December 15, 2010

Kagadanan Sa Banwaan Ning Mga Engkanto

Kagadanan Sa Banwaan Ning Mga Engkanto
My cinema class has opened my eyes to so many great things I have been missing. And I am so happy to have seen and learned some of the things I truly love and enjoy.

I survived a nine-hour film.
Nine hours and five minutes to be exact. I need to brag.




And I think I'm ready for more. Our Cinema professor told us that so far, Lav Diaz's longest film lasts for twelve hours, and that he is currently making a 24-hour long film. I flinched. But when you see even one of his films, you would think twice, and would most likely consider.

Death in the Land of Encantos (2007)

Kagadanan sa Banwaan ning mga Engkanto tells the struggles of Benjamin 'Hamin' Agusan, a writer and a poet living in Russia, as he returns to his home province Albay, only to find it buried in sand and rocks from Typhoon Reming and remains caused by the eruption of Mayon Volcano. Hamin reunites with old acquaintances, and faces new challenges as he continues his journey to find himself.



The first two hours of the film was excruciating. The techniques used in the film were new to me. Everything was all new to me. I felt agitation as I test how long will my patience last. Every scene seemed interpreted like real life, as it takes actual time frames. But when I allowed myself to get eaten by the slow hours, I grasped the narrative better. It's plot and paint-like frames were both telling a story. The long establishing shots become less and less of a pain. Everything started to make sense. The longer it was exposed, the further it made me think; the more ideas it instilled. Who would have thought that such chaos would still look so beautiful? Definitely eye-opening. With its mind-blowing revelations, articulate actors, beautiful cinematography, Death in the Land of Encatons is one hell of a film that would put you in awe.

I cheered along with the crowd as we all become each other's witnesses for a priceless moment. Because aside from the feeling of accomplishment (9 hours, dude; that's no joke), the experience opened my eyes, and taught me more about cinema and the nation as well. The knowledge I gained, and the things I discovered were truly worth the weekend I sacrificed.

It revealed us the nation's lies we are too blind to see, and the painful truth we keep neglecting. Indeed, breaking the conventional is unspeakable. It deserves to be seen. It must be seen.

December 11, 2010

A Little Thing Called Love

A Little Thing Called Love
It sucks when you have to try so hard just to get noticed by that certain person. Especially, when you know that the one who truly deserves you should not care how you look on the outside. But what the hell, sometimes when you get infatuated, you don't really think that way, do you?

Sing Lek Lek Tee Reak Wa Rak (2010)
A film by Puttipong Promsaka Na Sakolnakorn

Based on a true story, the film tells the story of Nam (Pimchanok Luevisadpaibul), an ordinary girl who eventually blooms into a more beautiful swan as she works hard to win the heart of campus crush, Shone (Mario Maurer).



Youthful and filled with morals. It's all about some of the most unforgettable firsts in life: first love, first kiss, and first heartbreak. But the best thing about this feel-good movie is its optimistic view on falling in love and getting your heart broken. It reminds us that despite the struggle of loving a person, it's supposed to bring more joy than pain. More importantly, it tells us that love should not stop us from becoming a better version of ourselves just because we are hurting. Sometimes, we need a little of these kinds of films. Not to live a life forever waiting for a love like this (although this kind of story almost never happens in real life), but to believe in the power of love. Is it not amazing how someone can unconsciously and effortlessly bring out the best in a person? It suddenly made me miss high school. Oh, sweet infatuation.

*MAY CONTAIN SPOILER* Though the ending was quite predictable, what's bad about it was the awfully exaggerated tension pressed in the last few moments of the two leads together. Seriously, they did not have to try that hard. The pairing and the sort of open-ended conclusion already built a strong foundation.



Aside from the light and fun narrative, the actors were pretty entertaining. I personally believe that a film instantly becomes more interesting when it uses non-linear story line. Because it raises several questions in the first few minutes, which helps to instantly get you hooked. But quite frankly, Mario Maurer was enough for me to keep watching. He makes me ponder where the hell is this incredibly handsome Mr. Right who knows that all ugly ducklings are all beautiful swans in disguised.

Just the perfect movie to gather some good vibes before another week begins. Even if you don't like rom-coms, you should see for yourself the youthful impact of this heartwarming story. Let's feel young at heart every once in while, shall we?

November 17, 2010

Crunch Ice Cream

C.I.C. Part I

Scared but strong,
Cries after a furlong.
Tries to whisper for help
As she refuses to melt.

Stranded again.
Hiding for amends.
Looking for a window,
Just to see a rainbow.

Sweetest thoughts,
Humblest hopes.
With one hug,
She bends and shrugs.

After a while,
She smiles.
What a beautiful hum.
There's tomorrow's sun.

Then the beat stopped,
She heard it popped.
Searching for words to say,
But madness just plays.


C.I.C. Part II

Lost and weary,
Feelings seem temporary.
Why, regret?
Come to rest.

Too blinded,
And fooled 'til end.
Desire is lethal.
And boys are more fatal.

The dear prudence,
Who took risk to dance.
It has not been long,
And already got stung.

Now, move along.
Bury the wrongs.
A broken wing,
will heal, just sing.

No cures for pain.
Give time to reign.
Don't run to the ridge.
There's honey in the fridge.

October 17, 2010

Alarm Clock Appreciation

Alarm Clock Appreciation



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Tumatakbo

Siguro minsan, kailangan talagang tanggapin
Na mag-iisa tayo, ilang parte sa buhay natin.
Minsan kailangan umopo at tumabi.
Nakakatulong rin pag walang pag sabi.
Kung nakakasama man,
Minsan lang naman.

Nagbibingi-binghan at bulag-bulagan.
Siya naman panay ang pagtatanga-tangahan.
Minsan ramdam mo yung ka-emohan.
Saklap kasi talagang kailangan.
'Di mo man trip walang kasama,
Minsan lang naman.

August 30, 2010

A Day in Calatagan

A Day in Calatagan
So, I went to the beach for the weekend. Actually, it's for a school project. But it felt like a fun weekend getaway, nonetheless.



My people decided to shoot the TV commercial for our Advertising class at a beach in Calatagan, Batangas. It was suggested by one of my friends who went there a couple of times already. She showed us photos which convinced us enough to give it a go. And that was it. We settled for an overnight trip to take advantage of the holiday.

Unfortunately, all of us had Saturday classes. Good thing a friend of ours had a car, so transportation was no problem. We left, naturally, after school (and after running some last minute errands) at around eight in the evening. All in all, the 4 to 5-hour journey was not bad, really. Even after we almost got lost on our way to the beach at the cemetery! It was dark, and roads looked too similar. We had to walk a bit to check if we were actually going the right path. Scary, but, kind of a liberating experience. There were also locals around who were kind enough to give us directions. We arrived at our destination around 3-AM. Safe and sound, but with hungry stomachs.



The beach was a virgin island. It was not developed yet, so there were no resorts for accommodation. Not even a single room nor decent bathrooms for that matter. There were only cottages. Water supply and electricity access were also very limited. But the beauty of the beach was undeniably breathtaking. We first built tents. We gathered tree branches to make fire. It was hard, but it was definitely fun. We made breakfast after settling all those stuff. We spent the rest of the night under the moonlit shore. The winds were cold, and the sea was calm. For a moment, everything felt nice.




After a two-hour sleep, the morning sun awoke us again. The beach was even prettier in the morning. Its overwhelming beauty made me want to just stare at it. But, alas! We had to start getting to work. As soon as we started preparing, the scarcity of almost everything continued. There's really no room for pag-inaarte. After breakfast, we we wasted no time and started shooting. We had two of our friends as the main models for the shoot. However, we all had to participate; not just as behind the camera crew, but as extras to appear in the commercial, as well. I hated it, but I had no choice because everyone seemed fine with it. We had to do so many takes under the scorching heat of the sun. Thirsty and exhausted, we still managed to finish the shoot earlier than expected. We initially planned to visit another island with our remaining free time before we head back to the city, but we were not able to do so. We still enjoyed a few hours of silent rest by the beach.





At four in the afternoon we were all set for the road. The traffic was unbelievably bad, though. Over three hours had passed and we were far from home, still. We had cheeseburgers for dinner at Mcdonald's. It was what saved us from the excruciating traffic. Back on the road, after another hour or two, my other friend and I finally reached our stop. From then on, we had to commute and encounter people. I could not remember what time exactly I arrived home because there were too many things going on in my tired brain. The family and relatives were all there, not to welcome me, but to celebrate my mother's pre-birthday. I managed to stay up late, and share even a few drinks with the cousins. I know, my weekend was jam-packed. And how fast it went by.

At long last, my bed and I meet again.

PHOTOS: Sony A300

May 15, 2010

March 10, 2010

Para-Thrilla in Manila

Para-Thrilla in Manila
Saw one of my most favorite foreign bands performed live yesterday. It was pure bliss.




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