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Fangirl moment

July 17, 2010

Ok, so I haven’t done a pseudo film critique for awhile – probably since selling my soul to the corporate world – and this isn’t one, but I am having a major fangirl moment after catching Inception tonight.

I can’t remember the last film that got me gushing long after the credits rolled. Oh, yes I can, The Dark Knight probably came quite close, and I remember the “morning afters” to The Prestige and Memento when I was literally jumping around discussing arguing about the film (incidentally I only caught the last two on DVD).

Yes, writer-director Christopher Nolan always blows me away. You know how people you have high expectations of have a penchant to disappoint? I am amazed that he consistently delivers after all these years. Actually, I am quite thankful Inception turned out as good as it was; I was so hopeful that I would have been terribly disappointed otherwise.

In another life, when my ambition was still to be a writer / director (and when I still gave a damn about concepts and scripts and production design), I idolized him as the pinnacle of a filmmaker. I would take his carefully crafted high concept films over Jerry Bruckheimer’s blockbuster inundation any day.

And when you have sat pen in hand trying to think of a coherent story that is not cliche or trite or, as it usually is, just plain lousy, you truly appreciate what a work of art each and every one of his films is.

In a world where even die-hard Twilight fans lament about how it’s-so-awful-don’t-even-try-to-see-it Eclipse is, Nolan represents all the good that’s left in the film industry these days.


Poor imitation of a Talkshow

April 13, 2010

I haven’t caught local TV for awhile. The boyfriend and I decided to give it a chance on Sunday night, as it looked from the trailers that there are some new and interesting programmes coming round the block, but the standard is absolutely appalling! I was so irked at wasting half an hour of my life that I had the impetus to write in to MediaCorp (well, they asked for feedback):

I watched the premier telecast of ‘Singapore Talking’ on Sunday.

While the topic was promising (and being in the same boat as the concerned individuals who are currently priced out of the property market, very close to my heart), it was an extremely poorly executed imitation of a talk show.

From the programme’s start, the host Ashraf Safdar looked like he was in a rush to be somewhere else. He was constantly interrupting the guests speakers just as they started making some headway into the discussion. There were many instances where he posed a question to either one of the speakers and they are barely a few words into the sentence when he has anticipated (or assumes he has anticipated) what they are going to say and cuts them off.

He obviously had certain discussion points to put across, ensure he incorporates pseudo-interactive elements like call ins and e-mails and keep to the timing for commercial breaks, which resulted in abrupt changes to the topic or suddenly entertaining (literally in mid-sentence) calls and e-mails that touched on completely separate tangents.

Watch the recording again, and it will be glaringly clear that Ashraf’s head was hardly even in the discussion; he was probably more concerned about what point he is going to cover next.

Perhaps giving pointers to the presenter are a necessity in case the discussion tapers off, but the producers need to realize that in such talk shows, the insights oftentimes come from the participants themselves. The host merely plays a role of facilitating the interaction, probing and incisive questioning for greater depth.

Unfortunately, in this case, the host was obstructing the discussion rather than facilitating. I feel sorry for the guests (two “industry experts” and a “man on the street”); they may have had some interesting perspectives, but were hardly ever allowed to speak.

Maybe, in a typically Singaporean manner, the producers were much too afraid (read : kiasi) to allow interaction and debate to flow naturally, an essential pre-requisite for such a format. Otherwise, why bother having studio guests come in in the first place? If one wanted full control, you might just as well have featured the host in a 20-minute soliloquy on the topic.

The show promised interesting debate and provoke thought, but hardly even scratched the surface of such a passionate issue for many Singaporeans. Reading someone’s random blog post might have been more enlightening, and you probably could get more “discussion” from the comment thread.

In the end, ‘Singapore Talking’ falls prey to the same trap of the issues it wishes to address – too dictated and controlled allow room for creativity.


Chicks’ nite out.

May 14, 2007

Me is happy.

It’s been a long, long time since I caught a truly, satisfying chick flick.

Eye candy!

Audrey Tatou

Okay, so maybe the show wasn’t the greatest and I’m just biased, but ain’t that the most beautiful girl in the world?

Aww… I’m in love with Audrey Tatou. She is the Audrey Hepburn/ Holly Golightly of 2007.

Plus, French sounds divine, especially with the incredibly posh hotels and fabulous gowns and shoes. Although, I must admit I didn’t understand much aside from “Oui”, “Je suis desole” and “D’accord”.

So much for Intermediate French. (Nel, let’s pick it up again!)


Movie tickets: $7.50

Tacos we had to sneak in: $2.95

A feel good movie to brighten up your day: – Priceless


Speak of the devil.

July 26, 2006

I realised I’m very particular about style of writing in the books I read.

I picked up The Devil Wears Prada a week ago because the movie is coming out soon and when films are based on books, I often like to read the book first. Also, I really liked the artwork on the sleeve (I know, I totally judge books by their covers). Anyway, I finally gave up after 45 pages. Truth be told, I was already irked by the first three pages but continued to plough through in deference of the $17 I forked out for it. Well, I tried but I guess there’s another one that’s going to be sitting pretty on my shelf for, like, forever?

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A totally lameass movie.

July 23, 2006

Review for Ask The Dust.

Tickets for Thank You For Smoking were sold out, so the boyfriend and I caught the only other movie available instead. I didn’t hear about Ask The Dust prior to this, and was convinced the boyfriend was trying to trick me into watching scary movie with him yet again (the title sounds like it could reasonably be a horror film, right). Turns out it was a “romantic movie”, so I guess the only draw for him probably was the R21 rating. Whatever.

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