video dump, 10.26

Jeez, how is it only Wednesday? Haha. Here's a story to tell our mother when I come visit her grave this weekend: Ma, true to form, Nobyembre na naman at nababaliw na naman ako. Haha.

Anyway! Here be a massive video dump: M83, What's your number? and a few miscellaneous things under cut:

the midweek round-up, 10.11

I can't get enough of that guy who's napping flat on his face. For serious. I can look at him all day and ponder existential questions. Really. (Source: Huffingtonpost.com)

And just like that, it's October already?! Oh, wow. Time flies. We're eleven days into the tenth month and in those eleven days: the Ateneo Blue Eagles won their elusive four-peat, Sunday Inquirer Magazine transitioned from a weekly to a monthly magazine, the Philippine Azkals finished second in the Long Teng Cup, we lost Steve Jobs, I was compared to Charice Pempengco while having my picture taken AND I actually took that Graduate Admissions Test. Kind of a packed first few days, huh.

Caught Raya Martin's Buenos Noches, España! at the Spanish film festival in Greenbelt last night with the girls. Can't say I enjoyed that (walked out of the cinema some twenty minutes into the film because I was starting to feel physically ill, literally) but then again, don't we all need movies like that to get all introspective about cinema -- what is the point of filmmaking? Was there something wrong with me as a member of the audience because I wasn't able to appreciate that? Will anybody be ever ready to sit through a 70-minute film with those sort of visuals and that sort of audio? Is there any other sort of success other than to make your film understood in the best way possible by the most number of people? Etcetera. To compensate for the nausea, we had drinks at Cervezeria instead. Drunk on a Monday night! FAB!

10/15 EDIT: A PHOTO!

L-R: Cy, Almi, Ice, Me. Scarf is not my fault, for the most part.
This photo nicked off Almi's Facebook, thank you! :)

Anyway. Speaking of movies -- what I did enjoy, however, was Anna Faris in What's Your Number? -- especially that British part. Hilarious! Caught that one in Rockwell on Sunday with Andrea, who treated me to my first Cocoa with Rock Salt and Cheese at Happy Lemon. I'm officially in love.

Work note: Today, we welcomed our newest researcher Ana into the fold -- here's to meeting new people and keeping all the old ones :)

Also -- the Azkals played a monster 4-nil game at the Rizal Memorial against Nepal tonight! Phil Younghusband scored 2, his brother James scored a fantastic goal from just outside the box at the 29th minute, while Matthew Hartmann put in his first goal for the country at the 89th minute. Good game was GOOD.

(Note to self: Nearly done with 2011 (what the fuck, did I just write that??) and I'm looking at at least 2 more huge projects before the year ends. Excitement abounds!)

the midweek round-up: 9.07

A quick round-up of what has happened since last week:

- Lawrence created this poster, in which we invite you to "spot your newest fave teen stars" (zoom in for total effect of Things that Cannot be Unseen) -- http://t.co/FbF0st8 

- So I've been watching Kim Chiu do a bit of cross-dressing on My Binondo Girl. Quick summary/spoilers for the uninterested: So Kim's character dresses up to be a boy (a very pogi boy LOL -- I mean, see for yourself) so she would be recognized by her Chinese (Filipino-Chinese?) father, who has been aching for his first-born son Yuan (who is Kim's brother and who has already died). My question -- Is her character technically lesbian -- since she wants to be male for acceptance's sake? Or do you have to be a girl who is attracted to girls to be lesbian? My head hurts. Meanwhile, I saw the guy who plays Kim Chiu's dad at Rustan's in Power Plant. He is pogi. Hihi.

- This awesome link find via my friends on Twitter: http://t.co/6ubB1yN

(The rest under cut)

the mid-month update

Just a few notes on this month -- halfway through August, and I just wanted to grab a few photos off Facebook and put them under cut. Heto na naman ang caption-based blog entry making haha.

life roundup, week ending 7.24

Well -- that was an action-packed week, both work-wise and social life-wise.

In summary: simultaneous reading sessions on National Children's Book Day on Tuesday, the end of so many eras, and an awesome Saturday sports day under cut.

senior year, psa, etc.

Senior Year

First things first: Andrea and I watched Senior Year this afternoon. We loved it. (Cut for possible spoilers)

life roundup, week ending 4.7

(Under cut: Sucker Punch, Hop, and a few other age-related things)

room, rome

Andrea was halfway through a movie called "Room in Rome" when I got home last night, and she was kind enough to restart the movie so I can watch it with her.

In the movie, two girls hook up randomly in Rome. In Rome. Random hook-ups in Rome. I am so in love with the idea of people randomly hooking up in random faraway places that are pretty.

In summary: SOLD.

(cut for movie poster from IMDB, potentially NSFW, and shit-ton of spoilers)

we were both young when

Amanda Seyfried is Sophie in "Letters to Juliet"
(Also: Damn girl, why so PRETTY?)

Unexpected delight is unexpected -- this movie makes me inappropriately squee-y. Cut for spoilers! (LOL IKR!)

and now, for my gayest project ever

(Ohai Michelle Rodriguez. Irrelevant sexy photo is irrelevant)

So. Remember how last night, Andrea and I were discussing the possibilities of having an awesome movie that will put Angelina Jolie in a single film with every. single. tough chick ever...?

Believe it or not, this actually had plot. We cast Mila Kunis, Kaya Scodelario and PLL's Torrey DeVitto as Angelina Jolie's sisters (a.k.a. Goddamn it, that's the most goodlooking family EVER) and I remember there being sex, drugs and kidnapping somewhere.

(I should totally have recorded that conversation last night, but I'm pretty sure it went something like:
Her: Why would these people fight anyway?
Me: Someone kidnaps someone's sister?
Her: But in reality, nagtanan lang pala sila nung sister nung isa.
Me: WIN.)

Also, in the spirit of wanting a movie with Eva Green and Marion Cotillard being French and lovely together:
Her: We could totally cast Eva Green and Marion Cotillard as lovers. They can be in the Russians group with Angelina Jolie.
Me: I love you FOREVER.
Her: With Amanda Seyfried.
Me: *DIES*

And since we have that Asian faction:
Me: And then we can cast Gaby dela Merced with the Asians, right?
Her: HOT.

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So. Here you go.
Offsite link here: Badass chicks being badass - a massive picspam involving girls with guns, mostly.
Aaaand also -- an offsite link of the other non-gunholding but just as badass girls

"please take your panties off the security camera." -- salt (2010)

Salt (2010)

Let it be known here that should Angelina Jolie ever retire from filming action flicks, I WILL CRY. Oh god. I missed gun-toting Angie SO HARD. I mean, she was hot in Wanted, but this?

(Things I loved about Salt, a.k.a. Total lesbian flailing below cut aka SPOILERS)

someday, this too will make sense

(I feel sad this isn't going anywhere. So I chopped off the rest and kept three paragraphs. Murder.)

She asks about how you are, and you think, how is this so easy, falling back into old routines of How-was-your-days like nothing hurt in between today and the last day you saw her? Seven years. Is it long enough for things to be written off, just like that?

And yet, you say, "Older and wiser," smiling as you lead her into the kitchen, pulling out a seat for her at the table and flipping a switch on. She squints at the light, and she suddenly looks so young; something tightens in your chest as your heart turns itself over. "You?"

"Older," she just says, shifting her eyes back down to the surface of the table. "A whole lot older."

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a mix of things

First things first: Month number 33 today! ♥ Monthsary weeekend spent watching Toy Story 3 and eating popcorn. OMG this movie made me cry.

(Spoilers under cut, whatever)

the runaways (2010)

That this movie exists makes my pants ME very happy. So, um, yeah -- basics? It's Kristen Stewart as Joan Jett and Dakota Fanning as Cherie Currie. Need I say more? (See also: Total flail entry over at F'yeah!)

So. It's a movie about that trailblazing all-girl rock band, The Runaways. Chicks prancing around in their underwear playing guitar? Check. Chicks singing into the same microphone? Check. Chicks rocking it out like crazy? Check. Chicks licking coke off each other's palms inside plane bathrooms? CHECK OH MY GOD I FEEL SO OLD/DIRTY/BOTH.

Number of times I had to remind myself of Dakota's age throughout this film: 37985035. (Jesus, the girl is SIXTEEN YEARS OLD.)

I cannot think coherently, so I give you a picspam instead:

 

Ngh, aviators. (And half-open, body-hugging leather jeans.)

Oh Jesus.

Hot chicks know how to rock. (Also, please do not look at me that way. Yes, the both of you.)

IN CONCLUSION:  SO. HAPPY. My pants are still on fire. SERIOUSLY.

EDIT: 6/21 -- NOW WITH SPOILERY CAPS UNDER CUT! (BECAUSE I'M ADIK LIKE THAT!)

here comes the bride (PAK!)

On Magnetic Hill in Rizal ALONG RIZAL HIGHWAY (LOL sorry, I only noticed this on the second go.. YES I WATCHED IT TWICE, BAKET? /edit), an accident occurs involving five vehicles just in time for a solar eclipse. As a result, five people suddenly find themselves in other bodies -- the bride, the ninang, the yaya, the lolo and the gay beautician image stylist. And I thought Freaky Friday was amusing.

Oh my God Chris Martinez. Yes, the writing is splendid, the dialogue is witty, and the story is engaging. I mean, SOLAR ECLIPSE! Jesus. Must have been fun trying to brainstorm on this one and arguing re where to put the lolo's soul for maximum effect and what to put inside Angelica Panganiban's body LOL.

But more than the writing, the acting is FANTASTIC. I mean, you can't pull off a body switch comedy with mediocre actors. Angelica Panganiban was awesome (PAKKKKK!) as the now-hysterical bride, and John Lapus was... well, you have to watch it to be properly scarred by everything, is all I'm saying.

Suffice it to say we'll be quoting from this one from now until FOREVER (like Kimmy Dora - Do you work here?) and planning about body switches with friends while waiting for the next solar eclipse.

Bravo, you guys. Run, don't walk. RUN. *PAKKKKKK!*

chloe

Catherine's (Julianne Moore) husband David (Liam Neeson) misses a flight home and her surprise birthday party for him falls apart. The following morning she spies a suspicious picture in his phone and it is here that things start crumbling. It's a marriage overtaken by responsibilities, a connection worn thin. Catherine, a successful gynecologist, is still pretty despite the lines on her face when she smiles, and yet she is often overlooked by her husband, a charming professor, a classical music expert. They have a son, a music major named Michael, aloof and secretive like most boys his age, and between a son that wants to have nothing to do with her and a husband who doesn't see her, Catherine feels so alone.

From her office window once she sees a girl escorting a man out of a building. She is young and blonde and from afar Catherine can see how pretty she is, and how the guy she's with is perhaps David's age. The girl can't be older than Catherine's son. She's wondering if men of a certain age prefers girls of a certain age; younger, definitely, than she now is. The thought fills her with a sort of dread.

The first time Catherine runs into Chloe, it's in a restaurant restroom. Catherine locks herself in a cubicle and hears sniffling from the adjacent space. There's a muffled voice of a girl crying, and after a while, Catherine's handing the girl a handful of tissues through the space between them by their feet. The shot of their stilettos and the music and Chloe's red painted fingernails wrapping around Catherine's pale hand make for very tense viewing and nothing's even happening. Or at least, none yet.

Outside by the mirror, Catherine is fixing her hair. Chloe comes out, thanks her. She pulls out a dainty hair clip and tells Catherine she must have dropped it. Catherine says it isn't hers, and Chloe says, Take it anyway. Catherine turns around and smiles. Chloe looks back -- her eyes wide, honest, fascinated; her lips full and parted. Chloe says, I want you to have it. Catherine considers for a moment before telling her she has to get back to her husband. Chloe stares at Catherine reflection on the mirror as she walks away, says nothing.

I try to chalk it up to overreading subtext -- I'm always overreading subtext because I enjoy it. Put two attractive girls in a room and somehow I can manage to read subtext into it 80 percent of the time. But this -- Amanda Seyfried as Chloe, for all the sexual tension that oozes out of her in this first scene wtih Julianne Moore as Catherine -- it is not subtext at all, is it?

[MASSIVE SPOILERS YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED BUT GOD IT'S SEXY I CAN'T HELP MYSELF.]

movie rundown

Well, the past few weeks have been good for movies. So before I forget, a note to self/rundown:

How to Train Your Dragon (watched in March): Toothless totally goes down as one of the cutest, most adorable animated characters EVER.

Date Night (April) - Yo. Tina Fey and Steve Carell in an action movie. As a couple. Kissing. And dancing. (ROBOT SEX!) You're missing out on a lot if you haven't watched this, so run. Don't walk.

Spring Breakdown (April) - Oh man Amy Poehler and Rachel Dratch and Parker Posey. Doing Spring Break and having a second sort of teenager-hood. Surely it's all been said and done before, but nobody does it like Amy Poehler and it is fucking hilarious.

Cracks (April) - Eva Green as the sultry and mysterious Miss G, diving coach and dorm manager in an all-girls boarding school, is definitely one of the sexiest, most intriguing, and terrifyingly relatable characters I've ever come across in movies. EVER. Also, the performances of these young girls? Fantastic.

nine

Whatever, I'm always talking about pregnant women anyway.

That said:

Nine
5,000 words. Two girls at the end of the world.

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These days I'm always having these weird dreams; the other day it was about frustration with a photocopying machine and the SWS-BusinessWorld pre-election survey. This morning, it's about a horrible Wowowee dance number concerning Kim Chiu being thrown about in a wooden basket. *cringe* The space in my head is scary.

On other news: Do yourself a favor. Go watch How To Train Your Dragon. IT IS AWESOME.

eh yung not once, but twice?

oo inaamin ko. i watched this movie twice and i loved it.

the first time was saturday night, with officemates, caught the last full show at greenbelt 3. the crowd was insane -- thank god for top row seats, we actually got to watch the cinema get filled. we realized everyone in the cinema lobby was there to catch the last full show of the same movie all along. hahaha. sige magpasimple lang kayo.

watched a second time using compli tickets at glorietta 4 last night with the girlfriend. free seating pa ang 8pm showing, so it meant na the cinema was literally bursting at the seams, with people standing at the back, sitting on the aisles, that sort.

and for more - me palakpakan involved. me nagtitilian every time lumalabas si johnlloyd. me nagsasabay-sabay na nagrereact ng "awwww" pag kilig moment. at tumatawa nang parang isang malaking tao ang buong sinehan right when you expect it, parang canned laughter lang, only tunay na tao. amazing. and i loved it. hahaha. jologs na kung jologs, e sa panalo talaga yung me mga nagsa-side comment pa nang malakas sarap tapunan ng cell phone na nagriring ng "bebe ko" eh. hahaha. pakshet. the movie was just the right amount of annoying, it was endearing. plus me mensaheng mahalaga, to be fair. swak na swak at kontemporaryo hahaha teka hindi ito movie review.

anyway. ako lang ba ang nagsusuggest na sana me movie kung san magkapatid si rowell santiago at dominic ochoa. kasi i swear magkamukha sila.

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on other news, it's time to take out the oversized pants. dear body, this is not to say na it's okay to be this huge. it means this has got to stop, and that wearing these pants to the beach is not acceptable. ktnxbye.

got milk

sean penn plays harvey milk, the first openly gay man to hold office in the US. movie also has stellar performances from james franco as milk's lover scott, emile hirsch as milk's political protege cleve jones and diego luna as milk's other lover whom i forgot the name. sorry diego hehe.

in a word, i'd say penn as milk is AWESOME, and that the movie itself is life-changing. i'm so catching this in a movie theater and i am hoping to run into many familiar faces. hehe.