Monday, February 28, 2005

flirting for nothing.

I cannot believe i missed the oscars. after all the films i’ve caught! i came home just in time to be coped up in my studio to finish up remaining work. Oh well, but who’s to complain? I just watched Hitch; the Will-Smith romantic comedy for free. Wee!!!  One of those formulated films that guarantees happy endings and all round, feel good cushiony feeling. To me, Kevin James stole the show with his usual slapstick antics and sorry but nice sod portrayal…. oh i digress, m listening to the duet by our very own local pop darlings, Stef Sun and Tanya Chua, called Yuan Dian. I just ripped off a copy from a friend today and was listening to it at work. Gave me goosebumps. Nice little ones. Such a nice song, even though i have no idea what the content’s all about…. ok…back to Hitch. So between working out paths for destitutes of love, showcasing his slick moves with the ladies, he gets himself involve with a gossip columist who’s idea of hell is the dating scene, tricky tricky. Head-on, he takes on the  challenge liken what the sixtine chapel was to michaelangelo, and voila… go watch it. haha. My my, I’m doing gym 2molo at 7am, and its 1am now… if there’s any moves i’ve learned from the show, i using it now to court death…. 
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Friday, February 25, 2005

daydream

i wanna dance like usher. sing like buble. strum like mayor.
oh, and i wanna date avril.

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Thursday, February 24, 2005

new word to know (2)

eristic • \\ih-RISS-tik\\ • adjective
: characterized by disputatious and often subtle and specious reasoning

Example sentence:
Scott grew tired of the eristic arguments his friend put forth and refused to discuss the issue further.

Did you know?
“Eristic” means “argumentative” as well as logically invalid, and someone prone to eristic arguments probably causes a fair amount of strife amongst his or her conversational partners. It’s no surprise, then, that the word traces its ancestry back to the Greek word for “strife.” “Eristic” and the variant “eristical” come from the Greek “eristikos,” meaning “fond of wrangling,” from “erizein,” “to wrangle,” and ultimately from “eris,” which means “strife.” The adjective appeared in print in English in 1637, and was followed approximately 20 years later by the noun “eristic,” which refers to either a person who is skilled at debates based on formal logic or to the art or practice of argument.

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005

new word to know

sinecure • \\SYE-nih-kyoor\\ 
: an office or position that requires little or no work and that usually provides an income

Example sentence:
The organization recently restructured its workforce, eliminating several positions that had become mere sinecures.

Did you know?
“Sinecure” comes from the Medieval Latin phrase “sine cura,” which literally means “without cure.” Not surprisingly, the earliest known use of “sinecure” referred to an ecclesiastical benefice without cure of souls—that is, a clerical office in which the job-holder did not have to tend to the spiritual care and instruction of church members. Such sinecures were virtually done away with by the end of the 19th century, but by then the word had acquired a broader sense referring to any paid position with few or no responsibilities.

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Monday, February 21, 2005

just a thought [1]

in this world of uncertainty, can faith alone still guide us along the bumpy roads? is faith alone enough to validate our existence anymore? Or is it just engaging us to burrow further and further towards delusions hoping to avoid all the pain and sufferings of this world?
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chance upon damien rice


a good theme sometimes make or break a movie. i’ve just watched closer. it is a brilliant show. enuff said. go watch it once its out. i’ve downloaded the theme song over the internet. and have been mesmerised by it since. it somewhat of a sad song. a guy singing out his gut, pining lost love. the guy’s damien rice. the song’s called the blower’s daughter. weird title but so heartwrenching and melancholy…. must hear. if you watch the film, you will known what i mean.

apparent to all, i’ve been watching a lot of good films recently. i’m on a roll and i pray hard the momentum stays. i enjoy writing out my after-thoughts because that gives me closure. I like to elevate the experience in the theatre and have the images dance around in my head, it gives me clarity of what each uniquely different film has to say and also provides an outlet for me to share with close friends the kind of things i look out for in a good movie.

i’m kinda disappointed i didn’t get to watch hotel rwanda before it ended its run. think that film would have invoked a lot of emotions. dvds anyone?

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Sunday, February 20, 2005

moving sideways

Every now and then, a quiet little movie pops out of the blue and delights me. No big cast, sans dramatic plots, just simple yet impressive story telling. I’ve just watched Sideways, a small film nominated for writing, adapted screenplay in the up-coming oscars.
 


Miles, a failed writer can’t get over his divorced wife. He takes his friend Jack; a passe actor up California’s wine country to liven things up a little. Morose and unsociable, he refuses to allow hope to be raised, love to be found. Jack on the other hand is getting married a week down the road, but he makes himself to be very available. What’s funny about it, is that eventually the poor chap’s still a sorry ass and the bastard gets away with it. True reflection of life. No happy ending and nobody’s selling out to please the crowd. A satire that deliciously works out human contradictions, while drowning it all with a sip of pinot.

I think i’ve been watching too much dvds. I need to step out to smell the roses. Enuff movie talk. Laterz.

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Friday, February 18, 2005

my movie afterglow.

Jamie foxx is everywhere. He made a big impression at the globes, then stole the thunder from many grammy nominated artistes at the recent award show. But as of now, he has a place in my heart. One of the most talented but under-rated comedian has shone through a mist of criticism and emerged as the legendary Ray Charles. How on earth did he manage to look so convincing, shedding every inch of his bad boy image?

I watch in awe as he struts his impersonation skills with precision timing, and handles his character’s every emotion with just that bit of “rhythm & blues” cool. The movie retraces the life of Ray Charles Robinson back to his traumatic childhood and digs further into his drug addiction after he achieved musical success. It ain’t so much of a thinking movie, it’s more of what I call, a watch-and-learn show. Very strong message they are trying to send out (think along the line of those wickedly humourous pictures they have on cigarette boxes these days.;p), for you will be entertained to a full minute account of his rehabilitation struggle accompanied with stylish flashbacks. Haiz…Why is it that talented people are always so fucking depressive? Are they paying for it? If this is true, damn! I must be damn untalented. ;p

I will make a prediction. Later this month at the oscars, Jamie will win. He will win because his strongest competitor is that overrated, lousy excuse of an actor fondly addressed as Leo. Not that I’m making groundless accusation. I’ve watched The Aviator. It bored me to tears. Thank god for Cate Blanchett who kept me in my seats. Oh yea, she will win best supporting actress, because she is fantastic. Haha…. Hey! This is my blog. I say what I want and what I say shall and will be the truth!!! Haha.

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Thursday, February 17, 2005

confession of a self-absorb anglophile

he says: (6:09:45 PM)
still working ah

jayz says: (6:10:27 PM)
yup. workaholic… wahha.. like real only.

he says: (6:10:43 PM)
wah lieu so scary manz

he says: (6:10:51 PM)
I think this winter is driving me insane

he says: (6:11:17 PM)
My most happening activity here is watching Soprano DVDs and That 70s Show reruns whilst drinking green tea and eating maggi mee

jayz says: (6:12:03 PM)
everything drives you crazy hor?

he says: (6:12:19 PM)
No lah I meant it figuratively

he says: (6:12:48 PM)
Could u please not be condescending when it is a precarious time for everybody? U are like that darned Maggie Smith in Gosford Park

jayz says: (6:18:01 PM)
ooo… pain… such a slow painful show..and i have to be the most dreadful character…pain..argh…

he says: (6:18:48 PM)
huh have u gone off the wall?

he says: (6:19:54 PM)
It was absolutely delightful I thought the most dreadful character has to be that stupid tramp played by kristin scott thomas and the stupid ryan phillipe actor persona

jayz says: (6:22:59 PM)
ryan phillipe very toy boy hor… like all the lao ah mahs and faggoted pple gets to fondle or flirt with him. ahha. so much for wanting to be a serious actor..

he says: (6:23:34 PM)
HAHA I also say! Please he is as serious an actor as tori spelling

jayz says: (6:24:22 PM)
haha

he says: (6:23:57 PM)
Oh yeah forgot u have Anglophobia u damn hate Brit flicks :

he says: (6:24:43 PM)
I have to confess that Anglophile in me will never be extinguished or diminished

jayz says: (6:30:06 PM)
i must correct you. i don’t exactly detest all brit films. there are some that do tickle my fancy. i vividly remember a very interestingly warped brit flick called tube tales. That I like a lot.

he says: (6:30:34 PM)
Anglophobia is not a detesting of their media or art or films but detesting their culture

jayz says: (6:31:22 PM)
i dun.

he says: (6:31:35 PM)
ok ok sorry I unjustly accused u

jayz says: (6:31:47 PM)
and it was you who said i hate brit flicks.

he says: (6:31:50 PM)
My sincere apologies for the misattribution and wrong qualification

jayz says: (6:32:15 PM)
i quote, “Oh yeah forgot u have Anglophobia u damn hate Brit flicks “

he says: (6:31:54 PM)

   Ok ok my fault k

he says: (6:32:27 PM)
I am doing a course in British Films from 1927 - 99 next year by the way sounds fun

jayz says: (6:32:45 PM)
oh yeah? sounds fun indeed…

he says: (6:33:12 PM)
Yeah cos I will be in the UK mah - there is one on British Popular Thrillers and another one on Homosexuality and the AIDS epidemic in London

he says: (6:34:11 PM)
Anyway are u all prepped for the obsequious gong xi fa caing?

jayz says: (6:34:28 PM)
i’m alrite. dun feel very festive.

jayz says: (6:34:34 PM)
as always.

he says: (6:34:37 PM)
ok neither do I

he says: (6:35:00 PM)
I only look forward to my abalone and sharks fin and crispy duck and my godmas braised chicken

 
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Sunday, February 13, 2005

downloading on karma

I’ve been downloading obscene amount of songs (tunes, if you’re a mac fan) from the internet since god knows when. but things took to new heights when i switched to my cable connection just a few weeks back. i guess i never have that integrity or righteousness to not succumb to free music, and being able to retrieve music at such convenience and ease was the perfect way for me to enrich my then very typical music
taste. finally, i had an outlet where i was no longer restricted to only what was offered on our local radio-waves, but pure sweet sounds that are not tainted commercially.

alas! all good things must end. in my recent downloading frenzy, i observed a rise in what i coined hoax-p3 s. These are songs that were deliberately altered; may it be badly edited, has continous chorus loopin, or just inserted with distortion, aiming to upset the user by foiling his or her plan. am i a victim of this or what? haha. or should i blame it on karma instead.;p

so there’s this song i’ve yet to have any luck dlding… its called ” how to be dead” by snow patrol.i’m giving up after dlding numerous hoax-p3 s. and if anyone out there has this song in full, please let me rip it off you. thanks. ;p

“HOW TO BE DEAD” - snow patrol

Please don't go crazy if I tell you the truth
No you don't know what happened and you never will  
If you don't listen to me while I talk to the wall  
This blanket is freezing, it's been out in the hall  
Where you've had me for hours til i'm sure what I want  
But darlin' I want the same thing as I wanted before  
So sweetie tell me what's up, I won't stop. No way.    
Please keep your hands down and stop raising your voice  
It's hardly what i'd be doing if you gave me a choice  
It's a simple suggestion, can you give me some time?  
So just say yes or no, why can't you shoulder the blame?  
Cos' both my shoulders are heavy from the weight of us both  
You're a big boy now so let's not talk about growth  
You've not heard a single word I have said. Oh my God.    
Please take it easy, it can't all be my fault  
I haven't made half the mistakes that you've listed so far  
Baby let me explain something, it's all down to drugs  
At least I remember taking them and not a lot else  
It seems i've stepped over lines you've drawn again and again  
But if the ecstacy's in the wit is definately out  
Doctor Jekyll is wrestling Hyde for my pride
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