Teh Reel Me: Films, Television, Literature, Music, and Teen Shenanigans at its finest.

The Dark Knight was one of those films that was overly hyped but then again, it deserves the hype because it was so fucking unbelievable in so many awesome ways. Fuck, I love you Mr. Nolan. I actually cried while I was walking from ATC to Festival (holding a donut and a can of beer) because of Heath Ledger. I’ll miss you forever, papi. Oh, and… GIVE HEATH LEDGER THE FUCKING OSCAR YOU EVIL SONS OF BITCHES. Don’t vote anyone else. Go fucking see it. (But honestly, I think everyone had seen it already)

The Wackness totally blew me away primarily because of Josh Peck’s awesome performance (I used to hate him because he was fat, then he suddenly became thin. What a fucking sell out.) which matches up with Ben Kingsley smoking a giant bong. What a fucking great cast, I mean even Mary-Kate Olsen was so awesome as she was fucking Sir Ben Kingsley. I know that The Dark Knight is awesome, but I have to say that The Wackness is simply my favorite movie of the year. Why? Because it really made a connection to me. I was living in that movie, and the writer/director didn’t even know it. Great choice of songs, too which helped  represent how deep the shit is where the characters are in. Shapiro = Shinji. ‘Nuff said. Go fucking see it.

If Juno was the must-see Canadian movie of last year; this year it would have to be YOUNG PEOPLE FUCKING. The title itself pretty much explains it. The movie takes a look at different relationships (Roomates, Best Friends, Couple, Exes, and First Date) and how they look at sex with their own perspectives. The movie is divided with chapters which people who had sex already knows: Prelude, Foreplay, Sex, Interlude, Orgasm, & Afterglow.  It’s Hilarious, Honest, and Hot. Go fucking see it.

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Whew, I saw three awesome movies this week. Not to mention that I also finished our Devc 30 presentation, which although I did while I was drunk, still turned out pretty cool. Google Video’s crappy quality is just… frustrating. At least I have a high-res version which is what we would present! Awww!

I also studied a bit for Devc 40’s exam. Thank god, I managed to answer some questions. At least, I know that I wasn’t dumb while taking the exam. NOW, IT’S TIME TO DRINK! AWWWW!

I can feel the pressure of having 4 DevCom classes. I gotta keep up, man! There’s a video presentation, a critique of a Development project, and a pseudo-experiment on a social problem. Wooh! I know I kinda hate it, but at least I feel like a student and not a bum.

In other news, this just made my day. Feist on Sesame Street singing about counting to 4?! Awesome! Though, I gotta admit, the song is pretty stupid. But what the hell, Sesame Street is for kids! At least kids will get a taste of indie music now!

I’ve been meaning to start an online show for quite some time, but I tend to procrastinate. This weekend however, I finally decided to do it. So, here’s the first episode for Best In Tensions.

The main idea behind the show is that for every episode, there’s a different story coming from an entirely different perspective. It’s basically just a series of monologues and/or conversations from various people. It doesn’t have to be scripted, but basically it is.

Think of it as a collection of online short flicks. I’d like to look at it like Adrian Tomine’s Optic Nerve–except that it’s moving and not printed. Call it mumblecore, or whatever. Mostly, it’s just about a certain character and his thoughts. Like, for example the first episode. It’s basically just me talking to an invisible dude about his routine life. Well, yeah since I wrote it, it’s kind of personal (but I wouldn’t say that it’s a clear depiction of what I feel right now. I’m not angry at all at Stef. Really.). I think if you watched the episode, then you’ll have a clear idea of what’s gonna follow.

I think Tomi’s slated to write the next episode, and he’ll star on it. Then after that, who knows? If you do want to get involved, or you’ve got a monologue or conversation in mind, then let’s translate it into an episode. It doesn’t have to be dramatic, I actually have a comedy and a musical episode in mind. Then there’s a horror episode which I’ll probably shoot this week (I just can’t find an actor. I’ll bug some people I know here.)

Oh, have I mentioned that I’m only doing this because I’m bored. Kinda like blogging; I’m blogging because I’m bored. Most of the things I do anyway (like reading, collecting vinyls, making songs) are done because I’m bored. I’m not looking for attention, I know I won’t be winning an Emmy or a YouTube award from this. Basically, if you watch it, then thank you. If you want to get involved, then let’s do it. If you hate it, then okay. Hahahaha!

Plus, I’m sort of practicing my madd filmmaking skills (even if I don’t have it.) so I could apply it to something bigger. Like, I don’t know. But, I do want to make something cheap and easy to shoot. So the best bet is actually making a mumblecore film. Or whatever. Haha.

Anyway, thanks for checking the episode out! 2 webisodes per month, perhaps? Yes, that sounds okay.

Hay, finally I’ve snapped out of my bursts of emotional hullabaloo. Last night while doing the grocery with my dear mother would be the last of it. I swear to god. I looked like a distressed zombie while pushing the grocery cart–which doesn’t really sound good.

I went to Cubao Expo yesterday and picked up some vinyls. There’s nothing like spending money to lift up one’s spirits.

I managed to get 3 Bread LPs (Self-titled Debut, Lost Without Your Love, and Guitar Man). I’m a huuuuge Bread fanboy. As far as I can remember, I was around 8 when I found myself listening to Goodbye Girl (hands down, favorite Bread song) after than I begged my mom to buy me a cassette of David Gates and Bread Essentials. I devoured that fucking album. After school, I’d rush home just to listen to Bread. I think Bread was one of the earliest emo moments of my life. Haha!

Besides the three Bread vinyls, there’s also The Beach Boys’ Good Vibrations, and a Simon & Garfunkel collection (which included Mrs. Robinson, The Only Living Boy In New York, and *gasp* Bridge Over Troubled Water) But, I guess the two greatest vinyls that I purchased yesterday were:

Pink Floyd’s The Dark Side of the Moon is a fucking classic. Thank heavens I have it on vinyl. Now, if only I could find a The Wizard of Oz OST… we’d be cooking! I bargained really hard to have this one, they wanted to sell it for 500. I told them, no fucking way. It’s locally pressed, the cover isn’t really in great condition, and there were minor scratches on the record. After bargaining really hard–nauwi kami sa 150! It’s Locally Pressed! I wouldn’t buy a locally pressed vinyl for that amount.

Then there’s the Grease OST. Let me say it upfront: I am a huge huge huge fan of Grease. Well, at least the movie–haven’t seen it on stage. But I guess Olivia Newton-John and John Travolta best represent Sandy and Danny. My dream finally came true! Grease on Vinyl! I had this on cassette during my 1998 addiction with Grease. I also have the movie on VHS, VCD, and DVD. Oh diba? It also doesn’t hurt to admit that I know all of the songs by heart. This 2LP vinyl just blew my fucking mind away. Great addition to my growing collection of vinyls.

Oh, and as for Grease 2? Well, let’s just leave it in the dumpster shall we?

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Delikado na to pag nagka-credit card ako. There’s just so many records I want to own. Everytime I go to eBay and search something like “Neutral Milk Hotel LP” or “Death Cab for Cutie LP,” I just break down with depression. Hahahaha. I will forever be grateful to that one person who will sell or give me those aforementioned LPs.

[Cue Music: Hemp Republic - Elbi Nights]

Now you know why I’d never ever shift to Diliman.
NEVER. EVER. EVER.
Not in a million fucking years.
God, I love my friends.
Sana sabay-sabay na lang tayo grumaduate.
Kidding!

Man has places in his heart which do not yet exist, and into them enters suffering in order that they may have existence.

I seriously don’t know what’s wrong with me. I won’t be going to Cinemalaya this year, because I think it’s boring. I mean, no offense to the filmmakers whose films are in competition this year. I just think that this year’s Cinemalaya isn’t exactly my cup of tea since I’m emotionally distraught these past few days. I’m just not that interested.

Whatever.

In other news, my life is slowly disintegrating into some sort of muddy dirty puddle. I’m becoming more and more depressed every day. Suffice it to say, I really hate my life. Like, right now. I think I’ll detach myself completely from the world this weekend. I will only come out if somebody texts me and asks me if I want to watch Mamma Mia, which could be the cure to this whatever feeling of mine.

But if that doesn’t happen, I’ll just wallow alone here in my room and watch DVDs. Yes.

Am I having quarter-life crisis? I mean, I’m not even 20 yet. I’m not suicidal or anything. I think I’m just plain lonely. It happens a lot, right? I mean, sure I’ll get past this soon enough. Well, hopefully.

I wanna fly out to the moon, and jump around outer space and extend my arms and disappear. Hey, that sounds like a great idea. Maybe it’ll happen one of these days. Until then, I’m gonna watch DVDs. I think I’ll start off with The Devil and Daniel Johnston. Turrah!

I had a hair cut today. I kinda like my long, bushy hair; but alas, the weather here in Los Banos is just too much. My hair’s always damp with sweat and it’s starting to smell like the sun–which sucks since I’ve been trying to attract the opposite sex for the longest time. Ha-ha…

At least I don’t look like a huge lesbian unlike with my previous haircuts. Well, that’s really comforting. I kinda like this new haircut of mine, it’s easier to manage and shit.

I slept for 12 hours again from 7pm-7am. I think it’s my favoritest thing to do nowadays when I’m bored–oversleep. Instead of getting high and drunk like I used to do, I think sleeping is a much more healthier habit. Nothing new to do around these streets. Gone are the days when I used to drink all night, every night. My friends are graduating this year, so they’re lying low for the moment. Same goes with me, hello acads!

After having my haircut, I dropped by the thrift shop along Grove and bought 2 books at 15 pesos each. Graham Greene’s The End of the Affair and Hubert Selby Jr.’s Last Exit To Brooklyn. Hooray! More adultery, drugs and booze for me!

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There’s a new Death Cab for Cutie video! And it’s Cath! I think it’s one of the first songs that leaked online, and I loved it like crazy. I hate the video, though. What’s up with making Death Cab sit and lip-synch while this sad, pathetic dude’s in the church? They could’ve at least made Gibbard and the dudes play inside the church or whatever. Oh well, at least the song’s really good.

I kinda hate myself now for having that haircut. I could’ve gone with Ben Gibbard’s hairstyle of the now–long and straight. Oh my, Gibbard’s getting thin too! He looks like he’s on drugs or something. Hooray! You go, Gibbard!

Thank god it’s Thursday. One more day, and I’m off to Cinemalaya!