Transformers

I've never been a fan of Transformers,but since the first trailer debuted couple months back I promised myself I would watch it.It comes out in Asia/Aus before anywhere else,so there haven't been any reviews to provide me anticipation of what the film would be like.Let's cut to the chase-Transformers was just really disappointing.The special effects were predictably impressive and the larger-than-life robots left me gawking in awe like a child-but once the amazement and fascination wears out,I start wanting more-unfortunately beyond the robot huha and grandiose CGI,the movie just has little else to offer.The biggest problem I had was with the script.Historically,one of the worst.Most of the lines/phrases are so ridiculously dumb and banal,it's not even a laughing matter.You just have to witness it for yourself,to truly experience the sheer nightmare that the script is.A couple of times one of the robots (usually Optimus Prime-is this misspelled?Who gives a damn) launches into some preachy monologue that's so cheesy,cheap and Hallmark-ish,I feel like ripping my gums out.Moreover,Megan Fox can't act for nuts,the whole way she was pouting with this bimbotic blank face like she was permanently stuck in a Revlon commercial.Shia LaBeouf fares a whole lot better,but once the focus shifts completely to the conflict between the two robot clans,Shia's character gradually phases out of significance and becomes ornamental (aside from having to run endlessly and protect the cube on which the fate of the planet rests on,but I can't hardly give a damn about).The final street battle scene starts off great,but quickly becomes unfocused and messy-it starts and ends repeatedly,to the point where it becomes anti-climactic and I'm just done with the damn thing.With the material,they had the potential to invent something imaginative,new and possibly groundbreaking,and it's obvious the special effects team worked their butts out to ensure things looked perfect on their part-but in the end,the mediocre,uninspired story and shit stain of a script brings the entire film down.1/5

*RT gives it a 100% rating (although I'm sure the figure will go down as more reviews come in).What a joke.

**I know noone gives a shit,and even IMDB doesn't acknowledge this-but there's a part in Transformers that plays homage to Jet Li/Kill Bill.When Bumble Bee changes from the old Chevrolet to the new one,which is yellow and has two black stripes in the middle (the same pattern on The Bride's suit in Kill Bill Vol. 1/Jet Li's old movies),the song that comes on is the song used in Kill Bill Vol. 1 when Oren Ishii and the Crazy 88 is first introduced at the House of Blue Leaves.

Ocean's Thirteen

Watched Ocean's 13.I *think* I enjoyed the first one but don't really remember any details,while I clearly remembered how bad the sequel was and why I hated it.The cast and makers seem to have this desperate need to look and exude a presence defined by extreme awesomeness-leading the franchise to a low point where the stories become a mere platform for the cast to flaunt themselves and act cheeky.While in similar films like Pulp Fiction & Resevoir Dogs the characters are cool because of how Tarantino has shaped them,in Ocean's the characters are supposed to be cool just because they're good-looking or whatever.Big,glitzy,soulless.Ocean's 13 has few small laughs,but is a big improvement from the previous two and is somewhat absorbing.After the first 15/20 minutes during which the cast (esp Pitt & Clooney) bask in their superhuman coolness-in which they're enviably dressed in expensive designer suits,and basically do nothing but stand around and grin a lot while delivering "witty" lines,the story finally kicks off and the Mr Universe contest takes a hike.Few times the plot seems undecided and jumps from one point to another,and many of the situations are hopelessly contrived (Now the door can't open?-How convenient).But the small jokes are executed well,the subplots are minimal and don't interrupt the focus of the story.The film as a whole,is slightly flimsy but is a coherent and interesting small (but solid) story that wraps up beautifully. 3.5/5

Vultures

Urm.Yeah.I'll let you solve your problems with the pic above (if any) in your own time.

So,the silliest thing happened today.I read a lot of random blogs,most of them movie-oriented.The more popular ones have their reviews flooded with comments responding to either the review or the movie reviewed.You have the usual spree of haters,lovers and people who feel indifferent and basically don't give a shit-well,I'll spare you the gory details and keep it safe and R-rated starting now.A movie review at one site already had hundreds of comments under one particular review-most of them criticising the reviewer her/himself for a 'mistake' he/she made,and I decided to provide my two cents worth and add another comment more or less echoing what other commenters had said before.But I guess my comment,knowing how nasty,insensitive and harsh I can sometimes be (hey,at least I admit this-unlike some hypocrites out there who claim to be saints and spend all day pointing fingers),I guess my comment had more umph to it-so the reviewer her/himself responded to my comment angrily.And then all hell broke loose.Well,I have to say that at first I was surprised because there were 300+ comments and I didn't think I'd be given special treatment and have a personal note added to my comment-but I wasn't offended,it's cyberspace and people shoot other people down every day,just because they can.Everyone feels empowered behind a computer.Anyways,soon WWIII ensued-chaos!Supporters!Enemies!The self-righteous electing themselves as Gods,promising to punish the wrong and reward the right.I swear one commenter even quoted the Bible.

My point is,it's all too easy for things to spiral out of control in an environment where people have no self-restraint-a simple argument turns into a small war,people quickly dividing into groups and within seconds things are blown out of proportion and just spiral downward.And the thought of remedying a difficult situation is much more easily said than done.I'm going to stop there,before this turns into a social studies essay.If you think I'm over analysing this issue,I am-it's what I do.Because I think it doesn't take something huge for one to be able to observe and learn something,sometimes even the tiniest occurrences can provide you with meaningful lessons worth noted for the journey ahead.

And oh,you're welcome for the eye candy.

Dial 'O'

SHOCK OF THE DAY: Melora Hardin (who plays Jan in The Office US) sings.For real.Here's a link to an Mp3 of her song 'Dial O' (via YouAin'tNoPicasso),if you're as curious as I am.Altho if you don't watch the show,this could well be very very very dull news,which is why I coloured those to try and amuse you.Moving on,she looks like Charlize Theron circa early 90's,altho not nearly as hot.Probably because her character's a huge tight-ass and has a totally unattractive personality.Anyhu,I was kinda shocked to discover that Hardin actually has a singing career-because even after watching many eps of The Office (ooh here's my fave line: "Ryan started the fire!"), it never once crossed my mind that she could be a singer.On the contrary,when I found out that Sara Ramirez (Callie on Grey's Anatomy,who used to have me shaping 'Dream Wife' characteristics after her character-until some point in Season 3,when they started depicting her as some kind of obsessive,psychotic nightmare wife to George) was a real-life singer-well,that was totally predictable,partly because of her wonderfully theatrical looks.Whatever that means.

Young Man Blues

While both my mum and dad look absorbed with the film,The Last Emperor has the pace of a grandmother and as much as I try to not think about how American every character sounds ,the thought keeps hitting back.The film won 9 Oscars,which is definitely no small feat-but at this late hour my mind's a bit restless and can't manage sitting through such a tedious flick.


Watched Fantastic Four Rise of Whatever yesterday,and I can barely remember what it was about.It wasn't bad,or good-just really dull.Few details I can recall.Jessica Alba had pornstar hair.Mr Fantastic (hah!) was sleepwalking through his lines and acting like an uninteresting douche as usual.The jokes felt like they were written in the 1990's.The plot and accompanying subplots were all embarrassingly thin.But having paid only $6,sitting through such movie didn't feel painful at all.As I read somewhere (AICN?),bad movies could at least be respected for setting an aim to fulfill-whereas movies like Fantastic Four 2 come without ambition and generally end up as a wholly forgettable experience.


The internet at home's much better,been downloading heaps of albums and after listening to few-I would recommend the following.


The Who-Live At Leeds

The first thing that hit me was that none of the tracks I expected to be there were there-no Won't Get Fooled Again or Behind Blue Eyes.Not even Teenage Wasteland.And I'm too lazy to find an explanation for this.Anyways,with 2 cds and more than 20 tracks performed live-I was practically satiated.

Think:Joining an anti-war rally in the 80's that was mostly participated by mellow pregnant British women who secretly fantasized having wild jungle sex with their gardeners and killing their husbands.

Key Tracks:We're Not Gonna Take It,Young Man Blues



Wilco-Yankee Hotel Foxtrot

I've never been a Wilco fan-he might be big in the US or wherever,but where I live he's practically a noone.Which is a shame,because this album is absolutely amazing.I can't say enough about it,so give it a listen if you have the time.

Think:Having wings and flying,but aware that your toes are still touching the ground.Torn,but complete.

Key Tracks:I Am Trying To Break Your Heart,War On War,Radio Cure




Nirvana-In Utero

I'm not the biggest Nirvana fan-I mean,their music's no doubt good,but I tend to prefer more contemporary stuff.This album however,just lives and breathes and is just freaking immortal.

Think:Nothing.Total Amnesia.You're somewhere else,not human.A giraffe or tigress or spirit maybe.

Key Tracks:Heart-Shaped Box,Rape Me,Dumb

Feist-The Reminder

Really light stuff-but more of the heavier light stuff (am I still making sense?) like Jeff Buckley or Sarah McLachlan or Joss Stone.Not like Norah Jones,which is something I'd play as background music to a party or something.A sleeping party.Nah,she's not that bad.Feist' voice finally comes through in the slower tunes-at times it's uplifting,most of the time it's heartbreaking.

Think:Walking out after a long storm,only to see the faint beginnings of a rainbow emerge out of the clearing sky.

Key Tracks:So Sorry,The Water


That's all from me for now.

Be free,be free.

Two Steps Twice

-Hairspray comes out in Aussie on the 13th of Sept,who the hell would want to miss seeing John Travolta in drag,and a movie with so many stars you'd practically get starfucked.None of the cast members look like they have the potential to annoy (you know how in musicals/musical movies,there are always those characters who annoy the shit out of you-i.e:Renee Zelwegger in Chicago,Jamie Foxx in Dreamgirls) and I haven't seen High School Musical,but by the looks of the film's trailer,lead actor Zac Efron has the versatility to handle something this huge.Plus there's Amanda Bynes,and I've watched all her films (even the crappy ones like What A Girl Wants & Big Fat Liar)-anyhu,if watching the trailer doesn't put a big smile on your face,you're officially inhuman.

via Popbytes

-Heaps of films coming out this season,but few I actually give a damn about-I'm definitely going to do whatever it takes to watch Transformers and Knocked Up.Now that all the tv shows have concluded (I've followed Desperate Hswives,Lost & Grey's Anatomy up to their season finale's-so now I guess it's back to watching old eps of Arrested Development and 3rd RFTS).Lost concluded few weeks back but I only managed to watch the final ep two days ago-and man,I was BLOWN AWAY.Just when you think they've run dry of story lines and can't possibly conjure enough plot to run another 3 seasons-they do one small scene at the end of the series that defies all those odds,and provides enough possibilities for the show to go on forever.Can't wait till it returns next Feb.

-The 3 Badly Drawn Boy albums have finished downloading and I'm going for a walk at the TTDI jogging park to listen to that.

The Cribs-Men's Needs

Lady Sovereign-Those Were the Days

Bloc Party-Waiting for the 7.18

The New Pornographers-Mass Romantic

The Rosebuds-You better get ready

Foals-Two steps twice

Justice-Dance

Mika-Love Today

Everybody's gonna love today,anyway you've got to.

Jimmy Jazz

So here I am on a Sunday night,sunken in a beanie bag with the laptop on my lap while watching Grey's Anatomy on tv.So many things in my mind-unanswered questions,unresolved conflicts and all that normal unwanted buzz bla bla (and I know watching ep after ep of Grey's Anatomy has something to do with this current state of mind-okay wait-quick diversion!-the part in the season finale where Christina freaks out and starts "suffocating" in her wedding dress and wants to have it off,it's a blatant ripoff of something I've seen in Sex & The City)-but i'm turning off that channel,flicking through others and trying to find some happyland where only the Wiggles and overfilled twiggies exist.There's an ulcer under my upper lip that has been there for two weeks and refuses to go away even after I've put Bonjela 3 times a day,and not to mention the other living ulcers part of the whole crazy suckfest out there-but right now all that will be muted out,and next few weeks I'll be busy getting rid of the bad chi out,and I will do this.I will try to do this.We will do this.

Random Shout-Saw the two girls who won Amazing Race Asia (I know one's Zabrina,the Chinese chick-?-) at Bangsar's Pasar Malam this evening.Both were in dresses but not overdressed,and they looked nice as they always do.

Anyways,as promised-here are pics of the newborn cats.

So,there are exactly 3 of em'.One has a cool yellowish,punkrocky mohawk thing right above his head,while the other two each have a wide patch of black at the same place.Ivana named the yellow-hatted one Goldie Hawn,whereas the two grey ones (pictured in the last picture above)-the left one who looks like a Memory Lane teddy bear is still nameless,while the one of the right with slightly childlike eyes is Jimmy Jazz.It's a title of a song by The Clash,one of my alltime faves-and this cat will grow up to be the coolest cat to have ever graced this planet.But if that doesn't happen,we'll all be ridiculously happy and proud anyways.

The Love Cats

I'm feeling exhausted,words in my head spinning and trying to make sense.Will try to write more when I'm a bit more energised.Meanwhile,Muffin gave birth a bit more than a month ago to five (unfortunately,only three survived) beautiful,munch-sized kittens and I have some gugu-gaga pics to share.But I'll do that later,and for now here's a small peek at what's coming.

Yes,my cats are aspiring celebs and they'll grow up to become fame-starved camwhores.Like the time Tom Cruise and that girl got a baby and hid it for months,the whole thing became so ridiculous that people began speculating that there wasn't a baby at all or that it was an alien-the kittens will have one/or a few days of unnecessary anonymity before they make their official debut.

Paris should be reincarnated as a cat,and Jennifer Aniston looks better upside down.

MAD TV-Horny Firewomen

Spanish Bombs

It's close to 3am,and something weird just took place.

I heard some noise outside,and looked out to find two angmoh guys leaning to the wall next to my door.They were obviously stoned-only confirmed when their breaths stank like hell.So apparently they were searching for two Swedish girls,then tried to drag me to their 'party' at one of their friends' room across the hallway and were also trying to score some 'coop'.I have no idea what that is and wasn't really paying attention to what they were saying,and was more concerned about the damage these two drunkards could cause.One introduced himself as Pat,the other Ander or something like that.I don't believe a word they say-but it's now 10 minutes since the incident,and I can safely say it's quiet outside.

Either that,or they're being really stealthy.

Juicebox

I'm so friggin happy out of my mind I can't even think straight.

I decided long time ago to filter what I write here-because some people think whatever they read can be some sort of powerful indication of who the writer is.What fucking bullshit that is.So because those kind of idiots can be mighty presumptuous and dumb,I don't write any personal stuff up here and usually it's the kind of thoughts meant for free flow and can't possibly be spoken in words.Because it'd be overflowing.

Man that was bitter,but I just had to get it out.

Anyways,I rented Freaks & Geeks out-I had read about how good it was in a few blogs and other places,and decided to check if any of the hype rang any truth.It was cancelled after only one season,produced by Judd Apatow (the genius behind 40 Year-Old Virgin,and the upcoming Knocked Up) and basically deals with high school life and all that teenage/adolescence stuff.Turned out pretty interesting to watch,mostly because the characters weren't forcibly different,average and easy to connect with-the jokes weren't any of those HEY LOOK THIS IS HILARIOUS,LAUGH!LAUGH!LAUGH! kind of jokes.Nice.

Finally got around to watch Bowling For Columbine.Worth the Oscar?I don't think so.It's not only heavily biased,but at times it resorts to cheap exploitation in hope for an emotional response.Informative but only to a point before it delves into the deep left-wing stuff,after that it's like a radical anti-government campaign with statistics and people being used as pawns.

I'll end with a bit of Freaks & Geeks:

Half-drunk Fratboy: Hey,want a beer?
Conservative Girl: No,I prefer to get high on life.

And somewhere later on during the alcohol-fuelled party,the girl goes to the piano and sings some I love Jesus tune.Oh god I love this series.

Hospital Beds

1. Had fish pita and berry yogurt for lunch today-most satisfying lunch I've had in ages.Was sitting alone at one of the tables behind union house,and this random angmoh sitting across me started chatting and we talked about some equally random stuff.These Aussies,you've gotta appreciate the audacity they have when it comes to these things.I hope by the time I graduate,I'll be as shameless and unapologetic as they are.No joke.

2. Went to the MAS office in the morning to get my ticket stamped,the waiting process was about 10 minutes or so,while at the counter the grumpy Indian lady wrapped the whole thing up within 3 minutes.Just when I'm convinced MAS is completely unreliable,they surprise me with competence.

3. After the little time spent at the MAS office,I still had some time to squeeze out of my 2-hour tram ticket-so I went down to the city library to borrow some CD's.People here must pay heaps of tax,cos' the choice of the cd's here diverse and of good quality,unlike the unwanted,obscure stuff you'd expect to find on government library shelves.Was lucky to find The Strokes Is This It & Greenday's International Superhits album,this means I don't have to buy em' to enjoy em'.Plus they also had an old Petshop Boys and Shiela on 7 album.My lucky Tuesday.

4. With Channel 7 & 9 showing all kinds of garbage,I've been watching more of SBS-yesterday More Than Enough Rope,with Andrew Denton was on-it's a program recapping some of the famous and more interesting interviews the show has had,and a couple of times during the show the host will pause the footage and explain something,then rewind or forward.Yesterday night Cate Blanchett was on-and it must've been one of the most interesting interviews I've seen-they covered a lot of areas from managing family life,to her reported Oscar-related feud with Naomi Watts and her personal growth as an actress.She talked about how it was really easy for an actress to be typecasted and unwillingly conformed into a certain type of role (i.e:Gwyneth Paltrow and the whole freaky weirdo routine is getting really,really tired),which is why she kept choosing different genres and directors to work with as to challenge herself and expand her career longevity.Funniest part was when she talked about how spending time with her children drove her husband and her a bit mad-while watching The Wiggles with their children,they started to analyse the characters and scene transition,going into arguments and lengthy discussions about The Wiggles.

5. I don't watch Big Brother (not because I hate the contestants-I actually sympathise with them,but let's not get into that-I just think the whole thing's pointless) but at times when I do catch a minute or two of the show between flipping channels,I find that sometimes the people in it have something worthy to say.Like few weeks ago,in an argument between the contestants while they were discussing about something (I think it was about someone suggesting that backstabbing should be banned),Nick Sady went on to say something like,"This is a house with different people who are just different.We're all different,and some personalities are bound to clash".Then Emma went on to say that she can't be bothered to fix relationships she knows won't work,and it's better to accept the facts and try to be civil about the whole situation.There's something really deep in there,something you could probably use in your own life.

6. I've officially decided that The Strokes are the second best band on earth (behind The YYY's).I like a lot of other bands,but rarely do I actually rank them,unless I'm really really sure I like them.I find that some bands can be very inconsistent-a good album,then bad,then good-that it's a bit hard to like them as a band.So far only the YYY's and The Strokes have proven to be consistently good and innovative enough to not sound dull/repetitive.

Cold War Kids-Hospital Beds

I've listened to that song hundreds of times,but with each listen it just gets better.

Cheated Hearts

Well i'm Taka-taka-taka-taka-takin' it off
And she's Taka-taka-taka-taka-takin' it off
And he's Taka-taka-taka-taka-takin' it off
And we're Taka-taka-taka-taka-takin' it off
Well,sometimes I think that I'm bigger than the sound.

I haven't really got much to talk about,but I'll just start and we'll see where it goes.

Few petty matters have been bothering me lately,and I keep reminding myself to just let go and move on with life-because it's silly to let anyone affect you and consume so much of your thoughts and time,when really everything is pointless.So,I try to accept the facts as they are (without trying to change them to my advantage or to feel better).

Why dwell on things you can't change?A close wise friend once told me that the world's never going to change (oh wait,that sounds a bit pessimistic.Let me rephrase:chances that the world will change anytime soon are slim)-bastards will remain bastards-and the only answer would be to change yourself.Sure the truth is as simple as that,but to actually look into it and attempt to change oneself-it's much harder than it sounds.And over the past two years (especially this year),I've slowly tried to change myself for the better,giving myself time to learn and realise and reason with myself why and how things should go.These things can backfire if they're done to quickly or forced,so I'm taking my sweet own time and giving it as long as it takes for long-term change to happen.

Some people don't like change.Because change can reveal to you some things you'd rather not see-when you learn new things about yourself,the world becomes a clearer place and other people seem clearer too.Without themselves actually changing,you begin to contemplate the trueness of your friendships-realising that some of the friends you have aren't who you thought they are and also some of the things you previously thought were definite are now ambiguous and vague.Probing into life and asking questions is like investigating a cave,as you delve deeper you find spaces you never knew were there and slowly learn to see things in a broader perspective.People departmentalize everything into good and bad,black and white,usually for the convenience of trying to understand life better without letting tough complexities get in the way-but honestly,people aren't necessarily as easily definable as you'd like to think and often there are reasons you need to know to truly understand why anyone is who they are.

Go around judging people and trying to find explanations for everything and you might get lost,but stay ignorant and you'll never grow out of your immaturity and naiveness-so there's a thin line in between those two,a thin line most of us will eventually arrive at and discover for ourselves.So at the end of the day,you'll maybe see that life's a whole complicated matter-but it all boils down to how you percieve it,and how your mind views the outside world.If you're an insider looking out,the world's an out-of-control place full of hate and anger,but outside-in: it's fascinating to know that there's much more to it than just what you think or what people tell you,and there's so much out there to learn-beyond you and me,beyond love and hatred,maybe even beyond human comprehension-life pervades all time and space,and to think that I'm pissed off about the few people trying their best to hurt me.

Oh Al,please.Grow up and move on.

Hit Em' Up Style

I went to the city this afternoon and spent a few hours finding the right stuff to buy for my sisters,and discovered some potentially interesting things about Shopping:

1. With guy stuff,every shop sells different things but with girls,every godamn shop has more or less the same outfit with he only difference being the label name.I went to heaps of shops,and they all seem to have the same kind of things on sale-I guess girls tend to follow trends more religiously,and once those shops find something that's a surefire hit among female shoppers-they stick to it,and soon enough other shops follow suit.

2. I personally have no idea which brands are considered superior/inferior by female shoppers,but after visiting few outlets I'm guessing that brands like Supre & Sportsgirl might be more popular and generate more sales just because they had tons more people in their shops,have bigger shops and sell more types of clothes and accessories.Thing is,referring to Fact 1 (previous),because all the shops sell the same items the only difference would be the price and quality (the former being more discernible),so the easiest thing to do would be to first decide what you want to buy,then find the shop that sells it cheaper.I found one item (the pinafore-evidently a super hot item this season,because they were selling it everywhere and all the angmohs were wearing it) selling at Sportsgirl for $30,but after searching further around the city I found a shop that was selling two for $40.

3. Target has a very,very,very disappointing collection of chocolates.They have about two measly rows for chocs,jellies and all that-but a humongous section for ugly shoes probably reserved for lawyers and anti-fashion dykes to buy.They look like shoes prison inmates might wear.Okay,I'm just saying it cos' I went all the way there and they didn't even have the chocs I want,they're actually not that bad.

4. Safeway prices are rising very,very quickly-while the quality of goods are getting worse.The green veges on sale have all become soggy and soft from the air-conditioning and being left to collect moist-it's DISGUSTING.Safeway is disgusting.I'm officially boycotting Safeway fruits and veges now.And everytime I see that Safeway ad with smiling people going on and on about how their fruits and veges are always fresh and healthy,I want to puke out blood.

On a lighter note,the second ep of Big Love (a US series about a polygamous man with three wives,Chloe Sevigny one of em') shows at 8.30 on SBS tonight,the same time Grey's Anatomy is on.But since the past few eps of GA has been absolute buttcrap,Big Love's definitely a better watch.

Fluorescent Adolescent

It's early on a Saturday morning and I'm convinced an alien has taken control of my body.

Well,not really la-but it'd be really cool if that actually happened.Well,I woke up unwillingly to the noise of construction outside-but it's a Saturday,and as the old wives and gossipy makciks selling nasi lemak peppered with homemade cocaine behind dirty alleys that wreak the stench of diseased urine in Kampung Baru always say-No good waking up late on a Saturday morning,who knows what awaits you in the world outside?

Mae,Mimi and I went to see Shrek 3 yesterday.At first I was really reluctant to watch it,after practically every single review I read had mentioned at least 10 reasons each why they simply hated the film.And there are advantages and disadvantages of reading film reviews before a film-one of the most notable disadvantage I experienced was that as the film progressed,I started noticing every godamn flaw I had read about in those reviews and couldn't simply ignore them.But one good thing,I came in prepared with low expectations-reminding myself that the first two Shrek films were separate and far beyond,and the film I was going to walk into wasn't going to be as great.

To the film itself,shall we?

Shrek,lovable as the ugly ogre we've come to know from the past two installments-is usually likable for the fact that even with his flaws,is a modest and selfless person,always putting himself before others and morally a saint compared to most of the Far Far Away citizens.But in Shrek 3,he sounds annoyed.He sounds frustrated.Throughout the whole movie-he's ranting,complaining,protesting-I don't want to be king.I don't want children.At first it's hilarious and interesting even (maybe because we hadn't been given much insight into this part of Shrek's personality before)-but very quickly it becomes tiresome to watch,and then it's just boring.The jokes are far too light and wispy,half of them the type of easy physical gags that are safely enjoyable in small quantities,but feel juvenile when done excessively.The whole movie felt like it lacked a focus/a real plot-yes there's the story of Shrek getting cousin Arthur (lethargically voiced by Justin Timberlake) to fill in the throne,but it seem this time the entire film was being carried through by all the small jokes and "hilarious" incidents,and both Shrek and Princess Fiona are separated for a large time in the film that neither their relationship nor individual characters were invested enough screen time or attention.Even Puss in Boots and Donkey look like they're merely supporting characters added for easy laughs,not really adding anything to the story.As movies usually go,they start off with a quick pace and eventually find the right speed to continue on once they've chosen a direction to pursue-and then the action,suspense and humour are all escalated along with the building plot that eventually arrives at an exhilarating ending.But the whole journey of Shrek 3 felt lifeless and flat,like I was waiting for something big that never came.

I'm giving it 2/5 stars.

After much searching for one song-Damien Rice '9 Crimes',which was the only song I remembered from the movie (aside from Wolfmother's 'Joker & The Thief')-I was surprised to find at amazon the fact that the Damien Rice song's excluded from the soundtrack.I wonder why they left it out,considering that all the other songs were not as memorable.

Arctic Monkeys-Fluorescent Adolescent
Battles-Atlas
Badly Drawn Boy-Four Leaf Cover
RHCP-Otherside
Dinosaur Jr-Feel The Pain
The Strokes-You Only Live Once
Interpol-Stella was a Diver

Knocked Up comes out July 5 here!Must must must must Watch!

HAPPY B'DAY CLARICE!

Wah wah,the big 18 already-cue to play Neil Diamond's Girl,You'll be a Woman Soon.Altho that song's far too out of context for this occasion,the title will do!Will see you very very soon!

I have a feeling it's going to be a good week ahead for everyone.

Think Happy!

Whats a Girl To Do

Bat For Lashes-What's a girl to do

The song-something you'd play over roleplay sex that involves whips,hiking boots and smoke machines.What's more interesting tho,is the video-with the Donnie Darko-ish evil bunnies on bicycles and other weird images,it's just a case where the vid's way better than the song itself.

Everyday Is A Winding Road

Well,it's this close (you can't see it,but I'm holding my two fingers up) the weekend-and whatever troubles may currently be brewing,the weekend shall provide peace even to the biggest of possible storms.

Chey,I can definitely make a living inventing fake horoscope readings or something like that.In case I fail my course or impulsively decide to run to the States (because,as my homie Oprah repeatedly says-Only in America do such wild and naive dreams become realities) and make a living out of providing bogus feng shui tips or future readings to miserable housewives who'd pay big money to hear someone say something really obvious like "I sense there is darkness in your life,particularly in your marriage"-I'll just have to get some cheap Indian clothes and not shave for a few months,to get that all-knowing look of people who look like they can communicate with ghosts and whatshit.Like this one SBS news presenter-white hair,bright lipstick-she's so hedious it could only mean she's somekind of voodoo witch.

Omigawd,what a load of crap.

Today,nothing really huge or eventful took place-aside from the fight I had with the receptionist on the phone and losing my shit over something else I prefer not to mention here.A bit too personal.Made some minor changes to the blog,and put some new links you can find at the bottom of the page-nowdays I don't know why,but I get quickly bored with the smallest of things and constantly have to change them.Like today on the way to uni,I took a route that unnecessarily took an extra 10 minutes-because I felt that the daily old route I normally take was getting a bit uninteresting.Then I combed my hair to the left (something really small no doubt,but I'm probably the most unadventurous person when it comes to hairstyling) this morning.

Am I having a quarter-life crisis?Does such thing even exist?If I were twenty years or so older and had much more money,I'd probably splurge on a brand new Merc and dye all my white hair pink.But it's just adolescence I guess-as youths,we're restless and always searching for ways to bring colour into our lives.And the consequences of doing so are often overlooked.

WOAH look out people,thoughts are very incoherent and messed up now.Major topic change coming soon.Oh,it's here odi.*Clap clap*.

I can't FUCKING BELIEVE they allowed Hostel II into Aussie-when Grindhouse wasn't even shown here.Grindhouse was that huge double feature by directors Robert Rodriguez & Tarantino that premiered elsewhere-surely it had some violence and gore but it can't POSSIBLY compare to the extreme content of Hostel II.These Aussies,sometimes they're so mellow and predictable I want to stick a damn baguette into their asses.Oh,and for anyone who ENJOYED 40 Year Old Virgin (like I did),Knocked Up is definitely something to look forward to.The string of comedies shown to us lately have been tiresome,dull and hopelessly unentertaining-usually involving Will Ferrell or some has-been.Borat was funny,though.So Knocked Up got a high rating on RT,and all the reviews I've read indicates it's a must-see-altho Movie Mum@ Yahoo gave it a disappointing B-.

I have QM tomorrow!Feeling okay bout it,preparation has been adequate but knowing how tak centre our lecturer is,the paper could surprise us with some unexpected q's-like suddenly requiring us to write mathematical poems or draw dirty cartoons of him.

Make Love,Not War.

I Fought The Law

A conversation at Borders today:

Me: Excuse me,do you work here?
Girl: Yea,whatchaneed?
Me: Urm,last week you had a rack of cd's near the entrance-Top 100 Albums as compiled by Rolling Stone-with a 3 for 2 offer.It's disappeared.
Girl: Oh,yea we moved that yesterday or somethin'. I think the offer's off-lemme checkitout!

(Girl vanishes,I accidentally wander off into the unfamiliar territory of relationship self-help books where two middle-aged women with faces buried in thick hardcovers stand idly,one has a little girl thugging on the back of her floral skirt)

Girl: I'm back! The offer's dunzo fo' sure,anythin' from that rack you lookin' for?
Me: Yea-an album.By The Cure,London Calling.
Girl: The Clash,you mean.
Me: Oh,yea.
Girl:Yup we def got that one...(searches for cd)...Here ya' go.
Me: Oh,it still has the pink 3 for 2 sticker on it.So,the offer's over?
Girl: Hurm.It's your call,dude.You could peel that thing off and pay,or argue with the biggies that it still has a sticker on it!
Me: Oh?
Girl: Now,all you gotsado is find two more albums! Anything else you searching for?
Me: It's 3 for 2-soooo I was thinking of also getting the Johnny Cash greatest hits album and Pink Floyd's The Wall.Do you have those?
Girl: Err,not too sure bout' Cash,but I think we're out of the Pink Floyd one.It was on the rack ey?-then it should have the same sticker on it.If not,yell out for me and we'll try to find one somewhere to paste on it yeah?
Me: We can do that?
Girl: I'm off in two weeks,and London Calling's an absolute gem.So...
Me: Aha.
Girl: Holler if you need me yea.
Me: Cheers.

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Natural's Not In It

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The Impossible Dream

I can't put my finger on it-whether it's the visuals or Andy Williams' (though I previously mistook it for Elvis Presley) amazing vocals in the following Honda ad that's so great.Anyways,it's a spectacular ad that's been played repeatedly on Aus tv,one that reportedly cost 4.5 million to produce and won the 'Television Ad of The Year' award in Britian.

Well deserved,I say.

Karma Police

I wanted to put a picture hear to start off,but I googled 'karma' and what came out was nothing savoury.

The Cure-Boys Don't Cry
New Order-Someone Like You
Radiohead-Karma Police
Badly Drawn Boys-Once Around The Block

I'm at the uni library waiting for some of the study peeps to come (these people,always at least 30 minutes late-so now i synchronize my time that way) and the internet at home's going through some kind of radical transformation process so here I am paying bills online and reading up some of my favourite blogs.

Well,this morning at the gym my Ipod suffered a hard fall (thankfully cushioned by the ever reliable rubber case).I was on the treadmill,getting carried away with the Basement Jaxx track blasting in my ears and I didn't notice as the Ipod slowly slipped off the counter,fell onto the moving treadmill belt and flew halfway across the gym.Few seconds later,this guy from the other side of gym picked it up and handed it to me-I didn't stop running after it fell,not really knowing what to do with all the sweating and panting sort of putting my brain on hold.And how this relates to Karma-yesterday I did ONE nice thing.It might have been more,but the only reason I remember this was because after I kindly ushered a few girls into the lift and entered it,I was a bit pissed that they couldn't practice the easy,common decency to fucking thank strangers who do those kind of tiny deeds for you.It seriously pisses me off-I mean,you go the extra mile to be kind and nice to people you don't know,and in return they feign total ignorance and oblivion.What am I,your fucking maid?

Anyhu,do the math and it equals karma lah.See,the universe works in ways that you'd only notice if you looked closer-what goes around,ALWAYS comes around.So even if strangers choose to glare and scoff when you've been nice to them-even if it's that racist receptionist who looks away everytime you greet her/him,or the local elderly bitch with the trolley who mutters under her breath what sounds like cursing in Italian when you give her way-be nice,cos' the universe will repay you in ways that God has planned,and it's simply no use to expect retaliation from strangers.People are funny,we're all funny-because we can't fully comprehend each other's intentions,even with words meanings are distorted and sent across wrongly-so (having watch a tiny clip about an upcoming Lennon documentary on tv),give peace a chance even if people whack you for doing so.

All the best for exams.