Friday, February 03, 2006

the new woody allen is good, and by good i mean wrong in so many ways. for one, we didn't get to see the delectable ms johansson's tits. secondly, i wish she didn't get needy and abandon that devil may care seductive quality that landed her in that messy bowl of hot soup. it is always sad to see such attractive women succumb to the men that make them crumble, speaking in the context of the movie of course. i'm very glad the audience didn't have any troublemakers or pests. anyway, when we were buying the tickets to the show with about 10 minutes to spare, i was mildly surprised to see that fun with dick and jane was filling up fast whereas match point wasn't. my fellow countrymen's refined taste never fails to surprise. or it could be that the pretentious yuppies aren't out in droves today, but i'm still sticking with the former opinion. speaking of pests, we had a hurried but satisfying dinner [no dessert!!] at heeren's marche which was ever so slightly marred by a long table occupied with expat children who were making many many more decibels of noise than the societal norm is once you stop needing a pacifier. the way they behaved was abhorrent, immature and would put the baboons in the zoo to shame. i told my dinner date [ coincidentally the same one i've been having for almost a year] that if i ever end up marrying an expat and we settle down here, no way am i sending our children to any of the international schools, judging from the way those kids turn out, puberty would be long over before maturity sets in. i hate to say this but i believe our education system churns out more matured children than we give it credit for. another great movie we caught this week was crash, my fellow movie buff ming's recommendation which was previously not shown here but i'm sure you can find it at video ezy or play machines. it stars sandra bullock as an asshole, matt dillon as an even bigger asshole, don cheadle of hotel rwanda fame and some other handsome black man who stirred my loins. racism is an oft overlooked theme in movies but it's so delicate, it's touch and go but crash hit it on the spot. the movie spun this intricate web of characters, how their lives are intertwined and changed by conscious or subconscious acts of racism. whether its discriminating against a hispanic locksmith whom you're sure would give the spare key to his chulo friends to rob you clean later or being discriminated against despite being an obviously wealthy looking african american couple. the movie didn't need to rely on dramatics or any effects, it had it's great diverse cast to fall back on and well as the storyline. i give it four and a half stars upon 5. it's not perfect because i don't know what the hell ludacris was doing inside. i really detest rappers acting.

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