recent raves

The Blind Side – Leigh Anne Tuohy, Sandra Bullock’s character, is a Republican and sends her children to a private Christian school. While watching the film I was thinking: If ever we meet and we begin talking about her political views and her faith I may walk out on her heck I may even end up hating her but I love her in this film. Bullock’s portrayal is enjoyable. At times, Leigh Anne actually reminded me of my mother (minus the Southern accent and the crazy hourglass figure and the knowledge of football).

I did enjoy this film. I just can’t say how much of it is true, of course.

Letters from Iwo Jima – Yes, I should have seen this right after I saw Flags of our Fathers. Harrowing, heartbreaking. Boy, did this film hurt.

In “Flags of Our Fathers” the battle itself happens mainly in flashback, since the movie is in large measure about the guilt and confusion that survivors encountered upon their reluctant return home. In “Letters From Iwo Jima” the battle is in the present tense, and it is home that flickers occasionally in the memories of men who are certain they will not live to see it again.

Source.

Florence + The Machine (Lungs) – Been a while since I last loved an entire album. This is A-plus.

evil, not high school evil

When I first saw the trailer – no, when I first heard of this Diablo Cody writing project, I thought it was going to suck. Although yes, I have to admit I thought it was interesting (and brave?) for Cody to go dark and B-movie-ish after going adorable and Oscar winner-ry in Juno.

But no, I did not watch Jennifer’s Body when it came out in the theaters. And no, I wasn’t surprised when the film was declared a genuine flop. Even Megan Fox wasn’t able to save this horror flick, so yeah, it must really suck then, I thought.

So I watched it today. So I was wrong.

I enjoyed it. A fun watch. ;) To quote Ebert: “It’s not art, it’s not ‘Juno,’ it’s not ‘Girlfight,’ for that matter, but as a movie about a flesh-eating cheerleader, it’s better than it has to be.”

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photo from reelmovienews.com

Canon? What canon?

Watching this film is like watching Adrian Monk (character in a TV show also based on the Sherlock Holmes formula of brilliant detective – exasperated yet loyal assistant – unsolvable crime – “here’s what happened”) pick up a gun and shoot a criminal without experiencing a major OCD freakout.

In other words, if you’re a Sherlock purist, you’ll find Downey’s (and Guy Ritchie’s) take on this character infuriatingly unrecognizable. Slick, you say? Composed, you say? Fuck that shit, this Sherlock Holmes breaks bones, and explains what he does in slow-mo and Mastercard commercial-like VO. (“Priceless.”)

I’ve read perhaps two short stories, several excerpts, but I won’t say I know Sherlock and Dr. Watson all that well. So of course I enjoyed the show. To quote Roger Ebert: “The less I thought about Sherlock Holmes, the more I liked ‘Sherlock Holmes’… It’s likely to be enjoyed by today’s action fans. But block bookings are not likely from the Baker Street Irregulars.”

The film looks fantastic, and the score is A-plus. If you’re a “Baker Street Irregular”, calm down, leave what you know about the Sherlock Universe by the guard outside the cinema, and enjoy the dark and the grit of this Baker Street.

You’ll like this Sherlock. He’s a fun guy.

Also: gay subtext? What gay subtext? ;)

in bruges, and elsewhere

In Bruges – After a hit gone horribly wrong, two hired assassins – one experienced, one much too young – are sent to Bruges. Ray, the new guy, is not too pleased. “Ken,” he says, “I grew up in Dublin. I love Dublin. If I grew up on a farm, and was retarded, Bruges might impress me but I didn’t, so it doesn’t.”

I cannot think of a more delightful, more heartrending film. Colin Farrell should make more movies like this.

Also, Bruges looks lovely.

Punch-Drunk Love – Oh, you all know those Adam Sandler comedy films. Sweet, soft-spoken guy, then he goes all crazy on your ass. Barry Egan is like that, but his violence breaks your heart. He has seven sisters, people are on his case all the time, and there’s always this incessant fucking drum in the background. Barry just wants to have someone in his life to slow things down. Is that too much to ask?

Tres Dias (Before the Fall, Spanish) – Ten minutes into the film, we hear that a meteorite five times the size of the rock that fell to earth during the time of the dinosaurs will hit the planet soon. No one will survive. Now what? Do you confess your love to another person? Do you begin killing people and hanging children from trees? Do you eat ice cream? Closure comes in so many forms.

one-word reviews

With additional thoughts in parentheses.

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The Ruins – Ew. (I read and absolutely loved Scott Smith’s first novel, and so I was intrigued when I heard that his second novel, The Ruins, has been turned into a film. Story’s pretty much straightforward. To be fair to it, it does have a pretty freaky premise.)

Lars and the Real Girl – Aw. (Yes, took me quite a while to finally see this film. Roger Ebert, in his review, described Ryan Gosling’s Lars as “serene”. Yes, that’s the word for it. Serene. Despite the fact that he brings an anatomically correct sex doll everywhere he goes in this small, cold town. Watch this one.)

Chuck (first few episodes) – Hee. (“So you’re saying I should just stay in this car, and not do anything?” “That’s right.” “Let’s do this.” Me: *rofl*)

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Coffee and dinner with Jaykie’s friends JME and BJ at CBTL/Pepper Steak.

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Their names make them sound like robots or hardware, but they’re people, and really nice, interesting ones at that. Glad to meet you guys. : )

(JME showed me a series of pictures of Jaykie and BJ cooking nilagang giniling, but in the photos the guys looked like they were in a meth lab. Cooking nilagang giniling.)

Earlier Jaykie handed me a copy of Ender’s Game, which of course made me squeal like a crazy fangirl. I read Ender’s Shadow first – a dick nerd move – and I’ve been looking everywhere for a copy of Game. And here it is howeeeeeee.

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But of course I can’t read that yet, for I have been condemned (CONDEMNED!) to read this first:

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It’s an 800+-page monster. Good luck to me.

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“Now, for your Moment of – “

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Sorry, not that one.

“Now, for your Moment of Zen.”

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They could have just said “Open 24 Hours”, but hey, specifity is king.

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Yeah I’m feelin’ lazeh.

October 23 (Friday)

Research night. Because we never get tired of each other, oh no.

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I am so not drunk in this picture.

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More photos here.

October 24 (Saturday)

Christening day of uber-cute Johan. I’m still waiting for Joan (proud mom) to upload the photos. God, I must have looked horrid. But what the hell. Love you Joan, your baby’s absolutely adorable. :)

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P.S. Seriously Ace that was a fun ride from Makati to Bulacan. We should do that again! Hahaha.

October 25 (Sunday)

Watched this with Jaykie.

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Not a fan of romantic films at all, but believe me, this is a fun watch. “Inventive” I think was the word Roger Ebert used to describe this film.

Got this early birthday gift. Howee. (Also: we were able to find an issue of The New Yorker in BookSale that went for TEN PESOS. TEN PESOS my goodness.)

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Thanks, Jake. ;)

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And oh, Ms Lanot of the Graphic says they will use all of the poems from “Reportage”. It will appear in several issues. Watch out for them? Yes? :)

surrogates

What if: you can live your life through a robot proxy?

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You don’t have to get up from bed. You don’t even have to brush your teeth or take a bath, because through your proxy, or Surrogate, you always look perfect.

What if: something goes wrong?

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I enjoyed watching this film.

Photos from Filmofilia.com

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In other news, I’ve finished Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog starring Neil Patrick Harris (Neil Patrick Harris!), and written by Joss Whedon et al. I hate you Mr. Whedon, you are too awesome.

I’ve also started reading Warren Ellis’s Transmetropolitan.

I couldn’t write anything because I just found out yesterday that my MS Office (and my antivirus) has expired. Darn it.