Friday, July 25, 2008

Franciscan Benediction

The second worst thing you can ever do is to look at someone in need and do nothing. The worst thing you can ever do is to not look at all.

These are words from the Franciscan Benediction that I came across. It is really beautiful:

May God bless you with discomfort…
At easy answers, half-truths, and superficial relationships,
So that you may live deep within your heart.

May God bless you with anger…
At injustice, oppression, and exploitation of people,
So that you may work for justice, freedom and peace.

May God bless you with tears…
To shed for those who suffer from pain, rejection,starvation and war,
So that you may reach out your hand to comfort them
And turn their pain into joy.

And may God bless you with enough foolishness…
To believe that you can make a difference in this world.
So that you can do
What others claim cannot be done.

Amen

(A Benediction – origin uncertain, described by
some as Franciscan)

The Dark Knight

Some reviewers these days tend to see conflict escalation and the moral ambiguity of vigilantism in superhero movies and perceive them as 'commentaries' on America's foreign policy. I've seen reviews of 'Hancock' and 'The Dark Knight' go along these lines, and though people have been debating over this, I feel that the director may have had some sense of purpose in including story elements such as city-wide, pervasive surveillance and violent, no holds-barred interrogations.

I think that great movies caricature; they don't make commentaries. Commentaries suggest an in-depth and balanced intellectual insight into a topic. A scene of Batman and Morgan Freeman contemplating the use of a city-wide surveillance system doesn't spark off an internal debate about the moral validity of employing such measures in the name of security. I don't think that a two-minute scene in any movie could provide enough food for thought to do that. What the scene could do is to bring its subject matter to light in a way that can be understood immediately, and to evoke emotional responses in us instead of just disconnected, intellectual ones. TDK achieves this masterfully.

Every minute of the two and a half hour show has a strong direction, whether it is towards developing the sadistic and twisted character of the Joker, exploring the consequences of Batman's choice of vigilantism, or what it means to truly be a hero in a world where seemingly black and white moralities are challenged by the apparent benefits and justifications of 'morally gray' decisions.

The actions sequences are absorbing and have a sort of comic book element to them. That is, the focus is not on being realistic and fast-paced with swerving camera movement, rather all his actions are captured in a rather flowing manner that allows you to absorb the way he fights and dodges, just like in a comic book. The plot-moving scenes are executed crisply according to their dramatic or comedic natures, and all the scenes are enriched by thrilling, immersing musical scores.

I can't comment on whether anyone else could have been a better Joker, but it is irrefutable that Heath Ledger played a great Joker. The expressiveness of the Joker's role and the quality of its execution often overshadows the acts of the other characters, but it can safely be said that Christian Bale, Aaron Eckhart, and the rest of the actors gave pleasing renditions of their multi-faceted characters. A proportionate amount of screen time was alloted to the characters so that no individual story or character felt like dead weight.

Can anything bad be said about this movie? Yes, if you look hard enough. But you will find yourself feeling obsessively picky for trying so hard to seem objective and fishing for flaws that are being swept down a rushing river of good points. It might be said that the first one-third of the movie, while meaningful, was a bit draggy in pacing and could've used tighter sequences for some minor improvements.

TDK is a story that is rife with tragedy, and the depictions of characters who pursue morally ambiguous paths in their desperation will evoke experiences and memories from your own life because they happen everywhere, all the time. It is Jim Gordon and Batman's grim and steady determination to stay their course in the face of this reality that gives emotional balance to a movie that is otherwise dark and pessimistic. Batman's choice at the end of the movie marks him out as a character of truly high caliber and gives weight to the description that he has become something more than just a hero.

Or to cut it short, awesome movie. Haha. It had a guy from Singapore. The Americans lauded our magical counting and 'calculation' powers. Lol. I've been reading a lot of rottentomatoes.com and now I fancy myself a movie reviewer. Ha. This is an excerpt from a review I liked quite a bit:

"This Batman is a pragmatist, willing to break the law to stop Joker’s terrorism. Sure, you can draw a parallel between his willingness to take expedient measures and that of the Bush administration, but the more crucial, existential question is how can any man be genuinely good in a complicated and dangerous world? Sure, this movie is grim and black; it’s grounded in a plausible reality. One of the problems with Nolan’s first take on the legend - 2005’s Batman Begins - was that it neglected Batman’s prowess as a detectivein favor of a more conventional brawny action hero ethic. This time out Batman is more cerebral and seems vulnerable to Joker’s unhinged attacks. Not only can he be killed, he can be hurt." -Philip Martin, Arkansas

Thursday, July 24, 2008

So you think you've got life figured out...

But think about this...

Two bar chocolates: Do you split the bars and eat them, one after another? Or do you eat them both at the same time?

Cream coronets: Do you start eating them from the big end or the small end? It seems inelegant if you eat them from the big end, but if you start unraveling the coronet from the small end, then cream spills out.

Monday, July 21, 2008

Pray

Joe has had problems that seemed to cast their shadow over the entire stretch of his life. Every time he would try to face them down, he would find himself trembling and fearful, unable to do more than walk away with hollow victories or empty promises to himself. He could not separate himself from things that brought him either to tears or to his knees, too ashamed to face his friends and peers.

What happens to you if your pride and self-confidence lies in your friendships, but no matter how hard you try to hold on, some friends just slip away, becoming more and more distant? What if you don't feel your life is what it's meant to be, and you find yourself running away from your problems, but you still can't bring yourself to stop playing games because you're so damned good at it (Joe once got an honorable mention in a certain gaming magazine, and has beaten some really pro people in a diverse range of game genres.)? What if you find yourself petrified and stumbling at something that seems to come so naturally to people in your community?

It's really funny how, even though Joe spent so much time and energy worrying about these problems, it was easy for him to let them go, in the end. He doesn't play games now (the only exception is if it's the occasional game with friends). He spares less thoughts for those who won't spare any for him, and tries to be closer to those who are still willing to be close to him. He's tried praying openly recently and it wasn't as terrible as he thought it'd be.

Most of you reading this probably know who Joe is, but for the sake of his dignity I have used a non-distinct alias. Joe's hoping that the changes will do him a little bit of good, that he'll be a better person for them. He's also hoping that he doesn't go to university and end up meeting a hot gamer chick, and finds himself unable to impress her with his L33T gaming skills because he's rusty.

Joe would also like to let all of you know that he thinks that, even though he appreciates all of you for being for good and faithful friends (as well as your various good points e.g. tons of bootleg music and videos, cookie making skills, ability to sleep at 20 degrees Celsius and not die, successful future careers...), you should never to have feel more confident about your abilities than you are about who you are. Remember, you have Joe in your Facebook. That means he approves of you in some way of another. Always remember that when you are feeling down.

Unless of course, you are a liar, an arrogant person, or a smoker. (You'll get this if you've ever read Teenage magazine.) Joe thinks that you should be a lot less confident about your total life span if you are any combination of two of the above. Joe likes to invest in friends who plan to live past at least 55.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Discovering the Magical East

I don't know why I've been so stubborn about staying in and hanging out in places on the NEL Line. Well I do, it's really convenient for me to get home... But the many attractions of the East have seduced me completely. On Tuesday I went to Bugis with Brendan and saw stores and clothes that I had never heard of. We also ate at his father's restaurant, which serves some nice fried rice and crispy tofu.

Today I dropped off at Eunos MRT after my driving lesson, and seeing a small shop called 'Niwa Sushi', I walked in and bought myself two unagi sushi and 4 slices of salmon sashimi for $4.50! I haven't felt signs of food poisoning yet, and the best part is that the prices get even lower for students after 2.30pm! Dirt-cheap sushi that doesn't taste like dirt... It's a dream come true...

I've learned a lot of useful things recently, the first of which was how to get a closer shave, a most advantageous ability. There were other things too, but I can't remember the rest of them... Hmm.


I finished reading Neil Gaiman's 'Neverwhere'. I thought it was great writing as usual, but overall just an 'okay' story experience. 'American Gods' is still the best to me. I want to get one of those machines that can scan the words in books and convert them to file format. It's less fun to read a story off a computer screen but at least I would worry less about book rot. Or maybe I should get stuff to stave off book rot in my books. Hmm.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

100 posts show commitment towards the goal of talking about yourself.

I visited my grandparents house today. My grandfather was watching one of those American detective series from the 60s or the 70s. Even back in the old days, people were pushing the limits of credulity and the Rule of Cool (Viewer's willingness to suspend their disbelief and refrain from balking is proportionate to the coolness factor of the scene.).

My grandma gave me a rice dumpling to eat. We started talking (my mastery of the language is unsurpassed) and the subject came to dumplings. She asked if my mom had made any dumplings. I unwittingly responded with a 'yes', and then she went into a tirade about how my mom was not nice for forgetting to give them any dumplings.

Is this another tradition thing? Or is it just that my grandma really likes those dumplings?


What was it that I wanted to write?

Oh. Lets record the event. ***** broke his appendage last Sunday (about there), 6th July. He must be feeling really impotent right now, what with his total inability to rise up. He must feel like he's really lost his manhood or something. Pwned.

Monday, July 07, 2008

Why. ah.

I didn't realize, but the previous post I made a few weeks back was my 100th post! Isn't it wonderful?


Yesterday we celebrated Wanyi Wendy Woo's birthday! It was wonderful! I'm sure she must be happy that she did not get bashed in anyway (pool dunking, etc.) on her 21st birthday bash. We (her ex-church/miscellaneous friends) got her a decorated guest book and some perfume from Loccitaine. Cherie used the scented papers and random things that we collected from the present trip to decorate the book.

There was plenty of good food, but I think that the satay was the best. Ha ha. Hmm. If I ever have a barbecue, I'll make sure that I don't buy any sausages. They look very bad when they're overcooked and are often the least eaten food during the barbecue.

I find that I always have issues with my female friends' Christian names. I wonder why. Ah well.

... Hmmm. To be frank, whenever I look in the mirror, I see a good-looking person. Yet, it's undeniable that I look...very bad in photos, especially candid ones. Why ah? Is it because I just have an unreasonably good self-impression, or do I just look better in the dark? Maybe the photo flash hits all the wrong surfaces on my face, or...something.

How ah? How to jio chio bu like this arh? How ah? Ah?