Sunday, April 03, 2005

i'm writing this in the middle of the afternoon, with this:

playing on the telly and i don't really have anything purposeful to say. the movie is into it's 10th minute and i'm already gaping at the 2nd dance sequence of the movie. this one happened when 3 girls came out of a shop and were accosted by a singing horde. if that were to happen to me, i'd scream and run. i wonder how the whole drop everything, dance, sing and then resume normalcy came about in indian movies. i think indian women are very beautiful, especially the northern ones. the lustrous hair, the large eyes that take on other colours than black in exceptions and the bone structure. in fact, in my opinion, i think indian women might just be the most beautiful ones in asia. chinese don't cut it for me, we have too flat features. in extreme cases, i've seen chinese girls with faces as flat as pancakes. cannot make it. furthermore, indian food is as good as the girls in north india are beauties. anyway, i'm very lazy to write anymore, rather concentrate on the movie. whatever it is, don't go see Install, this japanese movie that's screening at cineleisure now. it was the first time i walked out on a movie, partly because my eyelids were leaden but i normally sit out a movie, so you know how bad it is. but just in case you insist on watching it in the hope of seeing some hentai, bukkake, whatever, it's basically about a japanese girl with an existential crisis and no acting skills who meets an odd 10 year old androgynous looking boy well versed in the world of cybersex. sounds interesting? trust me, it's not.

the textual siege.

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