Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Sin City!

And after watching the two most WTF films ever made, I watched two kickass films that made me spasm with joy.

Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy and Sin City.


Yeah I know both films are subjective. Some people love them, most people hate them. But how could I just resist the manically depressed robot from Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy? PLUS THE SUPER COMPUTER!

"The answer to the ultimate question of life, the universe, and everything is...


Such a gem, such a gem! It had some really crazy moments which I really loved like the infinite improbability drive bit. Wahhhh. Damn shiok.

Plus not to mention they found the PERFECT person to play Arther Dent. Roflmao. Only problem I had with the film was that Tricia/Trillium seemed to be present in the film only as an unnecessary love interest for Arthur. But that's about it.

Sin City is also another fuckin wack movie which I really dig. I admit, I was never a fan of comics but I knew how some comic drawings looked like. Sin City blew me away with its violence, its pulp-fiction-ey way of narration, and of course, not to forget Jessica Alba. Ahhhh.

The lighting was just fucking wack! Coupled together with the black and white and the occasional colour, I just watched it like a moving comic. Plus, the way the frame was composed was EXACTLY like how one would draw storyboards. Wah lao damn nice la!

They even managed to do the whole shadows on the floor through the doorway thing. Hahaha pretty funny that.

Ahhh Jessica Alba.

Okay so anyway, since I don't know anything about the Sin City comics, I have the right to talk about the film as a standalone. I loved the character of Marvin. Such a brute, the perfect anti-hero. Kelvin was just freaky and the yellow bastard (forgot his name) pissed me off big time. Just about the only thing I didn't like was the starting and the ending, which I totally didn't get. I'm talking about the man offering the cigarette played by Josh Harnett(?). But in the end I went to school to ask the comic geeks and found out that it was a little story on it's own for the comic fans so yeah I'm cool with that.

Robert Rodriguez is seriously my hero. I think his films are only okay (other than Sin City which was totally fuckin brilliant), but I really admire his tenacity in life. Got quite a big shock when I found out he also did Spy Kids 1 and 2.

Uhm so uhh I ran out of cigarettes and I'm feeling sad tonight.

Okay that's my life.


Tuesday, August 30, 2005


I take back all that I've ever said about Buddhism and my mom.

I was wrong and I'm sorry for it. Yes, I found out the cause of a lot of shit tonight and yeah I'm feeling rather regretful about it. Next time I'll remind meself not to shoot my mouth off.

The problem with me is that I don't have much respect for people (or religion), as a general rule. I mean, fuck that. I don't even respect the dead, much less the living.

If Dr Brian Weiss is right, that if when we die, we feel no pain and we just float up into the great big white healing light in the sky, my word, from now on I'll have no worries.

I guess I've just got to learn how to respect stuff.

As it is, don't ask me about this one. It's far more personal than I'm letting on about.

Did I ever mention that I had never wanted to be born?

Oh yeah about the 46th time I've said this line.

Sunday, August 28, 2005

Car-racing swordpeople.

I just recently watched two of the most uhm... what's that word... oh yes, two of the most WTF films ever.

Sadly both come from Asia.

Initial D versus Seven Swords. So which is worse?

I say Initial D.

1) Fucking boring.
2) Editing sucked ass.
3) Storyline sucked ass.
4) Actors sucked ass.
5) Jay Chou is much better off doing his own music shit than trying to act cool in some lameass movie with a hugeass budget. Bah. Waste of money.

The action sequences sucked so much shit that I dozed off in the middle. 2 Fast 2 Furious was lame enough but after watching this crap, I'm ready to vote 2f2f best car movie ever. Not really but yeah you get my point.

Seven Swords was just disappointing. Read the reviews and heard people talk about it, leading me to believe that it was actually worth watching. Hah.

Oh well, at least it was more entertaining than Initial D. The swordplay did keep me awake for a bit although I zoned out whenever the movie tried to go back to the patchy storyline. Everything was just so random inside.

Really WTF.

What happened to the good ol' days of Once Upon a Time in China? That was the shittttttt. Everyone's going for Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon style nowadays but really, the entertainment value in OUATIC was so much more.

Gah. But the concept of the swords was cool though. Heh.

Anyway, nearly watched March of the Penguins last night but opted out in favour of hanging out with friends. T'was a cool night. Not one of the best, but good enough.

I'm still gonna watch that penguin show though haha. Just for kicks w00t.

Oh, go watch Perth. Definitely worth the money. I remember I went crazy over it in this blog a few months back when I watched it so now that it's out for public uhm consumption, do watch it.

And oh yeah one last thing.

I'm sure I've said this before but people just don't get it so I'm saying it one last time.


I fucking hate people who whine to me about the petrol. Fuck. What? I'm put on earth to serve you? I don't gain shit from helping you and all I'm asking for is the petrol money and you still wanna fuck with me over that?

Go take cab la, or maxicab then you see how much they charge. Or even better still, rent your own fucking van.

I'm disgusted by you lot.


The next one that whines gets my finger up his/her shitter.

Thursday, August 25, 2005

T-Shirt and Jeans forever.

Exactly one year ago something happened which changed my life.

I thought I was invulnerable, invincible!

Quite apparently I wasn't.


Anyway, had the ExxonMobile pitch today for 5k and it went pretty okay. Had some scary moments inside there but whew, thank God it went smooth on most part.

Eh I think I know what's wrong already. I've gotten so used to the stress that I ain't even panicking anymore. I'm just letting it pile on top of me, layer by layer and I don't even notice it. That's why I feel so fucked up these days haha.

Work still gets done but it's the quality of work that really matters I guess.

For some reason, now that I've diagnosed the problem, I feel much better :D.

Oh this came out when me and some of the guys were chillin at SIM.

Favourite Movie Soundtracks:
Donnie Darko
Requiem for a Dream

Favourite Love Songs:
Smashing Pumpkins - Stand inside your love
Placebo - Every me every you

Favourite Out of Love Songs:
Radiohead - Creep (as according to Taufiq)
Blink 182 - I miss you (I know. I didn't suggest this one)

Favourite Chill Songs:
The Postal Service - Nothing Better
Massive Attack - Teardrop
Requiem for a Dream soundtrack

Favourite Emo/Depressive Songs:
Gary Jules - Mad World
Massive Attack - Teardrop (Taufiq gets depressed when he listens to this. Damn wtf.)
Goo Goo Dolls - Iris
Requiem for a dream soundtrack
Radiohead - Creep

Actually there was supposed to be quite a few songs listed out but I forgot almost everything that was said so yeah this is what I remember.

I still dig Placebo's every you every me and SP's stand inside your love. Best lyrics ever.

Just so fuckin' killer.

Tuesday, August 23, 2005


Good friends we have, and oh well!
Good friends we’ve lost! yeah-yeah!
Along...the way! yeah!
In this great future, yeah!
you can’t forget your past!
Oh, dry your tears I say!

Bob Marley - No Woman No Cry

As days go by I feel increasingly alienated from people. I know this has a huge negative impact on my mental health but everyone just seems so... shallow these days. I can't stand to talk to them because I see myself in them.

In all honesty, I hate clubbing and I never did see the point in that. I prefer quiet nights at a coffeeshop lounging with a couple of close friends, then after that doing some rash act on some stupid impulse, then regretting it 2 days later but still not giving a shit anyway.

That's the shit that brings people closer together. It's ironic that I'm directing a film focusing on human relationships but yet, that aspect of my life is in shambles.

Gosh this seems like an anti-club rant. It really isn't. I just feel that people should bother about each other more. I'm really sick of people calling me up just to ask me for favours. Seldom do I get a call simply just asking me how I'm doing and shit like that. No, I still wouldn't hang out with you but at least now you're off my shitlist.

Hah even then, the first thing I ask is, 'Okay get to the point, what do you want from me?'.

I feel like a shell of my former self. I wouldn't mind if I leave this place with my family and never come back because there isn't much here anyway. I'd blame it all on society but then again, society's made up of people. It's a vicious cycle heh.

But then again, I always had this thing about not getting close to people so uh maybe the fault is my own.

It doesn't matter either way.

It's amazing how the photos I take sometimes contrast myself as a person. No, this picture is defective because of the glare but I like it that way. It's more comforting to know that nothing's ever perfect.

Monday, August 22, 2005

The Blog.

The greatest blog ever created.

It's amazing how one blog can piss so many people off. I can only dream of doing it myself :(

Anyway, I do not advocate racism in any way but this is just hilarious. For every anti-malay blog out there I guarantee you there's one anti-chinese/indian/jew/whiteguy/blackguy/eskimo/oompa-loompa/yougetmypoint blog to match it. I'm sitting here wondering how the hell did this guy get so many people so riled up? He's a great man.


It's just another blog so I really don't get why people get so pissed off.

Hmm. Maybe it's an internet thing.


Okay let's see the response.


Will probably be shooting an MTV for some hip-hop people come november/december Looking for crew to help out. No pay, only food. No passion either, just for experience and quite possibly hot chicks(guys). I don't know.

This reminds me of Kiat. Cheebye.

Anyway, looking for producer, dop, script sup, grips, editor.

Aye. Should be fun.


My FE-2 jammed on me while I was in the cemetary taking pictures today. I r sad.

No, don't be silly. It has nothing to do with the 7th month hur hur.

I think.

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Another GAH! post.

This is just too much. I'm hanging out alone on a saturday night because all of my friends went clubbing. Wtf.

When I'm not on shoot during the weekends, I'm at home doing nothing. Got no money to go out, got nothing at home to do. Fuck.

I'm sick of watching movies, sick of playing games, sick of work, sick of doing everything that can be done at home. All I want to do is to hang out with my friends, which are by the way, not around. Fuck you all bastards.


If I were a terrorist, I'll bomb all the clubs in singapore first. Nabei cheebye.

Fine. I shall sulk and watch City Sharks then.

Btw, Millions is quite fantastic. Watch it please.

Oh yeah, watch The Maid, Perth, and Be With Me too. First time so many local films coming out. Quite happening w00t.

Fuck la I feel horrible and mean.


Friday, August 19, 2005

A night like any other.

A really weird day today.

Bad news: Woke up late for telecine.
Good news: Lighting for the shots not bad.

Bad news: Late for bike lesson.
Badder news: Failed lesson 8 (fuck.)

Good news: Exxon (parent company of Esso and Mobile) is interested in sponsoring 'Travel On'.
Weird news: Location we're planning to shoot at belongs to Shell and alternative location belongs to Caltex.


Watched two Woody Allen films today, 'Scenes from a Mall' and 'Take the money and run'. Didn't really like both of them, although I thought the latter was much better. I still think 'Love and Death' was soooooo much better though.

Eric Khoo's 'Be With Me' was pretty okay, kinda patchy though, but the last part was phwoarrrrr feeling only haha. Yeah I teared lol.

I really have no life.

Shall continue working on my notes tonight.


Thursday, August 18, 2005

Don Quixote

auralorgasm:: Autumn's Grey Solace - Eve

What's the point of any loveless existence, to forget heartbreak and what it is like to be everything but nothing at the same time?

What is the point of living when the core of the being is dead?

I don't think I quite understand this feeling, this emotion, called love. I vaguely remember that I used to know it but somewhere along the way, it just disappeared. I think the first time I experienced it was when I was 16 but after that singular once, never again.

If I ever had one wish, I'll wish for heartbreak.

Like Adam, I will wait patiently for that one person who will destroy me.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

The necessity of love.

A boy, a girl, and a baby.

The pure beauty of it all. Ahhh.

Monday, August 15, 2005


Shoot more K


Workweek Day #1.

As another week of non-stop mundanity arrives, our valiant hero, or anti-hero (if you like), perhaps resigned to his fate, prepares for the ensuing wave of work.

Oh, what joy!

Thursday, August 11, 2005


"I want to write what I don't want people to read. I want to say what I don't want people to hear. I'm so bottled up inside but yet...

I feel so empty.

How apt.

Found this in my archives, and I realised that I'll always feel this way.

The future honestly scares the shit out of me.



Pig Cookies

I'm currently in the middle of this book called Pig Cookies, written by some mexican fellow by the name of Alberto Alvero Rios.

Now that's what I call a cool name.

The sentences are constructed in such a haunting and poetic fashion that it kills the heart to read it. It's nice for awhile but it gets tiresome.

The characters are pretty interesting though, and the order in which the stories are told is quite fascinating. You get this guy dying in the first chapter, then you get his backstory in like chapter 3. Which is nice.

I dunno what's the point of this entry. I just felt like typing something.


Anyway, shoot starts tomorrow so let's hope that nothing goes wrong. Lots of potential fuck ups but hey, c'est la vie.


Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Willy Wanker caught his willy in his willy canker.

auralorgasm:: The New Pornographers - From Blown Speakers

Recently watched Willy Wonka but didn't think it to be fantastic. Where is the lead up to the vermicious knids?! I was so looking forward to see those. Yeah I know they weren't even supposed to appear in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory but if they didn't even have the elevator blasting into space, how the hell am I ever gonna see the vermicious knids?!

Blah. Such a disappointment.

The movie proved to be boring after a bit, probably because I already knew the story by heart, having reread the book countless times during my childhood. But I didn't feel that the sets did justice anyway, even though some people thought it fantastic. I thought it was just too (as weird as it may sound) plain.

I dig Wonka's lines though, although it kinda wore thin after awhile. It got pretty irritating towards the end heh.

I wouldn't watch it again though. Probably 6/10. Yeah.


auralorgasm:: Neutral Milk Hotel - King of Carrot Flowers pt 3

I know I'm waiting for perfection, or as close to perfection as it can ever get.

I'll never accept anything so flawed.

"I will float until I've learnt how to swim..."

I have no fucking idea what I ever saw in you.

Don't let me remember, ever.

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Hear the Lion meow.

Singapore's 40th birthday has brought me nothing but grief. It's all fine and good for the 2 hours when patriotism suddenly surfaces in your typical aunties/uncles/ah bengs/ah lians during the National Day Parade but why oh why do they let themselves be taken in?

As the years go by, I find myself becoming less and less patriotic and having more and more anti-singapore sentiments. I'll rather pay less for the cost of living than have my money squandered on stupid stuff like fireworks and other shit like that.

I'll rather have more time to do more important stuff than to get stuck in a 2 hour jam just because the roads are jammed by the people prepping for the big day.

I'm not really an anti-singapore person in general but it's shit like this that pisses me off. Patriotism my ass. Serving the country and dying for it? No thanks. I'll bugger off somewhere else and keep my life, thank you very much.

This just isn't the land where you can realise your dreams. This is where you realise that your dreams are just that, dreams. And it'll never be anything else other than that.

The people work against themselves. There's no bloody point in anything. I hate the man on the street. Really, if I'm fighting to save these people, then I'd rather die.


On a side note, every few months I get addicted to a new game. I'm sort of like an escapist in this sense I guess. I indulge because I have to.

8.17am and still playing. Haven't slept for the past 23 hours. Hah.

Such a geek tsk.

Saturday, August 06, 2005

Profession: film making.

Passion: uhh..

So much for project pilot ^^

These few days have been crazy. Scarce have time for anything else other than work work work and work.

Lowdown? Pink specs, more marlboro reds, teh peng, fight sequence choreographies, and late night conversations.