you will not enjoy this

everybody is raving about 300. 300 this, 300 that. so just to be different let me tell you about the things that i didn't like about 300.

the trailer - don't get me wrong the trailer was well made but it's just that why did they have to put most, if not all, the freakin' good lines in the movie in the trailer? it kinda lessened the oomph factor of the lines when it was delivered in the movie. but not so much that it ruined the whole feel of the scene.

(and oh, i was relieved that leonidas has lines that he didn't screamed out.)

people in the movie house - oi, when i want a play by play commentary on the movie i am currently watching i'll go ask quinito henson to do so. nothing ruins the moment more when you go saying,

"lalaban pa yan. tignan mo. ... ... ay, hindi na. madami kasing kalaban e."

shut your trap man and watch the movie.

the news - apparently people in iran(?) are offended by the movie. a movie which is based on a graphic novel. a work of fiction. don't read too much into it. political and social undertones blah blah blah. just watch the movie and take it for what it is, just pure not-so-clean testosterone blood thirst induced carnage! yeh!

well that's about it. everything else about the movie is f-a-n-t-a-s-t-i-c.

"lung of love, leaves me breathless"

i'm addicted to frou frou. i was as an instant fan by the end of the first time i saw and heard their video for breathe in. that was way back 2002(?). five years and relentless scouring of music stores for their one and only album later, it is only now that i am able to listen to details. i'm totally lost, but in a good way, in between the dreamy layered voice of imogen and the peculiar but soothing and ingenious arrangements of guy. and now i'm wishing that i should've had their album since it was released then. (it never occurred to me that i could've bought their album online. but that's expensive!) and i do believe that if i ever got a copy of their album then, i'd still be listening to it until now. (well not continuously... :P) too bad that they didn't get the attention that they should've gotten then. so after only one album released, guy and imogen decided to call it quits and disbanded the duo to pursue their craft as solo artists.

so if you like electronica with a dash of soul and playful lyrics you should give frou frou a listen. satisfaction guaranteed!

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edit: here's a copy of frou frou's breathe in. click!

bloody smashing!

casino royale is bloody good! i didn't expect it to be at par with the other james bond movies, or dare i say better than the others. i do admit that i was skeptic about craig filling the shoes of bond, mainly because he doesn't look like a bond to me, ice-cold-blue eyes buffed body and all. but surprisingly he as the new james bond embodies 007 as he should be, ruthless and suave, witty and charming. story-wise casino royale is a very typical bond movie so you shouldn't expect to be wowed of the (un)expected and (obvious) underlying plot twists. although what surprised me was the way they did a great job on humanizing james. the movie is full of action be it on the streets, a bathroom, a falling building or even at the poker table. but save for bond's sleek aston dashboard you won't be seeing much of bond's gadgets. (maybe because bond in this movie is a newbie double o agent?) what doesn't lack in this movie is the clever dialogue.

vesper: you know james... i just want you to know that if all that was left of you was your smile and your little finger you'd still be more of a man than anyone i've ever met.
james: that's because you know what i can do with my little finger.
vesper: i have no idea.
james: but you're aching to find out.
vesper: you're not going to let me in there, are you? you've got your armor back on. that's that.(?)
james: (mush mode on) i have no armor left. you've stripped it from me. whatever is left of me... whatever is left of me, whatever i am, i'm yours.

the short: this movie is a must see for james bond aficionados. for everyone else, see it to become a bond fan.

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apocalypto is brutally good! it's braveheart meets the last of the mohicans meets the predator (minus the alien and the explosions) theme keeps you at the edge of your seat for almost the entire movie. although there's a bit of a lull, albeit berable, for about ten to fifteen minutes. but after that it's spear-throwing arrow-piercing rock-hurling mace-bashing knife-slitting bone-crunching non-stop-running action action action. i'd recommend you not to watch this movie if you have a weak stomach. (if you can watch braveheart's battle sequences without flinching you're good. otherwise go get another movie.) the morbid me finds it very entertaining whenever i see those blunt and not so blunt instruments decapitating flailing bodies. ehe. what i also liked in the movie were the costumes. (or lack thereof.) the tattoos were awesome, the body piercing were gruesome and the tribal "colors" were very distinguishable from other tribes. the way gibson built up the simple story was very absorbing, specificaly how jaguar paw's character developed from tainted-with-fear tribesman to a determined prophesized animal. (*mini spoiler ahead.) i especially liked it when jaguar paw emerged from the black quicksand(?) indomitable and unwavering ready to face his savage pursuers. coolness.

the short: brutality owns!

(oh, and i falied to mention that all through out the movie, genuine(?) aztec language was used. don't worry, sub titles included.)