Tim is currently in a dentist emergency, as I think I should be too, but heck his absence will not alter my activities.

I must go, it's just that I have to fix this physiological chaos. My stomach is freaking me out and I feel bloated more than ever, so I think I would have to lie down for a bit, but gosh, I wouldn't want to miss Guillermo del Toro's creation. It's also timely that I'm craving for a good horror movie; and subtitles do not bother me at all. This is my ultimate pick and something tells me I have to experience it on the BIG SCREEN.

MIRRORS (Film)

10.3.08 9ish am

It was so gloomy yesterday that I contemplated on not taking a bath or move from my bed. My book was within reach and my right hand was glued to the remote control saturating entertainment from TV. I plan to start the second trilogy written by Josie Litton, which I bought from the States since she’s not famous here. I surprisingly liked her first trilogy, loud and proud.

Years back, I remember going to this random book sale in the Glorietta with my friend Tin Lucero. To make the trip more interesting, we decided to start a game to look for the lousiest title on display. I immediately saw Josie Litton’s first book, “Dream of Me” coupled by the second book “Believe in Me.” Pathetic, right? So we found ourselves laughing at the corner when Tin pulled a dare on me. She dared me to buy the books and to actually read it. At those times, I wasn’t interested in “Romance Novels.” I never imagined titles of it creeping in my library. That was my pre-Judith McNaught stages.

90% out of pride and 10% out of curiosity, I bought and actually read it, fairly giving its chapter a few shot. I apparently liked it. In a few hours I realized I have again proved myself wrong and decided to change my perspective on things. I vowed to be open minded from now on and not judge the book by its title (cover). I allowed myself to be more welcoming and kinder if I’m dealing with an unfamiliar subject. Romance is a pretty common and highly creative genre that one expects too much, but one finds himself being disappointed by some outlandish elements. It’s a detailed manifesto of PDA. If PDA sickens you out, how about reading it in full detail when it reality, it NEVER really happens (Believe me!). You also don’t buy romance books out of thin air unless it’s written by a renowned romance writer or the book considerably has a huge following. Josie Litton’s books, I’m sure has its own followers (which I’m not included), but certainly it doesn’t have any wide marketing campaign, reach and the titles are just plain bad. From that experience, I’ve learned to adjust my perceptions and to constantly surprise myself at unexpected choices. That is exactly what I did yesterday, but on movies.

I was flipping through channels hoping to get any idea to do something that does not require too much effort from a lazy person enjoying a lazy day. I chanced upon a trailer which shows on October 1st. The usual marketing trailer flashed in front of me and it only took me a few seconds to find out it’s either a psychological trailer veering towards horror flickdom. Since I wanted to do groceries yesterday, I decided to watch a movie as well. I asked my cousin if she’s interested, although she likes Eagle Eye better, I’m reserving it with Mitch. So I ended up being the one selling her MIRRORS and convincing her probably it’s going to be a B-Budgeted crap that we’d end up laughing to. By the way, it also ended up me treating her.

She had agreed and I called the nearest theater house to get the schedules. We went there drizzling and all almost 5 minutes to the showing time and I expected the theater to be jampacked like the mall was. After buying our overpriced crappy snacks, we surprisingly entered an almost empty theater. Seated, I was already feeling regretful. Probably it’s one of those movies that involved a lot of mirrors (duh!). It might have something to do with the usual plot where characters find themselves crazy at the end of the movie for imagining stuff while looking at mirrors. Then the movie will turn out to be a stretched psychological thriller. Worse, it could be something supernatural. Mirrors talk to the characters or mirrors trap souls inside, I have no idea. I just wanted to be entertained without thinking too much.


The story started when a crazed-looking man was running away from something imaginary. HE finds himself inside a comfort room of a train station trapped and surrounded by lots of mirrors. He then begs for his life on the image he sees in front of him (which is himself) as the mirrors slowly display cracks. The man tried to prevent the cracks from totally destroying the mirror. He tries to wipe it in desperation. Instead a mirror cracks sending sharp glass to the floor. The man involuntarily picks up the sharp glass and kills him self with it. It was obvious that his “evil” reflection was the one who forced it upon himself. So, it could possibly be a psychological thriller with a supernatural twist. Whatever. I decided to shut down my analysis. After watching the movie, it was a combination of something good and something useless.

I still have a lot of questions in the movie though. As a viewer, I could see the general structure of the story, but there were a few things that left me hanging. One is that if mirrors are windows to the other world where ghosts and spirits exist, how come Ben Carson (lead character, Kiefer Sutherland) could see them? Is this done selectively or it has something to do with being a night guard? Why are these “demons” still looking for Anna Esseker, another crucial character in the story? Is there a difference if they exist inside Anna when they could just easily create havoc when they’re in the “mirror world?” So is it safe to assume that spirits are trapped in the mirror world and they need a host for...a physical joyride? I know they are demons of Anna, but does it make sense to actually find her? Aren’t the demons alive just because Anna is alive? If that is true, then would it be more sensible to just kill Anna to deal with the Demons themselves? And I have a feeling that Ben Carson’s dilemma with spirits that live in mirrors is just an isolated case. So there are spirits with unfinished business, who need their host back and will do anything to find that host and kill everyone who wants to stop them. One word, VAGUE. What’s that about with Amy Smart in the tub, anyways?

But what I like about the movie is how it was presented. I like the music and inverted images of NYC in the opening credits. The horror sequences are delivered expertly with the paces unwavering with excellent sound effects. The setting and situation of the character are perfect for a “Sensible” horror movie. It’s not one of those horror movies born because of the character's stupidity. It’s a circumstantial type of horror movie, and the prying is warranted for. The character is after all a night guard in a place that’s destined to creep anyone one. An ancient deserted building full of mannequins and mirrors. The effects and imagery of ghosts are more developed versions of what's in The Eye. The flashbacks of Anna Esseker as a child are also nicely done.

BUT. BUT. BUT. (There's always a BUT)

Don’t expect for the story to be cohesive though. There are loopholes and riddles left to be discussed. But if you’re just bored and wanted to be scared, then this is worth the try. Looking at it objectively, the concept of mirrors as the demon or ghost world (which is the weak link) did not really tie it up for me. But in horror movies all it needs is a wild imagination and good execution. Some just intended to scare and not provide explanations at all. Sometimes we don't want them to explain, just scare us for that matter. At least I can say this movie achieved the scaring part. Just throw away the expectation for clarity and you'll survive grateful.

Guess who's THE MAD HATTER?

Oh my HEART! And you thought Sweeney Todd is going to be their last film together?!

Three Words. THE MAD HATTER.


Combining the artistically eccentric film making of Tim Burton with the eccentrically powerful and classic performance of Johnny Depp, would surely bring Alice and Wonderland to its full potential! I can smell and envision how this movie is going to be like. Fully incorporating the same factors I’ve seen in Edward Scissorhands, Nightmare Before Christmas, Sweeney Todd, Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory and Sleepy Hallow, would surely make this metaphorical and popular story with a touch of eerie and avant garde brand.

Tim Burton and Johnny Depp first worked in Edward Scissorhands in 1990’s and they have built the longest, strongest, complimentary and most effective Director-Actor partnerships in Hollywood! If an artist has a muse, Burton definitely found one in um…Johnny Depp.

Whatever project Tim Burton decides to make there will always be a role perfect for Johnny Depp. It’s more than enough representation of more than five movies to know that their collaboration is effortless and effective. They make films like attending regular conventions! They make movies whenever they feel like it, whenever they have time, whenever they come up with a brilliant idea and whenever they need each other for a creative boost!

And it’s about time they picked Alice in Wonderland, which is a part of my freaking childhood and is still an active part of my adult life! You have no idea! I still have my overused vcd ready for viewing at home, and I think I have another copy in my laptop backpack (Together with Sleeping Beauty, 1970’s Charlie and Chocolate Factory, Three Men and a Baby) whenever I’m at the coffee shop doodling around. I cannot count the times I’ve watched it in Coffee Bean Greenbelt in my “dark ages” complete with head gear.

I cannot wait! Counting!

*Other notes:
One of my favorite parts of the animated film and book chapters would be the The Tea Party and of course the pesky twins, Tweedledee and Tweedledum. But I just had to make sure that the twins will be in the movie, since they only appear on “Through the Looking Glass” book two of the Adventures of Alice. Good thing the production team decided to combine the books and take cue from other film versions to incorporate everything to “Alice in Wonderland.”

*Mia Wasikowska will play Alice and Matt Lucas will play Tweedledee and Tweedledum. I can’t wait to see who will play the QUEEN, and the walrus, and the carpenter, and the dodo, and the lizard, and the ever “HIGH” caterpillar, and the rabbit……..

*I heard that Lewis Caroll was “high” making this story. I wouldn’t be surprised though. I think it served its purpose.


*Tweedledee and Tweedledum (Walrus and the Carpenter)

The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright --
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.

The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done --
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun!"

The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying over head --
There were no birds to fly.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"

"If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year,
Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
"That they could get it clear?"
"I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.

"O Oysters, come and walk with us!"
The Walrus did beseech.
"A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each."

The eldest Oyster looked at him.
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head --
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.

But four young oysters hurried up,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat --
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.

Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more --
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.

"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes -- and ships -- and sealing-wax --
Of cabbages -- and kings --
And why the sea is boiling hot --
And whether pigs have wings."

"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.

"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed --
Now if you're ready Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed."

"But not on us!" the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue,
"After such kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Walrus said
"Do you admire the view?

"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf --
I've had to ask you twice!"

"It seems a shame," the Walrus said,
"To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"The butter's spread too thick!"

"I weep for you," the Walrus said.
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size.
Holding his pocket handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.

"O Oysters," said the Carpenter.
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?"
But answer came there none --
And that was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.'


http://www.etonline.com/news/2008/09/65947/

For TWILIGHT Readers

I'm just posting this for spontaneous reference.

This is the cast of the movie, Twilight, adapted from the best selling novel of Stephanie Meyer. I must admit, I liked the casting. Some smell upcoming Jude law, but I smell Orlando Bloom in the making. And you see the lead girl (in the brown jacket), she caught me by surprise. Her face is so familiar, yet I could not pin point where I've seen her, until I relied on my brilliant movie-memory for which I googled for confirmation.

Yes, this girl, in the chest of the beautiful vampire Edward, is Bella, played by Kristen Stewart who I last saw in....

PANIC ROOM!!

Can you imagine?! She has bloomed magnificently! I could just remember that first time I saw PANIC ROOM and I asked myself if Jodie Foster's child was a he or a she to begin with?


For TWILIGHT Saga fans out there, I guess you have to wait till December 2008, for which I will happily join you har-har.


Pic sources
http://filmonic.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/twilight1.jpg
http://www.creativescreenwriting.com/csdaily/csdart/images/images/Panic_Room_cellphone.jpg

Giggling at Zohan

My brother wants to watch Zohan. My sister and I looked at each other and giggled. We felt that Zohan is probably one of the greenest movies Adam Sandler has ever made, which makes its humor ultimately funny.

I watched it with a couple of DT friends and with Mitch after Je's wedding last Saturday night. Watched it, I did and slightly slept on a few, half minute parts of it. But I can tell you, it was not the movie's fault. I know the reason why I was dead tired and drooling on Mitch's sleeve that night. It was because of non stop stress, anxiety in the morning and numbed muscle cramps all afternoon. But I have to say I enjoyed everything. All that stress and muscle cramps were all worth it by the way.



Aside from the socio-political concept (Israel Vs. Palestinians), I find it very amusing that they have magnified the importance of Hummus and the abilities of having a Mediterranean super hero in the character of Zohan. I love the roof hopping and in jeans and cotton flowy shirt. I must have sworn that Zack of Survivor might be doing one of those hacky sack scenes. If you're a fan of Mariah, another reason to be happy.

Lots of cameos, lots of green stuff and numerous butt exposures. Adam Sandler performs well in this element with whatever hair or whatever element of clothing. "Noone giggles at the Zohan." But here you just can't help it.


Pix:
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A Very Special Love..Blog

My sister, mother and I were talking about catering services this morning when we saw this trailer of the upcoming movie of a certified matinee idol with a budding singer-actress princess. Yes, it's called A VERY SPECIAL LOVE, just like how other Pinoy romantic movies acquire its soundtrack and movie title from a love song. Usually, we'd just flip the channels and display the couldn't-care-less drama since we don't really find strength in the concept of what local movies develop, especially the mainstream ones (just make that me). I've slightly brainwashed my sister and mother that these movies just showcase the same hullaballoo only pertaining in difference with the character personalities and backgrounds. At some rate, they even use the same love teams over and over again. We've assumed that the usual Pinoy romantic movies are only there to satiate the dreaming fans rather than to exhibit good acting and plot displays.

However, this specific movie made us stop what we're doing and literally we got glued to the trailer. Aside of course the proven acting prowess of John Lloyd Cruz, that developed through time (not to mention he's a very clean-cute-matinee-Aga Muhlachish type), it's surprising for us to see Sarah Geronimino in a lead movie role. We only know her as this powerful singer that's often cheeky and humble. When their tandem was publicized, we were interested. We instantly felt that they would offer something different. And you know what, based on the trailer, she is damn funny! Excuse me Mr. John Lloyd Cruz, but probably in this movie, I'd be more interested to watch it because of Sarah Geronimo. She seems funny enough to know what she's doing and let's face it, they look cute together. She's not the type to mess up like some wanna be actress with only a pretty face to boot (And no, I'm not talking about Bea Alonzo, geez. Some startlet probably). Sarah's natural; and on screen they really complement each other.



After the trailer we voiced out our opinions and it seemed all of us wanted to watch the movie. It is definitely a smashing sign, but we won't definitely watch it together, lest we jinx it. The last Pinoy movie we saw together, out of boredom, was Aga Muhlach's A Love story with Angelica Panganiban and Maricel Soriano; and it teaches us a hard lesson never to go on a movie impulse ever again. Excuse the language, but it kind of sucked. Well in this case, I'm expecting something good with A VERY SPECIAL LOVE.

A Very Special Love needs a Very Special bribing with Mitch, for a movie date that is.

Just Promoting, A Very Special Love shows toda. And just in case you're wondering, I'm humming the theme song as I type. Yikes. Give me the antidote!


Thanks to the Pic Sources:
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Batman Update...AGAIN

Christopher Nolan's version of Batman: The Dark Knight has taken a new record!

According to NY Times: “

The Dark Knight” has sold $314.2 million in tickets domestically in its first 10 days of release, a record. The film is still rolling out internationally.

We're not talking about other merchandise or promo sales. These are only for tickets in the US market.

Most of the hype of course was led by the acclaimed performance of the late Heath Ledger. Christopher' Nolan's version also had a major impact on how Batman was repackaged, taking cue from Batman Begins; and the believable intensity of Christian Bale.

Throw in our love for superhero flicks and the beaten down, depressed public amidst the global crisis; we've got ourselves an effective diversion.




Pix credit to:
http://www.wallpaperez.net/wallpaper/movie/The-Dark-Knight-Batman-1230.jpg

FIC and 80's cartoons

Last night was a family day, a birthday celebration and a heavenly ice cream treat sponsored by Paolo Aguenza of DT Photography. It was unfortunate for me that I wasn't able to join them for the Red Crab dinner special in Greenhills, but I was especially delighted on the dessert segment, at where else, FIC Bar in Rockwell. Upon seeing Mitch, I was immediately excited since he's been craving for that customized FIC sugarfree Mango Ice Cream with Suman. I cannot begin to thank establishments that continue to revolutionize the world of Desserts especially for those who are medically advised to refrain from sugar. The world has been more accommodating.

Before reaching there, I vowed that I would try something new since it would be my third time, twice with Tracy and Gigi. On our first FIC Bar experience, Mitch and I only got a Rootbeer float whereas Tracy and Gigi got the Grasshopper concoction. ON the second visit, I wanted it to be guilt-free, so I ordered their frozen yogurt while Mitch experimented on Mango Suman, and loved it. ON this third visit, I'm going for a creamy fruity overload. I got the mouthwatering Peach Melba Parfait, not really a big fan of peach (yikes), so I gave the slices to my ever-reliable friend and food lover, Tracy. I was just after the peach syrup, strawberry, vanilla and mango mix.

Our conversations veered towards the usual photography subjects, to Batman (with emphasis to Christian Bale for Tracy and I) and to the wacky 80's cartoons. Tracy and I kept on cracking up when we confirmed to the more "80's teevo experts" that there was a show called MANIMAL. WTF? I am personally an 80's shows lover, but my lack of MANIMAL knowledge may be either a direct effect of its premature extinction or it was just so lame that it didn't register in my memory. Well whatever it is, I'm not expecting any movie remake soon. Some other cartoons worth mentioning on our discussion were those of Thundercats, Tiger Sharks, Karate Cat, Alvin and the Chipmunks, Dungeons and Dragons, The three versions of Voltron (which introduction's still memorized by Paolo), and She-Ra and He-man. Now those are the movie versions I'm hoping to watch in this lifetime.



80's cartoons ROCK! memories...good ones!

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Still Breathing: Video City and The Fly Story

Last Sunday I stepped into the "still breathing" Video City rental store in the nearby mall. I was quite reminded that it was still there, thriving with its regulars and with curious folks like me, who wonder what else could it still offer despite the availability and accessibility of DVD copies and downloads. The store was surprisingly crowded for a Sunday night. Customers had a certain beaming look and higher level of familiarity with the attendants, which instantly make them the "regulars" I was referring to. There were also some individuals and kids passing by taking advantage of the marked down prices of neatly packed VCDs and DVDs. The store is surprisingly still alive.

As I was breezing through their racks, I was looking specifically for older titles to relive my laser disc days. I specifically missed those 80's and 90's movies that really took a large chunk of my childhood and pre-adolescent life. I remember watching Just One of the Boys, Married to the Mob, Ferris Beuller, Say Anything, The Way We Were, The Big Chill, Terms of endearment. I miss the era when Winona was still known as Dinky, Falcor was still flying high and when John Cusack was the Shia Le Bouf we know now. Just like what Barbara Streisand sings "Memories, in the corners of my mind.." Stop. It took me less than 5 minutes to know that the selections were pretty much devastating. The tapes were unorganized and the titles just seemed to be there without any proper cataloging or reason at all. It's as if it just took up space, not to mention poor mainstream titles, which plots never made it to the basic level of human cerebrum. It was hopeless. I was about to give up when I saw familiar cover that tickled my past.

THE POD! The pod was all I can say, as I grabbed the aging DVD. It is...it's "THE FLY!" As if I was in a trance, I grabbed another CD which it turned out was Inventing the Abbotts and paid the rental feel at the counter. I reached for a hundred bucks when the attendant said that it was only for 32 bucks, for both titles. I fished some coins and gave it to them.

The 1986 remake of the Fly starring Geena Davis and Jeff Goldblum (Jurassic Park, the Big Chill) really introduced me to the brilliance and gorry side to horror movies. The Fly together with Candyman and Nightmare on Elm Street and The IT, really scared the shit out of me when I was a kid. I was scared, I know, but I think I've enjoyed the sensation too much that I can still remember clearly.



What I liked about the Fly is the human hunger for inventing and recognition that science does go wrong and sometimes the effect is irreversible. It is human arrogance to the extreme! In this movie, a certain passion gone haywire was best displayed, and who could ever forget the consequences of metamorphosis of Seth Brundle (Jeff Goldblum). Now that I'm seeing it as an adult, I do understand some uncut scenes where he developed a sex maniac behavior. Literally, I was sent out of the room when I was a kid a couple of times watching this movie. Now I know why, and my parents exaggerated as usual. It wasn't that hardcore. But the hardcore part are the metamorphosis of the physical aspects, the gestures and personality. Flies are disgusting, dark and dirty, imagine its gene meshed with humans. Also, the graphics part are mild compared to now, but I cannot in the life of me, stand the nails popping out with the squish sound. ON a lighter note, I cracked so hard when Seth Blunder spewed fly-vomit while talking to the distressed Geena Davis. Awkwardness to the extreme.

I felt my childhood came back to life as I watched this again, fully understanding it as an adult. Before I was only in it for the graphics and showmanship. Now I understand it better. One can never be too arrogant and knowledgeable in this life. Like a fly, it's bound to be disgusting. And, never get too drunk and too emotional when doing experiments. It's bound to end it stupidity.


Image Credits:
http://www.deadlantern.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/fly.jpg
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