時隔十幾年了. 今日返看經典劇"秋天的童話." 最令我驚愕是發現我很多口頭蟬和俚語都是來自這部電影. 最令我失望之處竟然是童話的結局.
小時候, 已看過很多次. 但今次不同的, 我與周潤發飾演的船頭尺的年齡相約, 人生方面有新的領域與見解. 其實戲完結在互開禮物的情節便為最佳, 但童話的完美結局反而令到故事滿有瑕疵.
童話雖是童話, 故事雖是故事... 但童話故事是會發生在現實生活上.
滿心祝福 CY 同 JL能找到 "table for two..."
Monday, May 30, 2011
Saturday, May 28, 2011
葉問, 詠春, 與中華
In an extra-ordinary night, I was able to watch a Hong Kong movie - Ip Man (一代宗師, 葉問). 葉問's story is based in the 1930's - around the time Japan invaded and occupied China. And tho the movie itself was unimpressive and left a lot to be desired... the historical signifcance served as the main plot and main character of the film.
As far as I can remember, I was educated about the horrids and reality of war through stories from dad or from TV shows. Movies try to serve it justice...but it never does. Whether it's Schindler's List, Saving Private Ryan, Fist of Fury, any Chuck Norris flick.... they all bring a piece of what China had to go through during those decades of international occupation.
And as the credits started rolling... two distinct feeling were clearly evoked. Best summarized by the scene in Jurassic Park where a cup of water starts shaking with concentric circles... only to be followed by the T-Rex.
The first of the two feeling is fear.... not fear of war per se... cuz in reality we're living in a time of domestic tranquilty. But a fear of the second feeling...a far more powerful feeling... that is the feeling of hate.
As far as I can remember, I was educated about the horrids and reality of war through stories from dad or from TV shows. Movies try to serve it justice...but it never does. Whether it's Schindler's List, Saving Private Ryan, Fist of Fury, any Chuck Norris flick.... they all bring a piece of what China had to go through during those decades of international occupation.
And as the credits started rolling... two distinct feeling were clearly evoked. Best summarized by the scene in Jurassic Park where a cup of water starts shaking with concentric circles... only to be followed by the T-Rex.
The first of the two feeling is fear.... not fear of war per se... cuz in reality we're living in a time of domestic tranquilty. But a fear of the second feeling...a far more powerful feeling... that is the feeling of hate.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Air it out...
There comes a time in life...when a tragedy occurs that simply leaves you dumbfounded, awestruck, devasted...to a point where you don't even know how to feel or react.
That night...had a cathartic experience where a couple of buddies aired out our emotions on Facebook. Trying to think of another situation similar to this, where it's just a spirit crushing loss of the heart and soul of the team
Garrison Hearst "breaking" his ankle in the '98 Playoffs?
Montana getting knocked out by the Giants in the 1990 Playoff?
Game 6 in the year that never happened?
Jose Cruz Jr. and his Gold Glove OOPS!! and JT sliding into Pudge?
In the end... I think I came up with the best analaogy (I think).... when Daniel Larusso enters the All Valley Karate Tournament, exceeds all expectations and makes it to the finals against Johnny. Has the upper hand when Kreese tells Johnny to "Sweep the leg." Daniel collapses like a house of cards... only to have a Japanese guy (Ishikawa?) give him a rub down.... and he comes back and Crane Kicks his way into the Championship.
After that... it felt much better.
- Case in point.... Two 747's crashing into the World Trade Center. You look in disbelief...you're wondering what just happened, and you're just glued to a TV finding clues on how you should be feeling.
- Case in point... You walk back to your car to find the window broken. Your stereo is gone. Your $100 Banana Republic coat is gone. All that's left are shards of broken glass, a feeling of violation and question marks hovering over you.
- Case in point... Buster Posey gets pummeled and in the midst of that, he breaks and ankle and tears a few ligaments. It was a clean play or a great play in terms of pure baseball. But we're left not knowing how to feel.
That night...had a cathartic experience where a couple of buddies aired out our emotions on Facebook. Trying to think of another situation similar to this, where it's just a spirit crushing loss of the heart and soul of the team
Garrison Hearst "breaking" his ankle in the '98 Playoffs?
Montana getting knocked out by the Giants in the 1990 Playoff?
Game 6 in the year that never happened?
Jose Cruz Jr. and his Gold Glove OOPS!! and JT sliding into Pudge?
In the end... I think I came up with the best analaogy (I think).... when Daniel Larusso enters the All Valley Karate Tournament, exceeds all expectations and makes it to the finals against Johnny. Has the upper hand when Kreese tells Johnny to "Sweep the leg." Daniel collapses like a house of cards... only to have a Japanese guy (Ishikawa?) give him a rub down.... and he comes back and Crane Kicks his way into the Championship.
After that... it felt much better.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
世风日下, 道德倫亡
昨天在大華99買魚，發生了一件不可思議的事... 有人偷了我部shopping cart！
我把車停在旁邊買魚，然後好小心放包即食麵入去, 霸住部車, 以防萬一。當我轉身時，我部車不單人間蒸發，那小偷還好禮貌地將那包即食麵放回櫃上！我左望右望, 已找不到小偷了.
公義何在？道德何在？
人善人欺天不欺! 我要申冤!
我把車停在旁邊買魚，然後好小心放包即食麵入去, 霸住部車, 以防萬一。當我轉身時，我部車不單人間蒸發，那小偷還好禮貌地將那包即食麵放回櫃上！我左望右望, 已找不到小偷了.
公義何在？道德何在？
人善人欺天不欺! 我要申冤!
Friday, May 13, 2011
Light Rock, Less Talk
After an 11 hour day... on my drive home, the only thing I was in a mood for was some Light Rock, Less Talk, KOIT 96.5. Hrm.... old faithful, I guess.
Sunday, May 08, 2011
A time to be born and a time to die
Not more than a week after the birth of my son...I attend the memorial of a friend's son. He was around 16 years young.
The last memorial service I attended was about 10 years ago. But that was for an elderly man.. someone who's lived life to his fullest. He fathered 4 children and was grandfather to many more... one whom became my wife. This time, it was a kid.
There was a short slide show montage showing some of his pictures. Not a lot of pictures...but there was one thing constant in all of them... his smile.
His aunt gave a eulogy. It ended with smiles. The pastor used Psalm 23 to deliver the message. It ended with hope. His father came out in closing. It ended with gratitude.
One can easily ask... why. Why at such a young age when the world is his oyster? Is it fair? Is it premature? Those questions are left for contemplating... no one talks about these things. Weird, huh?
The last memorial service I attended was about 10 years ago. But that was for an elderly man.. someone who's lived life to his fullest. He fathered 4 children and was grandfather to many more... one whom became my wife. This time, it was a kid.
There was a short slide show montage showing some of his pictures. Not a lot of pictures...but there was one thing constant in all of them... his smile.
His aunt gave a eulogy. It ended with smiles. The pastor used Psalm 23 to deliver the message. It ended with hope. His father came out in closing. It ended with gratitude.
One can easily ask... why. Why at such a young age when the world is his oyster? Is it fair? Is it premature? Those questions are left for contemplating... no one talks about these things. Weird, huh?
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