[C'EST MOI]
living paradox. individualist with anarchistic tendencies.
eludes eminence but appreciates subtle recognition.
capricious yet dependable. clandestine and unfathomable.
cynical realist who succumbs to the occasional idealism.
[J'AIME]
music. films. feasting & drinking. team sports.
good company; family, friends and those who share similar interests.
Sunday, May 14, 2006
The end of the beginning... or not?
Come tomorrow, I will embark on the journey to complete my final undergraduate year. So, that marks the beginning of the end.
Or the end of the beginning?
Whatever it is, it means that my one week of nuaing and bumming is O.V.E.R.
Not that I've been bumming all week.
But I guess it's good that I start work tomorrow; my eyes do need a break from the tv/movie/laptop glare. Been watching a couple of movies and catching up on Grey's . Did I mention that Chris O' Donnell plays a rugged and handsome vet??? Oh I have... I beg your pardon. I'm feeling a bit woozy. Too much TV.
Come to think of it, I haven't been to the cinemas for months and I feel completely out of touch with what's on the big screen now. But then again, no matter how much like a mountain turtle I've become, I would never have been able to hide from the bombastic promos and brazen pictures of Tom Cruise ( and sometimes with his still-dopey missus) sprawled across the papers and magazines.
A replacement for company while the missus is on maternity leave?
My point is, I caught MI:3. While I'd like to give a full review on how good/bad the movie was in comparison with the other first two instalments, I can't because :
1. The first MI was so long ago, I really don't remember much of it except the infamous scene that had us tethering at the edge of our couches.
PS: check out this cute parody of the same scene!
2. I didn't watch MI:2 (and I know some people will boo me here but... whatever)
All in all, it was pretty much your typical blockbuster - the flying bullets, blasting bombs and what have you. The director even tried to make it more 'artistic' by doing the backwards storytelling thing, you know when they show a scene from somewhere near the end of the story before jumping to the beginning. Something we've all seen before. Nothing new.
Von did make an interesting observation though. She commented that the reel-life missus looked alot like Mr. Cruise's real-life missus. At least, it seemed that the stylists put in quite a bit of effort to make Michelle Monaghan look like Kate Holmes. The hair, the wardrobe....we wonder if it was all intentional. The fake missus The real McCoy (any resemblance?)
Then I went a little off-centre to catch a Palestinian film 'Paradise Now'.
Strapping up for what they believe to be a greater cause
It's a refreshing change from the trashy, feel-good movies I so often indulge in (read: no brain activity involved; just watch and laugh/ cry); the film captures a short part of the lives of 2 Palestinian best friends who have been given the honour (in their perspective) to sacrifice everything they have for what they believe is the greater good in the prolonged war between the Israeli Jews and the Palestinian Arabs.
While the humour is rarely blatant, its subtle flavour in between the morbid theme of violence as a subversion to oppression does make the 1.5 hours more endearing. Not that it was necessary though.
The film does give an interesting insight to suicide bombing - an account far more intimate than covered in news reports and it would be probably fair to say that this is more of an educational than entertaining movie to catch.
[Time of Confession] 9:21 PM 0 Wisecracks for Me
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