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Quick update: China is crazy!

March 15, 2011 in Blogging, Misc, Social/Political Commentary, Travel

Just a quick one on my iPad from my hotel in Hangzhou in China. It’s been a crazy few days and I will have a lot more coming — not just my amazing travels here in China, but also plenty of stuff on movies I’ve seen, books I’ve read and am reading and will read, and of course the developments on my major writing project.

But most of all, my upcoming posts will be about China. I was last here about 15 years ago and boy has this place changed. A few culture shock moments still but so far it’s been mostly a very pleasant surprise. I have a few more days here to go but tomorrow I will be heading back to Shanghai where I should have better internet access and hopefully more time to write!

Can’t wait! Stay tuned, lots of amazing posts and photos to come!

PS: By the way, just discovered this. It appears WordPress is blocked in China, but luckily I can still post through the WordPress app on my iPad! Or can I? Not like I can check!

Movie Review: Hall Pass (2011)

March 10, 2011 in Movie Reviews, Reviews

When I was still at school, my friend and I decided to go see a movie after class one day.  But for whatever reason, we missed the film we intended to see, and there was only one other film available, a film neither of us had even heard of.

That film was called There’s Something About Mary, and I don’t think either of us have laughed as hard in a cinema as we did that day.  It was one magical movie experience that I’ll always treasure — zero knowledge of the plot, zero expectations, and an unexpected classic of a film.  The name, the Farrelly brothers, was also ingrained into my brain.

Fast forward to present day, and as chance would have it, my friend and I had another opportunity to catch a film together.  Naturally, we decided to go see Hall Pass, a Farrelly brothers movie starring Owen Wilson, Jason Sudeikis (only recently watched him in 30 Rock), Jenna Fischer, Christina Applegate and Stephen Merchant.

The premise is outstanding and full of potential.  Two friends in slightly rocky relationships with their wives are given a “hall pass” from marriage for a week.  Effectively, a licence to cheat.  What will they do?  What kind of mischief will they get up to?  Will it be hilarious?

Sadly, I have to report that Hall Pass didn’t pass the grade.  The Farrelly brothers’ magic from There’s Something About Mary is well and truly gone.  Their last two films, this one and The Heartbreak Kid (with Ben Stiller) are both duds in my opinion.  It just shows how hard it is to make a strong comedy film, and just because you’ve succeeded once doesn’t mean you know the secret formula.

The problem with Hall Pass is that it’s not particularly funny.  If you’ve seen the trailer you would have seen half the jokes, because most of them are the same, and the rest are relatively predictable. Not to say that it isn’t funny at all, because there were a few good moments (my favourite was in a massage parlour) that made me giggle aloud, but on the whole there were too many jokes and gags that were met with complete silence or worse, cringes.

Another problem I had with it is that, like so many ‘comedies’ these days, being loud and obnoxious, filthily disgusting, and having shock value are taken as a proxy for humour.  Where are the good old jokes that comes from cleverness and wit and irony?  And my goodness, masturbation and racial penis size gags really are getting old these days.

It’s unfortunate because Hall Pass had so much going for it as an idea, but the development and execution let it down.  There were shades of Mary in there in a couple of scenes, and you could almost sense that they were trying to recreate what had worked for them in the past, but for whatever reason, it failed.

At the end of the day, Hall Pass is what it is.  A great idea, a solid cast, a few good jokes, a lot of lame ones, and a dash of sweetness at its core.  Probably better than most of the trashy gross-out comedies that get pumped out these days but still not very good.

2 stars out of 5

Where does all my time go?

March 10, 2011 in Blogging, Misc, Novel, On Writing, Study

Source: Flickr

That’s what I would like to know.

About a year ago, my days seemed to stretch on forever. But at least I got lots of work done in the office, or at least it felt like it.

Now that I have all day at home (except when I have to go to class), it feels like I can get nothing done. The days pass by in a flash. I eat breakfast, do a bit of light reading online (or on paper), maybe do a quick blog post, and boom, it’s lunch time. I rest a little after lunch, maybe do a bit more reading or writing, exercise a little, take a shower, and boom again, it’s time for dinner.

I’d be lucky to get about 1000 words done in a day, and not much of it is any good.

Granted, I usually don’t do any more writing after dinner these days unless I have a deadline, whereas when I was working my work hours would usually extend to 8pm, or 10pm, or on occasion, past midnight — but still it’s a very different, and somewhat scary feeling.  It’s as though my life is getting shorter.

Now that class has commenced and I have lots of weekly readings and writings to do (one of my assessments is a major writing project — which will hopefully turn into a novel someday), I actually fear that I won’t have enough time to finish everything! That is just crazy.

Maybe it’s a matter of developing better habits, developing a sense of urgency. After all, it’s highly unlikely that I’ll have this much time once I finish this course — and then I’ll really be stuffed.

Next Year’s Best Picture Oscar Frontrunner

March 9, 2011 in Blogging, Entertainment, Misc

Trailer courtesy of Jimmy Kimmel Live.

I would so pay to see this film.

Book Review: ‘The Diary of a Young Girl’ by Anne Frank

March 8, 2011 in Book Reviews, Reviews

I had been eager to read The Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank ever since I visited 263 Prinsengracht in Amsterdam, the site of the ‘Secret Annex’ where the Franks and their Jewish friends hid from Nazis for two years (between 1942 and 1944).

While I was there, I got to see samples of some of Anne Frank’s original writings (with translations), and was astounded by amazing writing ability of this 13-15 year old girl.  It was so raw, but at the same time managed to capture her deepest thoughts and emotions so eloquently.

I was in awe and proceeded to purchase the ‘Definitive Edition’ of her diary, which contains materials previously unpublished (because of the discussions of sexuality and Anne’s criticisms of her mother) and materials later found.

Anyway, I finally got around to reading it and finished the book last week.  All I can say is that I am not surprised that even after 60 years, Anne’s writings have remained in people’s hearts.  While it is a diary, and as such, features the occasional mundane passage, the writing is exquisite and insightful (especially when it came to relationships and the negative side of human nature), and often touching and heartbreaking.  There were plenty of passages, and especially the last few, that gave me goosebumps as I read them.

Before I read it in full, I wondered what could be so good about a young girl’s diary, even if the circumstances under which it was written were very unusual.  To Anne’s credit, she actually managed to keep it interesting for the most part because she poured her heart into it and didn’t just write for the sake of writing — she knew at some stage that the diary might one day be published, and made sure that each of her entries told the reader something different.

It was also fascinating to watch her grow up on the page, hitting puberty, becoming more mature, falling in and out of love.  To have all the angst, needs and desires of an ordinary teenager — longing for love and freedom (not just physically but also separation from her parents), dreaming of her future and who and what she wanted to become.  And as you read it, you knew in the back of your mind that she’ll never get to realise those dreams.

Actually, having said all that, Anne did realise one of her dreams.  As she wrote on Wednesday, the 5th of April, 1944:

Unless you write yourself, you can’t know how wonderful it is; I always used to bemoan the fact that I couldn’t draw, but now I am overjoyed that at least I can write.  And if I don’t have the talent to write books or newspaper articles, I can always write for myself.  But I want to achieve more than that…I don’t want to have lived in vain like most people.  I want to be useful or bring enjoyment to all people, even those I’ve never met.  I want to go on living even after my death!

5 out of 5

PS: Definitely check out the Anne Frank website.  It’s awesome.

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