Archive for October, 2009

Never ceases to amaze anyone

October 27, 2009

FML, MLIA, MMT, and now, WTF?

Today, one Elizabeth Tan looked at me and said “KNNCCB”. Then she started giggling. WTF?

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Schadenfreude

October 24, 2009

Directions:

1) Jump to the 5:05 mark.
2) Press play.
3) Watch for ten seconds.
4) Repeat

The Blue Mansion: A Singapore film to watch

October 22, 2009

One part muder mystery, one part family drama, and one part corporate takeover saga, The Blue Mansion is one hundred percent captivating.

And the kicker? It’s a Singaporean film.

So, like the three coffins for the film’s one dead man’s funeral, you get three movies for the price of one. But, seriously now, there is a whole lot of other good reasons to not miss this film.

Centering on a number of perennial Singaporean favourites, The Blue Mansion follows the death of Singapore’s richest man, tycoon Wee Bak Chuan – the self-styled Pineapple King. As the two sons fight over the legacy of the family business, a murder probe is raised regarding the death. As the ghost of Wee Bak Chuan watches, events unfold and reveal dark secrets of children and family.

Chilling as it sounds, the film is more endearing than terrifying. As brother is pitted against brother, we also see the true side of the revered patriach, denounced, in not so many words, as “that heartless old bastard.” Yet, we also see attempts at reconciliation and overcoming hidden flaws.

The star in this film is not any particular character, but the family as a whole. We see exactly the role the respected, but also feared and hated patriach played in his family by observing the ramifications of his death. The brokeness that wealth gives rise to is revealed for all to see, and we simultaneously weep for and denounce all these tragically flawed people.

The film has its light moments too though. Watch out for Huzir Sulaiman as the uproriously funny Detective Subramaniam Suresh. Of note also are Adrian Pang, who slips right into the skin of younger brother Wee Teck Meng, anger-issues and all, as well as Patrick Teoh playing the indignant and highly beliveable patriach. Followers of Singapore TV will also recognise names such as Lim Kay Siu, Neo Swee Lin, and Tan Kheng Hua.

Without revealing too much, The Blue Mansion is a tight, well written and nicely delivered film. Viewers will be enthralled by the plight and struggles of thse super-rich and yet still so flawed characters. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the rich interplay between characters in this refreshingly good Singapore film. (instead of the usual insipid fare)

Storytellers and Talespinners

October 16, 2009

Actually a continuation from the previous post, because I haven’t figured out how to tweak WordPress till it yields a LJ-esque cut tag.

So, shall we carry on from the mentioned loss of said flying plastic disc and assuming the rest of the previous post was cut for personal ramblings.

Mmmhmmm, losing it was unhappiness-inducing, which started me wondering how a good-ish mood could be so comprehensively ruined so quickly. And then this train of thought veered onto a hitherto undiscovered set of tracks, regarding the external, observable human condition.

How readily do people show emotion, and to what extent, especially as they experience more extreme feelings? How visible was my irritation? What would it be like to observe people with complete detachment; in other words, how do ghosts feel?

Hands up, those of you who enjoy people-watching.

Everyone has their tics. Little physical twitches perhaps. But people-watching involves trying really rather hard to infer what exactly goes on behind the opaque doors of the watched one’s eyes from mere physical movements. It’s akin to plumbing the depths of a coal mine with a torch and a ball of string.

It is frustrating yet strangely satisfying. My guess is that we never really know the truth; it is far too difficult for one to even have the remotest chance of being right. What happens, is that we fill in the gaps with our hidden dreams and memories, reconstructing a melange of experience, fantasy, and stereotypes.

And thus the conclusion goes: to truly observe with detachment is to be so boring as to be impossible. When we watch people, we look for vessels through which to tell our own stories and watch our dreams.

All this from the unhappy thoughts of losing a small, not inexpensive, but ultimately minor thing. Not a trivial loss certainly, but it sparked something off. Perhaps, it began me people-watching myself.

Do sepia prints fade to monochrome?

October 16, 2009

Today, I lost a disc.
(the flying plastic kind that goes spinning through the air, dervish-like and such)

It capped off the day with a strange and off-colour emotion, like sour cream on bittersweet chocolate, if you’ll stomach the analogy.

It wasn’t a bad day and neither was it particularly good; kind of very much mostly identically similar to how they’ve been all week.

Mindless really, and emptier than usual. Less of the usual nonsense and fooling around that forms the backbone of school, more of the not-quite-drudgery-but-certainly-still-mundane. Like blurred monochrome prints, they speed past leaving quickly-gone impressions and a sense of empty longing and confusion.

So, yes, that’s what I’ve been reduced to doing in this week after promos; following the mandatory rush of post-exam activities, life has slowed to a (is it even possible) slower, stranger pace.

Catharsis

October 9, 2009

Ask not why it rains; the weather, it weeps for me
…oh such conceit.

Such vainglory, that the heavens would pour out and the floodgates open, that the sky’s fury would come for one man’s tears.

So, take it not as the weather matching my mood, but my mood matching the weather.
…and now it”s no longer gloomy, grey, or wet. Just dark. How fitting.

but now it’s far too wallowing and self-pitying to believe I actually wrote the above a few hours ago. These are the kinds of things one does when stream-of-consciousness-ing over the course of a few hours. With YouTube-ing in between.

Current mood:Meh
Well, let’s get into the post-promos spirit. Seeing as how studying seemed so futile and wholly un-life-satisfying, surely I’d have plenty to try and fill life with, especially now that promos are over. I’m being incoherent again, so forgive me, as I stream-of-consciousness again. That said, it seems like I really haven’t been doing anything worth my while lately, and before, after, and now, especially after, promos, the feeling of great waste and fruitlessness is exacerbated.

“If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.” –C.S. Lewis

If I’ve been letting a hunger for another world within me grow, and I haven’t nourished myself with every word that comes from the mouth of God, then there’s only one thing left to do.

October 6, 2009

The things we do the day before Physics promos. I’m sure it has something to do with Physics. Wikipedia: WoW->Operating System->Compact Disk->Wavelength->Oscillations. Yay, physics.
More importantly, old repost is probably old, but still, go watch The Guild.

Hooooooooo boy promos

October 1, 2009

Promo week has begun! Excellent. Most excellent. And now that KI is gone, it will hopefully be a breeze. Until Monday sneaks up upon us. Sorry economics students. And after promos, oh after promos, how I could reminiscence  whimsically about those carefree days. But for now, less sense and some Dune:

I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.

-Frank Herbert