Wednesday, April 02, 2003
God Bless The Onion. They recently had a special edition on the war, check it out if you know what's good for ya. Especially funny is their Point-Counterpoint.
I think that's enough about the war. Out of me, at least. Let's just hope for a swift and peaceful resolution, even if it will unfavorably benefit those who don't deserve it. The more things seem ridiculous, there's always something better that comes along, whether it's Halliburton getting another contract (besides the fact that Halliburton is still paying VP Dick Cheney a million dollars a year), or dolphins being used by the US Navy to search for mines in Iraqi harbors.
A new art spiegelman strip here.
As I'm sure some of you know by now, myself and these misfits (along with some other people like Quark) were supposed to attend this year's Hong Kong International Film Festival. Because of this goddamn SARS, those plans have been scrapped. We were still actually thinking if we would risk it or not (when the fatalities only numbered around 15), but when the fatalities went up to 50, and the number of infected rose 1500 in a little under two weeks, it was pretty much decided for us. Damn and blast.
To hurt myself a little bit more, this is the list of films I was most excited about seeing, though I was planning on watching as much as I possibly could:
Far From Heaven
City of God
Dirty Pretty Things
Adaptation (seen on bootleg DVD, never in a theater)
Bayaning Third World (seen, but want to see again)
Spider (seen; wouldn't mind seeing again)
Ten Minutes Older: The Cello
Ten Minutes Older: The Trumpet
The Eye (seen; wouldn't mind seeing again)
Chinese Odyssey 2002 (seen on Star Mandarin, never in a theater)
Standing in the Shadows of Motown
The Kid Stays in the Picture
Not only did Jeline get a Dean's Award, she also got the Mulry, the highest literary prize there is in the Ateneo, which they only give to one student a year, and they don't give it out every year. Kudos to her, she deserves it.
The other week me and the misfits met Joyce Jimenez and Joey Javier Reyes at a shoot. Highlights include Joyce and the following quotes from Reyes to Alexis: "Alexis, you're pretentious," and "I have come to the conclusion that I don't like this guy."
Speaking of the model, we were talking on Messenger one day about how blogging seems to have died. Certainly the fervor with which we were posting, sometimes more than once a day, and commenting and flinging retorts back and forth, has been diminished. When blogs of friends were sprouting up exponentially. Is nothing happening? Or is so much happening there's no more time to blog about it?
Both of us realized that we were less interested in recounting what had happened to us (though there is still a feeling of obligation to do so), and more interested in just posting observations, perceptions, the lessons in the small killings, the morals without the story.