cerebral jungle

In a matter of days, Little Girl went from a brunette to a blonde to a redhead. From a sexy librarian to a porn star to a college chick. Shucks. Palandi siya nang palandi. I'm a little upset though- C and I were talking about cheats kasi for ACWW and she said that at the beginning of the game, there's an option pala talaga to overhaul your character's entire look- her eyes, nose, lips. Wish I knew that before because no matter how many times I change LG's hair, she still looks the same. Panget pa din siya talaga.

Para akong gago. Haha.

Anyway, Auntievirus and the gang picked me up from work the other night and said we would go to Hollyweird. I jumped up and down inside because I really need to get some red shorts to go with my gray tee eh so sobrang go go go ako. 

But when we were driving, AV had this marvelous idea to just go to Chinatown and have dinner there. We would stop by Hollyweird first, not the area with the boutiques, to get some Dodgers t-shirts for her boyfriend but right after, we would go Full House. Inis na inis na inis na inis na inis ako.

So there we were in the seedier (or jologs) section of Hollywood, in one of those souvenir shops that house nothing but crap like Oscar trophies saying "Best Daughter", "Best Boss", "Best FUBU" hahahahaha joke. Ang init init pa at gutom na gutom at uhaw na uhaw ako. No food, no water. Feel na feel ko nang mamalimos dun sa tindero. I would have bought a soda if it wasn’t ridiculously overpriced. Hindi na ako nakatagal so I left the store and walked around outside…

 

… and found rows and rows of tattoo shops. Harhar. The dream to get a tattoo came alive again. I’m kind of decided na din kasi with the design, just really unsure when and where I’ll have it done. Nakakainis. Ang fickle ng dating ko tuloy because it’s been what, 3 years, that I’ve been blabbing about getting a tattoo pero di ko pa din nagagawa. Parang ang dating ko tuloy, magulo ako kausap.

 

Ang hirap naman kasi. Although my friend reassures me that the health department constantly inspects the shop that she goes to, I still can’t shake off the paranoia that I might get sick. You can’t say that that can’t happen eh, even if the chances are slim and they’re very clean. Kahit na. Even if you say it’s like a .1%, what if I’m that one? Haha. Shet. Sobrang paranoid.

 

Not to mention, it’s really expensive. A medium-sized colored tattoo would cost me about $300 ata, sabi niya. OA naman nun.

 

Pero magpapatattoo talaga ako. Promise. Haha. Let's give it another three years and if I still don't have a tattoo by then... I'll copy and paste this entry again. Tapos punta ulit kaming Hollyweird and Chinatown para totoo pa din sinasabi ko.

 

 

A friend piqued my interest before when she was heavy into Craigslist. So today, for the first time, I finally paid attention to the site. Haha. Sure I browsed before but now, I actually read the content. If you're looking to laugh your ass off, this website's for you.

Not that that's the original goal of the posters. But if you go to the personals...nakakatawa talaga eh. Panalo title pa lang ng ads. The funniest ones I've found go like this:

1. I like girls with cats

2. M4W: Want to clean my apartment? (katulong hanap)

3. Play with boobies- reward: a trip to Pinkberry (Ayos. You get a strawberry shake for juggling your goodies)

4. 1k a month- not sugar daddy but a willing "benefactor".

5. Looking for a sugar momma

6. I am a US citizen and a SMELLY Jew

7. Black male, single, no kids, NEVER BEEN TO PRISON (talagang naramdaman niyang kelangan niyang ilagay yun ano?)

My personal favorite, though, is this super long ad about a 31 year old guy who's done with dating hot airheads. He rambles on and on about how he misses real love, genuine conversations, anniversaries, birthdays, etc. Pero wag ka, ang daming requirements ng gago. No hairy arms, no pets, no vegetarians, no hairy genitals, must have a MySpace page (he apparently hates Facebook), must be fit, hot, etc. He also specified his preferred style of response. You have to follow a certain outline pa. OC ang mokong.

No offense to fans. I dig the website, I really do. I'm pretty sure I'll be using it someday. I have stuff I want to sell eh.

I wonder, is this really the only way to meet new people nowadays? Some people from the website actually stated that as a fact: hey, we may run into each other in schools, offices, shops, restaurants, the library, but what are the chances we'll actually talk to each other? Zero nga naman. In the three years I've been living here, I haven't done that. I've never gone up to a person and say, "Hi, what's your name? Want to go to Pinkberry?" Haha. Maybe if I'm still in highschool and it's Spring Break. So malabo talaga.

So to fans of CL, rawr. Galingan niyo. Inggit ako, sa totoo lang. Baka balang araw, makasali na ako sa mundo niyo.

;D

This morning, I woke up at around 6 AM. Kahit puyat ako, maaga pa din ako nagising. Wala, I'm officially screwed. I'm never going to sleep like a baby again. Ang galing galing ko pa naman matulog. Hindi talaga ako nagigising.

And because I had nothing to do upon waking up, I just listened to my pretend iPod- according to M because she's a super Apple snob- and sang to my heart's content. Sabi ni Auntievirus, ang aga aga pa lang daw, ngawa na ako nang ngawa.

(Bitch talaga 'tong si M. She calls my Creative Zen imitation crab. Ahahahaha. That's why I love her eh. )

Nga pala, I'm super addicted na sa Animal Crossing: Wild World. Until I get a decent laptop, I'm stuck with paying my mortgage, fishing, catching insects and pimping my house. Ang ganda ganda na ni Little Girl ko talaga. She now has dark brownish/ reddish hair and she's wearing glasses na. She no longer looks like a hillbilly. Sexy librarian na dating niya. Pero ang bastos ko maglaro harhar. There's an option there kasi to send letters, post notices on the bulletin board and come up with catchphrases for your neighbors. The octopus character, Martina ata name niya, when she greets people, she says, "Let's Shag!!!" ahahahaha.

That serves her right din. She calls Little Girl "L-Bean". Ano ba naman yun. Walang originality.

You can also create constellations pala and name them. I made one the other day and it was shaped like a patotoy. And of course, I named it Patotoy. Nakakatawa pa kasi the character that's in charge of that room was all, "Oh wow! Patotoy! What a beautiful name!" Hahahahahaha.

Ang nakakatuwa pa dun, sometimes the moon gets in between the stars. Hahahahahaha.

Kaya I can't wait to get my hands on M's The Sims 2. For sure, napaka-creative ng sims ko 'pag nagkataon. O di ba, ang advanced ko talaga. Nasa 3 na kayo, papunta pa lang ako sa 2. Haha. 

O siya. Yun lang. Naga-update lang ako kahit wala talagang interesado.

;D

 

Not ranting but that's the title of my latest trash book purchase: WTF? How To Survive 101 of Life's Worst F*#!-ing Situations by Gregory Bergman and Anthony W. Haddad. I'll post some of my favorite sections of the book:

Your Best Friend's Girl Hits On You

She's always flirted with you. She touches your leg when she talks to you. She laughs at all your jokes. When she hugs you, she holds on a little too long. And most importantly, she just looks like she's easy. It was all in fun until one night she whispered in your ear that she wanted you...badly. What to do, what to do?

Before you act, think of the age-old adage, "bros over hos." But this can be misleading. In some situations, what seems like the wrong thing might be the right thing to do.

The WTF Approach To Handling Your Buddy's F*#!-ing Cock-Hungry Girl:

Option 1: Bang Her and Tell Him

The first benefit of this is obvious. You get to bang her. The other benefit is less obvious, however. By telling him, you're doing him a world of good. He has a right to know that he's dating an unfaithful and untrustworthy girl. As a true friend, it is your job to get to the bottom of things, to investigate. You've got to make sure that she's the nasty slut you think she is. It's your obligation to find out and to let him know. After all, what kind of friend  would you be if you didn't?

Option 2: Bang Her and Don't Tell Him

On the other hand, there's no reason to hurt his feelings. It's best to not tell him. He likes the girl and they have a good relationship. So she needs a little dick on the side-big deal. Better you than some random guy she picks up at a club who could have God knows what kind of diseases. Do you really want to put your friend in danger like that? Be a true friend and protect him by having sex with his girl over and over again. Give it to her so hard, so fast and so often that she won't have the energy to look elsewhere. After all, what kind of friend would you be if you didn't?

Option 3: Don't Bang Her and Tell Him

What's the matter with you? You can't bang your friend's girl. Do the right thing by keeping your dick in your pants. Now go and tell him like a true friend, so he knows the kind of person he's intimately involved with. After all, what kind of friend would you be if you didn't?

Option 4: Don't Bang Her and Don't Tell Him

On the other hand... it's best not to get involved. It's none of your business and it's not your place to pry into their relationship. Also, he may not believe you, and instead, accuse you of trying to break up him and his girl. Do the right thing and keep your mouth shut. After all, what kind of friend would you be if you didn't?

NOTE: As you see, you can justify any action you take. So the real question is and determining factor is: Is she hot or not?

***

WHAT SIDE ARE YOU ON?

FAMOUS SMOKERS:

Winston Churchill, Albert Einstein, Gunter Grass, John F. Kennedy, George Orwell, Franklin Delano Roosevelt, Jean Paul Sartre, Vincent Van Gogh, Oscar Wilde

FAMOUS NON-SMOKERS:

Adolf Hitler

(Debs: This is in no way an attempt to encourage anyone to light up. But to each his own. )

***

Tinatamad na akong mag-type. Next week na lang yung iba. Harhar. Gosh, ang tamad tamad ko talaga. Eh heller, it's a Sunday. I should be in church.

Labo.

I think I lost some weight and to reward myself, I finished two whole bars of Hershey's Special Dark Chocolate. Yay! Ang sarap. I haven't had chocolate in I think, 3 months so tama na lang din na maging matakaw. It's not as if I'll do cartwheels for chocolate or that I'm craving but once I start eating, I really can't stop. So I'm really happy. This lady who's moving into our building gave them to me. She said it's a thank you for my helping with her application three years ago. Strange because one, I don't really remember ever seeing her before and two, I don't remember being that nice. Hehe. But yun nga. I wonder though if the other bar, because she gave me two, was for my boss. Whatever. Kinain ko na pareho.

Anyway, because I've been eating chocolate, I had to cut down on other stuff. I've been such a good girl lately, dala na din ng pagkakasakit ko. I've been eating nothing but veggies and fruits the past three weeks. It's so frustrating to be getting sick all the time. I think since April, since I came back from my trip to Manila, I've been to the hospital four times already. First time, I had an allergy attack from Precious, the loaner pomeranian. Second, my breasts became sore for no good reason. Third, my lower back was hurting and I felt like throwing up all the time so I thought, uh-oh, UTI ito. It wasn't so that was good. But according to the doctor, I was developing kidney stones so I drowned myself in water and cranberry juice. The latest nga is, I had a bit of a flu. I had dry cough first then nagkaroon ng phlegm and colds and I had a fever pa tapos it was a real struggle to get out of bed and walk for a couple of days.

What really irritates me is that, it all happened during spring/summer eh this was supposed to be my time of year. If I get sick during the colder months, understandable but I thrive in the heat so parang buwisit. Wala na akong time of year.

But I'm getting really worried again. This past week, I would go to sleep at 9:00 PM and would wake up at 2:00 AM and won't be able to go back to sleep. The first time it happened, I thought, ok, siguro nabaliw lang ako. But the same thing happened five nights in a row. What's really funny is, I've been trying to sleep early so the nasty dark circles under my eyes would disappear. And now, they're even worse. The only reprieve I got was last night. Went to sleep at 10 and woke up at 6 this morning. Not enough, however. I think I need to sleep the rest of the weekend off. Pero kapag hindi talaga ako umayos the next few nights, ay naku, idadaan ko na sa sleeping pills. Harhar. I know that's not advisable but I'm so desperate for sleep. Shet. Ayoko ng ganitong problema.

 

Thanks to book sales. I just got myself a copy of I Saw You... edited by Julia Wertz. Bought it last week. There was also something called A Geek's Guide to World Domination. I wanted to buy that one too but the excerpts weren't as promising and for the price, not worth it since I'm really not that interested in world domination. Also,  there's bunch of How To's that I don't know if I can pull off so I didn't bother. I'm still curious, though, especially since I've always believed that the geeks will triumph in the end.

Anyway, back to I Saw You... - it is a collection of different stories from all these different people about their experiences dating people from Craigslist, cafes, etc. Parang ang saya niya kasi may part doon na yung girl, may crabs na lumalabas mula sa shorts niya. And the lines went like this:

"We were at the alley. We hooked up but I never heard from you again. And now, whenever it itches and burns when I pee, I remember/think of you."

Not exactly that but the book isn't here yet so I'll just revise it when I finally get it. Naaeexcite na ako. Ngayon lang ako magkaka-comics na bastos eh. Hehe.

Epal. I can not access Yahoomail, Facebook, Twitter, Friendster, Blogger and all these other websites that I frequent. For some reason, my server's preventing me from having fun. Well, not only fun because I really need to check my e-mails and stuff. Nakakainis. Stupid me, I had the chance to switch to another ISP last June but because I was too busy doing nothing, I just let it be. It was bad enough that I can't upload pictures but now, I can't even log in anywhere! I know Twitter and Facebook were hacked last week but even Gmail, di ko ma-access! Wah!

Maglalaro na nga lang ako ng DS forever. This is what I'm being reduced to. Yep. Other 25 year olds are out clubbing, fucking random guys at some random beach but not me. No. I'm planting turnips and selling them to Nook N' Go.

Yun lang. Ayoko na. Magpapakabit na talaga ako ng sarili kong landline. O magwa-Wi-Fi na lang ako. Puwede ba yun, wala akong internet tapos makikisawsaw na lang ako sa kapitbahay? Dumb question I know but hey, if I knew that much about computers, I probably won't be having these problems.

If I have been inactive in the last two months, two things: I was on vacation and my internet provider sucks. SUCKS BIG TIME. I'm such a loser, I still have dial-up. If I have dial-up in The Philippines, I can be forgiven. But in the US, dial-up costs more, is slower and is capable of making anyone dream of the day they can perform hara-kiri. I can't even open my Facebook, which is a lot cooler networking site by any standard so you know, I pretty much really want to smash my computer, pick up the broken pieces and chew on them. That's how calm and satisfied I am. Nyahahaha.

Anyhoo, trip to the Phils was a lot of fun. Lots of walking and energy required and I'm happy to say that I barely kept up with my friends and sister. While they were all massive bundles of joy and glee and that showed, I was a massive bundle of calories and that showed as well. But I was happy. I really was. I enjoyed this vacation much, much, much more than the previous one. Probably because this one was actually a vacation. Harhar. Which reminds me, another reason why I hate my internet so much- 1,607 photos and I could not upload even one. That's how much this internet company loves me. For the longest time, I had no decent photos to share and now that I finally do, I can't post any. Yeah, life is good. Nyahahahaha.

No seriously, one of my biggest pet peeves is when things that are supposed to work, don't.

What has been happening in the last month? Nothing much. Um, ok, yesterday M and I went to Hollyweird and toured this little store that sells vibrators, lubricants, dildos and fake female genitals. That was fun. No, it was really, I think my most favorite trip to Hollyweird. Maybe because we weren't rushing and we had nothing to accomplish yeterday except you know, buy a couple of undies priced at less than a cup of Starbucks coffee and yeah, seeing a rubber toy rotate and vibrate to my heart's content (and the SA's amusement nyahahaha).

If you're thinking if I got one... how dare you think such things about me? Are we close? Nyahahaha joke.

Anyway, since I probably won't be logging anytime soon in Facebook and Friendster and pretty much everywhere else:

Happy, happy, happy birthday Ceriz!!! Stick to the curls. Another example of my internet's reliability- I was opening your page and I couldn't view anything.

Happy, happy, happy birthday Jamie!!! Stick to Belgian chocolates. They're good for you. And me. Nyahahaha.

Happy, happy, happy birthday Katrina Ramositaw!!! I didn't see you last April but you're in my head, always. Well, right now. Hahahahaha. Sorry, wala ako talaga sa sarili ko sa sobrang inis sa internet ko.

Happy, happy, happy birthday Sjenickie!!! You're no longer in Multiply but maybe you still browse my blog. Kapal ko ano? Haha. Missed you guys. Bakit lahat ng cellphones niyo hindi gumana?

That's it. Babushkie. Ichi-check ko pa yung erotica convention this June.

:)

 

 

Ayan na naman, harhar, nabaliw na naman. Masaya kasi talaga eh, kapag wala kang maisip na title at tinatamad ka at talagang gusto mo lang magsabog ng thoughts mo na walang kawawaan.

Ahhhhh....ahhhhhh.....ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Humingi ako sa langit ng...isang himala.

Yay. Yan pa yang mga panahong pogi pa si Bamboo eh. Yan pa yang mga panahon na fafable pa si Rico. Low profile pa si Nathan at hindi mo sure kung anong hitsura talaga ni Mark basta alam mong payat siya. Yan yung time na wala na si Perf. Si Perf. Ang natatanging grad ng USTe sa kanilang lima na nakick-out sa banda kasi jologs masyado. Nyahahahhahaha. Hindi, basta, siya ang pinaka-hindi fafable sa kanilang lima noon eh.

Anyhoo,  malapit na akong umuwi. Wala pa akong naasikaso. Hindi ko pa nagagawa ang tax ko, hindi ko pa naku-confirm ang flight ko, hindi pa ako nakakapagpagupit ng buhok, hindi pa ako nakakapamili ng pasalubong, hindi pa ako nakakagpa-lipo. Excited ako pero for some reason, wala talaga akong nagawa over the past few months. Hindi naman ako tinamad pero siguro, natuloy lang kasi talaga ang mga plano nung February so, medyo wala ako sa sarili. Inasikaso ko ang driving exam ko na huhu, hindi ko napasa, kasi hindi ko makita ang guhit sa kalye. Saka ewan ko ba, hindi gumana ang kapangyarihan ng guhit ko sa dibdib. Kahit anong ipit ko ng aking girls eh hindi ko maseduce yung mga instructors. Hindi siguro kami talo. Lalaki kasi talaga ako nyahahahahhaha.

So ayun nga, sorry, palipad-lipad ng topic talaga, anyway, ayun nga, wala pa akong nagagawa. Ang entry na ito ay para lang masabi ko sa lahat na, er, libre ko na lang kayo sa Jollibee. Just like when we were in highschool. O libre niyo na lang ako sa Jollibee. Just like when we were in college. Harhar.

Or, wag na lang tayo kumain. Para tipid sa pagpapa-lipo.

:)

Silence...

Silence.

I thought, whatever line accompanies the opening of this window, that will be the title of this blog entry. Hence, Carbon Monoxide from Radiohead's No Surprises. This because I can't think of a good title for an entry about nothing.

A friend blogged about her thoughts on turning 25. This year, everyone in our original HS barkada (BMH) and most of our friends and batchmates are turning 25. I have to mention though, that I am the youngest in our original group of 6, thus making me the cutest. Nyahahahahahaha. Oy totoo naman no, ako naman talaga pinakabata. Ako ang baby talaga dapat eh. Gumagapang na iba sa inyo, iniiri pa lang ako 'no. Huhu. Pero ako laging ginagawang nanay dahil ako pinaka-tabachingching. I refuse to be your Inang Magenta. Masama talaga kayo.  Huhu. (Jam, chocolates ko ha. Hahahahaha.)

Anyway, she was talking about how excited she was about this age, this particular year. I wish I can link her but I'm too lazy to do that. Plus, she posted it in Facebook so I don't even know if random people can read her note. I think you have to be in her list of friends to read that. Moving on, sorry, yeah, so she was talking about how far she's come, how far we've come, from those awkward, weird-looking, daydreaming 13 year olds to these awkward, funny-looking, daydreaming 20 somethings. I share the excitement although, I'm really looking forward to the Belgian chocolates more. Hahahahaha.

But I think, more than anything, I'm just really excited that after all these years, we're still more or less updated about our lives, what we've been doing, what we've been trying to undo, what we've accomplished, what we've failed. Ok, fine. Not so much about failures because really, who wants to relive those? Hehe. We're no longer there to see everything first hand, up-close but no one has truly disappeared. And I think, magpapaka-feeling na, I doubt that we've changed really, in terms of how we are to each other and personality-wise, really. Joe is still a lovesick (haha), creative, vuruvungacious flirt. Xia is still an overachieving, ambitious, dizzy flirt. Jam is still a tall, in-your-face, sophisticated flirt. Camille is still a lovesick, stubborn, disappearing-act (pati sa ym naliligaw), floating-in-the-clouds flirt. Bambi is still an outgoing, crazy, funny flirt. (Oo malalandi kami. Lahat naman malalandi eh. Ayaw lang umamin ng iba.)

As for me, I'm still the cutest. Yay! Belat! BELAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Harhar.

:)

Yay yay yay! Hindi naman ako masyadong excited ano? Harhar.

I'm no longer as homesick as I used to be, three, two years ago. I'm really not. But there are some things, along with a lot of people, that I miss that I just really, really have to go back to once in a while. Such as:

12. Philippine Politics

I can't even pinpoint one official that I like. It was always a case of choosing the lesser evil. But in a sick way, it's nice to be angry at your government all the time. It makes the news more interesting because there are so many loopholes, so many things that have to be fixed that can't be fixed so you know, along your morning coffee, you get your daily dose of increase in blood pressure. You cuss, you curse, your mood is ruined- I love it. And these politicians are so funny, especially when you think of them as roasted pigs.

11. The Commute

Need I elaborate? In Manila, I can get around whenever and wherever I like. I don't need a license, I don't need a car. All I need is a bit of cash and I'm sashaying wherever I'm needed. And boy did Manila need me on its catwalk. Bwahahahahahaha joke. Yun talaga joke.

10. Food

Although I get to eat Filipino dishes here, one discovers that it isn't the food itself that determines the flavor. It's the setting, the context, the air that surround you as you eat that define what a Filipino dish is. A fishball isn't a fishball lest it's eaten along A.H. Lacson. A plate of sisig isn't half as good unless there's a transvestite serving it. Even Jollibee isn't as jolly unless you're eating their spaghetti in the second floor of their Dapitan branch, looking down as hordes of students slip and almost hit their heads on a pavement during a rainy day. Then you cheer with other students when someone does fall, especially if it's a good-looking girl in high heels and a short skirt (Hooray! She's wearing a thong!).

9. Malls

They have malls here. But you usually don't go to the mall unless you want to buy something. Here, a mall serves its original purpose. It has to because if it doesn't, you're guaranteed to be pissed. In Manila, a mall is where you spend countless hours not doing anything. You have no goal in mind, nothing to do really, you need to fart- you go to a mall. The mall culture is so pervasive that a week without stepping into a mall feels like a year. You don't go to a mall to shop. You go there because there is nowhere else you'd rather be because there is no better place in Manila, really. The best part is, if you get tired of a certain mall, you can always go to another one. If you get sick of that too, hop on a train and you're off somewhere. You can practically visit four malls in a day, located in different cities and feel like it's just any other day. If you didn't have curfew, maybe you can hit your fifth.

8. University of Santo Tomas (Go USTe!!!)

I can't help it. I'm a Thomasian through and through. You can't spend 8 years exploring every nook and cranny of a university and not love it to bits. The most fun I've had growing up were mostly spent inside and around the campus. Be it lying on a soccer field after cheerdancing practice (Yes, I tried to be a cheerdancer once. They had to use up 5 yards of cloth to make my outfit harhar joke. I think it was four. Bwahahahaha.) or mulling over crushes in Colayco Park or pretending to study in the Humanities section of the library or a simple stroll in the lovers' lane, hoping to catch a girl in a spread eagle- everything about the 8 years I spent there was complete and wondrous. When it comes to UST, the desire to be cradled by it will always be insatiable. I may not be loyal to its administration or its curriculum but to our shared history, it's a different story.

7. Magic 89.9, RX, Wave, etc.

I didn't pay a lot of attention to Tagalog shows by the time I was in college. In highschool, well, I had anime, Nickelodeon and Mexican telenovelas. But in college, I was devoted to radio. You have to because in college, you fall in love for the first time with a guy who wouldn't give you the time of day. So you spend hours listening to DJs as they play your theme song that serenades you as you feel your heart break into a million pieces. Then you try to write down the lyrics and you read it and you're bawling your eyes out again. Bwahahahahaha pathetic. Anyway, so you go through that stage and eventually, you get over it. Then you get sick of sappy love songs so you try R&B and a little bit of rock. Every phase in your formative years somehow has an accompanying set of songs. And you listen to the people playing those songs for you. You listen to their wit and for some reason, you just have this feeling that the people listening to people like DJ Miles and what's-his-name, Chico and Delamar, are in the same level in the coolness meter. Here, I listen to this girl and guy from Star and I just know the other people listening to them are these emo high school dropouts. Blech.

6. ABC 5, MTV, Studio 23, Travel Asia (?) and MYX

You know what the best Tagalog show in TV then? Singles and Best Friends. Harhar I'm so shallow. Anyway, when I was already working, after I get home, at exactly 9:00 PM, I would be lying in bed, happily watching these "reality" dramas unfold. I think the shows got cancelled. Heck, even the entire channel was cancelled haha. But even then, I was an avid viewer. So I would watch these shows about people dating, eating, watching them go shopping, etc. Even MTV had a show like that once, like a "Day in the life of..." and once they featured this guy I was crushing on so from then on, I was hooked. Studio 23 in turn had this show late at night with that guy who tried to be a stand-up comedian (bad move) who also hosted On Foot, this travel show and I just had the biggest crush on him. That's the great thing about these shows- they don't draw in the biggest number of people so it's like a secret world. A world where there's only you and your fantasy bedmates. Ang kiri, shucks.

5. Malate

I don't think anyone can drag me into a club. I'm not a big fan of the party scene. Nothing solid against them, just not really into it. I was never a fun of Eastwood or even Makati nightlife. But Malate, gay capital of Manila, where no one dances anymore, everyone just drinks, was for me, a piece of heaven on earth. Beer wasn't that cheap but wasn't as expensive as the other places mentioned. Best of all, it was readily available. There was no air of exclusivity.  I don't have to put on makeup or look like a spoiled rich kid to feel like I belong bwahahahaha. The other great part is, it is close to Baywalk where once, I would watch the sun set as I frantically search inside my head a good excuse for staying out late harhar.

4. Christmas and New Year

Well, minus the firecrackers. I actually wanted to go home last December because let's face it, Christmas in The Philippines is incomparable. I mean hello, for us Filipinos, Christmas starts in September. And while the day itself is solemn, the events leading to it are so festive, it feels like Christmas is not just one day, it's an entire four months at least.

3. Rain and other disasters

In Manila, when it rains, it doesn't pour on you alone. Streets are flooded but at least, you have about a hundred people braving the flood with you. Here, when it rains, cars pass you by and you're the only one walking. There are no made up bridges where men charge you about 10 pesos to cross, there are no sidecars or tricycles you can holler and ride in. You're miserably alone while the rest of the county are speeding past you, comfortably warm and dry.

And it's just not that- the resilience of the Filipinos is just, wow. When there's a fire, crazy as it may seem, sometimes it even turns into a party. Or even something simple like a general blackout- everyone gathers and talk and forget that they have problems. You know that saying, "In a nuclear disaster, there are only two species that are sure to survive- cockroaches and Filipinos." Harhar. Can't help but nod my head.

2. Pinoy Humor

Even the simple, "Pooh: Hindi lahat ng walang salawal, bastos" makes my day. There are lots of funny foreign shows and I also love their jokes but it is the utter simplicity of a changed pronunciation for instance, that has the biggest impact. Our jokes may not always be intelligent but they hit just as hard. And we always, always find something funny about anything. And Pinoy gay lingo is just about one of the best creations of the 20th century.

1. The Vibe

The wholesome vibe ha. Mahahalay talaga kayo harhar. No, I'm talking about the vibe, the beat of Manila. I don't know any other city in Southern California that pulsates as rhythmically as the cities in Metro Manila. It's that campus/yuppie/hip vibe that's also grounded, satiric and laidback. I couldn't quite explain it. But the feeling I get when I walk the streets of Makati or Ortigas or any university, it has never been duplicated. It's always as if I walk into a coffee shop, there's that possibility of falling in love. Or stuck in traffic, inside an FX, I might get to talk to an old widow and turn the moment into a novel that can dust off Coelho.  Manila may leave you jaded sometimes but for some reason, it is as if it always leaves a window open. It's like everyday is the first day of the rest of your life. 

Kaya yay! Yay!!!! Haha. ;)

I think I am one of the very few people who haven't been bitten by the Twilight bug. Everywhere I go, I see someone holding a big black book. Be it an annoying, wide-eyed 16 year old brunette or a tired-looking middle aged woman who probably suffers a beating from her angsty 14 year old skateboarding son- someone is reading a book from the series and someone's making plans to go to their Halloween parties as the lead female character whose name escapes me because again, I am not a fan.

I think the reason for my lack of interest is because when I was 11 or 12, I was addicted to this book. It was the same plot. I couldn't remember the title but it was about this woman who had a thing for a mysterious guy, who may or may not have been a vampire. The only thing I can remember about this book was that it was paperback and on the front cover was a picture of this rose and the bottom half of a woman's face. Come to think of it, I'm not even sure if it was about vampires or werewolves. The only thing for sure is that it was about the occult. Or was it about a serial killer? Bwahaha. That just renders the connection with Twilight as a total nonsense.

Or we can make a connection- all these stories tell us about right love with wrong people. Hence the title of this post. No actually, I chose the title because that song by Annie Lennox reminds me of the aforementioned novel, which I've been trying desperately to recall. It's such a shame because that would have been the first semi-serious novel I've ever read. Sayang talaga.

Anyway, I haven't been reading myself. The last book I finished was Magic For Beginners, a collection of short stories by Kelly Link, which I would have recommended except I didn't really love it. The raves made it so promising but the weirdness is just too much for me. Maybe some people can happily bask in things that don't make sense, the super surreal but I'm just not one of them. Reality is a lot weirder.

Anyhoo, for my annual favorite books list, which we will have now every third Sunday of October and I just decided this a few seconds ago, here's my list of the best books I've read this entire year. Not that I have exeptional judgment but I can't see this post going anywhere sensible really so here it goes:

8. No One Belongs Here More Than You- Stories by Miranda July

I've mentioned it a few months ago so not going to discuss it that much because it's the last one on my list. This is arranged based on preference so it's quite obvious that much as I like it, it's not my favorite. But she has about three really memorable stories in this collection. Her stories, while can be attributed as somewhat beyond the ordinary, aren't that out there. Read it if you're a fan of women and men who psychoanalyze every little thing in their love lives. Or if your attention span fails you to finish a novel.

7. The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka

Very, very short novel. Actually it seems more like a short story. Again, if you're lazy, you can  finish this in an hour. Story is about this breadwinner who wakes up one day and discovers that he has become an insect. Heartbreaking .

6. God's Man by Lynd Ward

A novel without words. I got this because Audrey Niffenegger, author of The Time Traveler's Wife, mentioned in an interview that this is one of her most favorite novels. I couldn't find it in bookstores either so that aroused my interest even more. Story about how, no matter how hard you try to escape it, you have to pay for your indiscretions.

5. Love In The Time Of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez

I think in so many ways, it is inferior to One Hundred Years of Solitude but for a romantic, the premise is hard to resist. The movie is too true to the novel to a fault and after you see the movie, you'll understand why in adaptation, deviating from the novel is necessary. Anyhoo, story about a man who, despite having had many lovers, retained his steadfast love for a woman who rejected him.

4. The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini

Story about two Afghan boys whose entire lives were altered in a day. This has got to be one of the saddest novels I've read in a long time and while I want to see the film version, I have a feeling it will haunt me forever due to the graphic images. Story of redemption and of unfailing love. I can only say this to a few people but just in case I forget to say it in person, "For you, a thousand times over."

3. My Mistress's Sparrow Is Dead: Love Stories from Chekhov to Munro edited by Jeffrey Eugenides

26 or 27 stories of love, its pitfalls, its triumphs, its idiosyncracies, its mundane moments, its climaxes. There is something virtually for everyone. Whether you're the man who longs for his first love or a woman who is misunderstood by your lover, whether you are struggling to make sense of a breakup or you're struggling with your perceived happy ever after, there's something to shake you to your core. I reread some of the stories once in a while and discover that they bring some new ideas each time. The stories shift, depending where you are in your life.

2. Loving Frank by Nancy Horan

"One lives but once in this world", says in the opening of the story. The story of a forbidden love between Frank Lloyd Wright and Mamah Cheney, their journey and their tragic ending. The appeal is that it isn't a purely imagined story- these are real people and while most of the dialogues may have been provided by the author, the story was truly lived by these two characters in history. I am particularly touched by the letter Frank wrote, in honor of Mamah and marveled at the brutal honesty of it.

1. The Complete Persepolis by Marjane Satrapi

I'm not a big fan of coming of age stories but for some reason, I really love how Marjane made sense of hers. I think it's because there's so much emphasis on how as she turns and spins, along with her country and her people. It's funny and while it speaks of their challenges in an ill-fated country, it's somehow optimistic.

There it is. And for those who are wondering, no, I don't believe I'll ever read Stephanie Meyer, which isn't to say it's not a good series. I'm sure her books are wonderful. But you can have your Edward Cullens. I'll have my Dmitri Dmitrich Gurov.

Note:

To make this even more interesting, for the very first person who can tell me from which book listed here Dmitri Dmitrich Gurov comes from, I'll give you a DVD (you can choose from a list I'll provide you).  If you're in The Philippines, you'll get it in April. We'll meet and you'll buy me lunch. Hehe just kidding. But the DVD is true. Promise.

:)

 

I was in the bus yesterday and thought, whoa, what if I made a list of my most favorite romantic movies ever?

So un-original and narcissistic.

But I already made a list in my head. I figured, this should accompany my list of favorite love songs ever.  So here goes, again in no particular order except hints of obvious preference for some, especially since the latter movies have been discussed over and over again in this blog:

10. Autumn In New York

Guilty pleasure. It's sappy, it's too sentimental and you pretty much watch it just because you're a fan of either Winona Ryder of Richard Gere. It's a May-December love affair between a 20-something girl and an elusive bachelor who is twice her age. They get together in the fall, they made sweet, tender (to others, yucky) love for a short while before Winona dies. Yes, she dies. That's the best part. She dies.

But seriously, despite being tacky at times, I did enjoy this film and I am not ashamed to admit that I cried like a baby when I first saw it. Come to think of it, I was a baby when I watched it ahahahaha (I was thirteen, I think). But I like the concept of two people who don't really have a lot of things in common, getting together and making the most out of what little time they have together. It's a concept that resonates pretty strongly among those who believe in "seize the day!" theory.

9. My Best Friend's Wedding

Julia Roberts plays the role of a food critic who gets a call one day that her best friend and former lover is finally getting married. She realizes that she has been in love with her best friend all this time and decides to try to change his mind. Well, you know how it goes. If you don't, not my problem. Anyhoo, I highly disagree with the people who said that Julia should have ended up with someone at the end of the movie, that there had to be a redeeming moment for her. For me, her redemption came when she gave up her cause. Even more heartfelt was her wedding gift. I think the movie ended perfectly and though a tad bittersweet, has more sugar in it that it is given credit for.

8. Edward Scissorhands

Johnny Depp as your modern day Pinocchio and Winona Ryder as the perfect prom-queen. They fall in love but they never really got together, except for the few climactic moments of happiness and loss. Wait, segue, don't you feel sad for Winona and Johnny? I think I read somewhere that Winona said that Johnny is her one true love and had she been older when they were together, she would have fought for him. Ah so sad. Anyhoo, the last scene really broke my heart- the one where, after decades of being away from Winona, they show that Edward still makes those ice sculptures of Winona dancing. Awww.

7. Prime

Uma Thurman and Bryan Greenberg in yet another May-December love story but this time, Uma's older, the woman's older and no one is dying. Uma is a divorced woman who goes to a shrink, played by Meryl Streep, who in turn, is Bryan's mother. Although they advertised the movie in such a way that you'd think the main conflict is the mother, that's not exactly how it played out. The real problem is the age difference, which given a role reversal, would have worked out. They love each other deeply but Uma is in her late thirties, Bryan is in his twenties- both have dreams that are vital to their  happiness that won't ever happen if they continued the relationship. I believe this is one of the most realistic love stories I ever came across. *Sigh* If there is one thing that love can never conquer, it's time.

6. Beyond Borders

Angelina Jolie + Clive Owen= super biased assessment because they are both super love. The movie actually isn't just a love story. It is a political/social movie that I supppose, Angelina can very well relate to and the romantic side of it is often obscured by the depressing images of hunger, poverty and war. But the love the two characters share is just as depressing ahaha as it is hopeful. Clive plays a doctor on a mission in Africa, Asia and other troubled countries. Angelina is a sheltered young wife and mother. They meet and Angelina decides to join Clive. Another heartbreaking moment when after years of separation and after having survived imprisonment, deaths and what-have-yous, they finally see each other but they still weren't able to make it.

5. Becoming Jane

I usually don't like period films and films about Jane Austen's books (I know, people hate me now) but her supposed life story is so unforgettable and sweet that I just fell in love with it. Becoming Jane tells the story of young Jane Austen and her love story with Tom Lefroy. They began as two people who couldn't stand each other but later on, the tension grew into love. However, at the time, a woman who has no husband is somewhat condemned into poverty and Jane would not marry for anything other than love. At the same time, her one dream is to have her novels published. Tom, on the other hand, is dependent on his uncle to provide for his education- an education that can lift him and his family from their financial misfortunes. The uncle disapproved the relationship between Jane and Tom and the two decide to elope. However, Jane, seeing as how many people depended on Tom, ends the relationship. The two separate. Jane never got married, despite receiving a few proposals. They meet again later. Tom is married and has a fourteen year old daughter, who is, painfully, named Jane.

4. Before Sunrise/Before Sunset

Ok, we'll skip this. Ahahahaha. Kidding. I kind of see the two films as just one. However, I think either one of the films would have been able to stand on its own. It's so weird for them to be necessary to each other and at the same time, be able to sustain the story without the other. What I love about the two films and I know, you're all sick of both of them, but what I love is how they are both very romantic and sentimental without really being over the top. If you're a fan of dialogues and seemingly endless conversations, movies that aren't really grand-scale, massive journeys but intimate and very real, day to day encounters, then it's impossible for you not to love these two.

3. Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind

Joel gets a brain surgery to erase his memories with Clementine, after discovering that she had the same procedure done. The pain of the break-up was too much for both of them to handle. However, as he is traversing all those moments with Clementine, from the end to the beginning, he discovers how much he still loves Clementine and tries to escape the procedure, tries to hold on to the memories. Clementine, on the other hand, finds another boyfriend but feels like something is wrong with her. It's so funny when she did everything with her new boyfriend and the boyfriend said the same things Joel said but instead of having that effect of belonging and togetherness, Clementine felt weird. I think that is so true- you can have the magical moments, the happy ending, the great, loving words, but who says those, who is in that moment, matters more than the situation presented to you. Wala lang. Ok, so in the end, Joel and Clementine finally lost their memories of each other, they get a clean slate but they find each other again. It's not clear but there's a 90% chance that the last scene of the film was showing that they gave each other another try.

2. Once

It is rottentomatoes.com's best movie of 2007 ,for limited release and so well-deserved. It is so simple and it is so weird for two singers to be acting so naturally, especially in telling a story that is so unique and so subtle. The movie can be summed up in five sentences:

- Girl meets Guy, a brokenhearted street singer.

- Girl decides to help Guy make a record.

- Guy and Girl become go to a studio and record the album that Guy will bring to one of the studios in London.

- Girl is married, has a kid and as such, she and Guy can't be together.

- Guy sends Girl a piano as he leaves for London.

Simple no? But it is a beautiful tale of unconsummated love and how time, despite being the element that dictates how our stories will play out, is never an accurate measure of the strength of bond two people share.

1. Lost In Translation

For relaxing times, make it Suntory time.

Bob Harris is an actor who gets paid $ 2 million to do an ad for a whiskey. He gets to Japan and meets Charlotte. The two become fast friends, a possible result of their feelings of isolation. Again, a tale of a love that never really went anywhere, except in Tokyo and its outskirts. A love that never went anywhere except in their subtle declarations of affection and joy at having found each other. I am dying to know what Bob whispered to Charlotte at the last scene of the movie, as he was about to go to the airport. The only thing that you can understand is he said, "Ok?" at the end and Charlotte says, "Ok." So bittersweet, especially if you look at it realistically, they'll probably never see each other again. The film is just so beautiful- the story, the acting. Visually, it is impeccable. You'd really want to go to Japan (Tokyo is for me, very inviting, because of its contradiction- as bright and as lively as the city is, it always looked to me as loneliest city in the world).  And the soundtrack? Magic. Just Like Honey by Jesus and Mary Chain, City Girl by Kevin Shields and More Than This by Roxy Music, among those that completed the film.

edit: According to IMDB, BBC2's The Culture Show tried to make the last lines audible. Most likely, he said... nah. Not going to spoil it for everyone. Watch the movie first. Or you can spoil the fun yourself and look it up.

So there it is. The movies have no traditional happy endings. Never a fan of those because they've always felt so superficial and unattainable. If there's one thing these sad films taught me, it's this: Fall in love and be immensely disappointed by it. If you can sustain that love, despite its abrupt endings and its flawed facets, then it's real.

Walking back to you

Is the hardest thing that

I can do

I can do for you

For you

I'll be your plastic toy

I'll be your plastic toy

For you

- Just Like Honey by Jesus and Mary Chain

 

:)

Batman: The Dark Knight

 

 

WARNING: If you haven’t see the movie, goodness, where were you? What cave were you hiding in? I don’t drive and the buses here come every hour but I managed to watch it on the second day. So no excuses.

 

Spoilers ahead. So don’t read if you can’t handle the truth. I mean, if it’s too soon for you, don’t read. Or go ahead. But don’t hate me.

 

The Movie: The Dark Knight

 

Cast:    Christian Bale (Batman/ Bruce Wayne)

                Michael Caine (Alfred)

                Aaron Eckhart (Harvey Dent/ Two-Face)

                Morgan Freeman (Guy Who Works for Mr. Wayne but whose name escapes me)

                Maggie Gyllenhaal (Rachel something- replaced Katie Holmes. Yay!)

                Heath Ledger (The Joker)

                Cillian Murphy (cameo appearance but a crush so I had to include him. What?

It’s  my blog.)

Gary Oldman (Officer/ Inpsector/ Commissioner-whatever! Gordon)

 

Setting: Gotham City, presumably present day- not sure but Batman Begins was shot in Chicago so I think they did the movie in Chicago for The Dark Knight as well. Plus, not sure about this, I think their famous river is the one featured in some of the scenes.

 

Why We Watched It: We, meaning, I. But I don’t want to be an island here so, we. We had been waiting for the movie since we saw Batman Begins. It was not such a long wait because we didn’t mark the days in our calendars until this day because really, we didn’t know when the sequel’s going to be shown. So we let the years go by and we were happy, passing the time. But we have always known that whatever happens, we will watch The Batman.

 

Why We Want To Watch It: Because we love The Batman. Simple.

 

Why We Love The Batman: This will offend some fans of the other series but here it goes: Out of all the more popular superheroes, Batman is just the coolest. Face it. No one beats him in that department. Why he’s the coolest? Let us count the ways:

 

1. His disguise is the one that makes so much sense. You just see the eyes, the bottom of the nose and the lips. Taken individually, you’d think you’d know. But taken as a whole, it could be anybody. Plus it’s not as constricting as Spiderman’s nor is it as free as Superman’s- I mean, come on, what kind of an idiot wouldn’t see that Clark Kent is Superman just because the former is wearing glasses? Duh.
2. He is suave and stylish. Sure, he is still traditionally briefs-over-pants but we like to think that at least, it’s black. Very manly. As Bruce Wayne, I mean, the guy just oozes wealth and power. We can’t really assert that he is a metrosexual but no matter how down and dirty he gets, it is always as if you can still smell the soap he used.
3. He has a sidekick, the highest level in the coolness meter. Of course, we’ve all heard the rumor that the two could be having an affair but hey, we’re all adults here. If that’s the way he rolls, we’re rollin’ with him. Just really cross our fingers that he can at least, swerve our way. Ladies, are you feeling me? Haha. I am so not made for comedy.
4. He doesn’t have superpowers. But he is filthy rich. What kind of truth does that tell you? Money is power. That’s ONE of the resources people can rely on to make a difference in the world.
5. He isn’t a drama queen. He keeps it all inside. Or he unloads to Alfred. He isn’t a lot of work.
6. He works at night. I swear, if I see Superman or Spiderman, I might, just might- I might try to shoot them with a  tranquilizer. Point is, I can see them when they fly or sway like monkeys because half the time, they operate during the day. But The Batman? The world can burn but he has to get his sleep. Gotta love a man who knows how to take care of his health.
7. He has the most psychotic villains. They are freaks and they get by with technique, through strategy and manipulation. They have sad stories and they can just as easily be anyone of us.

 

The Dark Knight: We open with a bank job with men masked as clowns. We also see that guy from Prison Break (the detective who went nuts). He plays the role of a nutty, fed-up bank executive (I think) who dares to confront the men. We see these clowns all trying to kill each other after every step has been finished. They all talk about The Joker, about how he is behind this operation. I know we said they’ll be spoilers but this is just an intro so let’s skip it, shall we?

 

We have a problem with lots of men pretending to be The Batman. Usually kids/teenagers who instead of helping, make problems worse because they get in trouble or get killed.

 

We have a new DA, Harvey Dent. We have a problem with the fact that Rachel is dating him.

 

We have a problem with the mob because they are well, the mob. The mob has a problem with being caught. The DA was on to them.

 

The Joker proposes to kill The Batman, in exchange for half of the mob’s money. He says it’s the only way the mob can go freely.

 

We have a problem with the fact that so many people are getting killed and so much money had been stolen from innocent people.

 

The Joker gets more powerful everyday and is always a step ahead of everybody. The Batman has a problem with his intentions. The Alfred (harhar) proposes that The Batman can not understand The Joker. We agree. The Batman can be so clueless sometimes. Cute but clueless.

 

We are confused about how Rachel really feels about The Batman. We can’t accept why she is dating Harvey but we understand her. It’s hard to date The Batman. But we are still rooting for Bruce.

 

The Batman is also confused and wants to keep Rachel but he likes Harvey. He thinks Harvey is the real hero of the city. Aaww, so humble. And what a liar. Harhar.

 

The Joker wants The Batman to take off his mask. Meanwhile, a nosy employee of Wayne Enterprises (not sure if that’s the name of the company- did not pay that much attention to detail), finds blueprints for machines, gadgets, cars that are so remarkably Batman-ish, puts two and two together and threatens to reveal who The Batman really is.

 

The Joker plots and succeeds to kills some of the people involved in the mob’s case, including Harvey and Rachel. We’re talking about the plotting part, not the succeeding. Or are we? Hmm…

 

The Batman gives in to The Joker’s demands and decides to go to the press and stand up as the real slim shady. Ah. You know what I mean. Or do you? Hmmmm….

 

Gordon dies. Or does he? Hmmmm….

 

Hmmmm….

 

That’s it. See? I’m really nice. I didn’t give away much.

 

The Verdict: Story-wise, I can’t decide if I like this film better than Batman Begins. I wish I was able to see Tim Burton’s take on Batman but I didn’t get to. The only other Batman I saw was the one with George Clooney and I was only 13 when I saw that. When you’re 13, everything is wonderful so I can’t really say if it was good. But okay, I love The Dark Knight. I guess the reason why I love Batman Begins is because it dwelled so much on the history of The Batman, who he is as a person and there was the element of surprise when you get to the ending. The Dark Knight, in contrast, is all about relationships and the other characters surrounding The Batman. It seemed like just any other episode of The Batman only it’s deeper and has a very sad aftermath. So I can’t really say because they’re two incredibly different films with different goals.

 

On the actors- I am not saying this just because he died but Heath Ledger really is the meat of this movie. He is the one you’re paying to watch. His Joker is out of this world. I don’t think any actor will be willing to play that character for a loooong time because it’s such a tall order to be The Joker when someone portrayed that character the way Heath did. His mannerisms, his expressions, the way he delivered his lines- you could see how sad and mental this character was. At some point, you will even give a second thought to his ideas because he was so good in scheming and there’s some truth to what he was advocating. But, that’s when the best part of the movie, for me, kicks in, when he was proven wrong by the people in the two boats. But even then, he was not a picture of defeat. He was disappointed but he was still able to make light of it, proving how deranged The Joker really was.

 

Christian Bale did not disappoint but unlike Heath who was able to really embody The Joker, Bale had little room to work with. As Batman, you can’t see his expressions. That is why Batman Begins was a great first movie because that was when Bale was able to show the evolution of Batman. In The Dark Knight, there isn’t a lot of that torment he experienced in the first one. But it’s all good.

 

Other favorite is Gary Oldman. I’m still having a hard time separating him from Dracula but as a good cop and a good, dependable, solid family guy, he is very believable.

 

As for Maggie (darn, I love that woman), it’s really refreshing to see her being all girly-girly and the object of affection of two gorgeous men. I’m so used to seeing her being this slutty or tough girl with lots of baggage and for her to be so stable and smart and feminine and sweet- it’s good for her.

 

Aaron Eckhart as Two-Face was a bit of a letdown. Because it didn’t last as long as it should have. I would have loved to see him become an angrier villain and the essence of Two-Face, for me, has been his Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde personality. It would have been better if we could have seen how he goes from Mr. Nice Guy to a monster in a minute or two and then go back and forth. But who knows? Maybe he’ll come back in the next installment. I don’t know how but they’ll probably come up with something. I gave it away, didn’t I? Harhar.

 

As for Michael Caine and Morgan Freeman- nah. They’re practically exempt from any critique. But seriously, will Morgan Freeman ever be a bad guy? Gosh, he must be bored out of his wits.

 

Should You Watch The Dark Knight: Absolutely. Hey, if you were able to waste your money and time on Spiderman 3 aka One Of The Ten Worst Blockbusters Ever, surely you can spend that on The Dark Knight, which is like, light years ahead, beyond the former. If you’re a fan of the dark and you’re not the type who needs a feel-good movie to feel good about anything, The Batman is calling. Or hooting. No, yelping. Meowing? Whatever.