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For some insane reason, I cannot get the image of a raincoat clad Christian Bale dancing to the tune of Huey and the News' 'Hip to be Square' - right before smashing an axe into an annoying co-worker's head. Bloody genius.

American Psycho isn't really a movie that blew me away (I haven't finished it though), but still, it has it's moments. Unlike "Let the Right One In', the Swedish vampire movie that Rotten Tomatoes rated so highly, American Psycho is more engrossing by far, despite getting a lower score. The constant narration is a bit off, but I guess it's the only way you can adapt a serial killer's thoughts from the literature to the big screen.

I'm not a big fan of slasher movies as well, so I guess that takes a bit off the enjoyment factor. Still, it is a fresh take - an intelligent one, at that - and I like it. At least it isn't some mindless crap about some retarded and deformed mama's boy who like to wield a chainsaw and skin his victims. Of some superhuman guy who has a small brain which happens to be programmed to kill, kill, and kill. I wonder if he even takes a shit.

Yun lang. Hehehe.


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In lieu of my very erratic posting, I've decided to keep this blog (and the connecting one in Multiply as well) alive by posting a shot from my library from time to time. I might also post a short vignette inspired the photo as long as I have the inspiration and the brain power for it.

New Year, new post. LOL.

I suddenly feel compelled all of a sudden to post something in lieu of the New Year--which basically only really means a change of date--and I do realize that it's been AGES since I last put something here.

But what a year 2008 was. It was easily one of the most trying for me emotionally--which I will not expound on; the people who know me know what I'm talking about. But I am still thankful for small joys like good chatting days (and there were lots of bad ones too), Hairspray, airsoft, and eat outs with friends.

Basically I start the year feeling like one of those 9 out of 10 Filipinos they've recently put on the news--hopeful. I hope that this year will be a year of better things, of small and big successes.

Right now, I'm starting to dread Monday--and I'm sure many others feel the same--so I'm trying to maximize what's left of my RPG-playing days before I go back to all that work again.

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Slumdog Millionaire has been getting a lot of hype lately, and I, for one, think it deserves it.

Set in the slums of Mumbai, Slumdog Millionaire is, simply, a rags-to-riches story of a boy who went from the shit-diving fanboy (watch the movie and you'll understand) to the 20 million-Rupee winner of the local version of Who Wants To Be A Millionaire - and gets the girl of his dreams in the process. And to make it truly Bollywood-grade (it's a British film, BTW), there's a dance scene at the end.

While some may say that the story is something we've all seen before countless times over and over again (yes, the premise is THAT overused), that's entirely beside the point. No idea is new, they say, the key lies in the way something is presented, which makes Slumdog Millionaire stand out from all the rest. The cinematography for one, is great, and for a movie that reminded me so much of the slums of our own Payatas, of the congestion of this sprawling metropolis we call Met…