August 05, 2004

ART

Am most regretful to say that I am a little different now. My bloggin mood has seemingly subsided, or rather it has shifted to a different mode. Blame school. It takes a toll on ur existence. Am ashamed to feel this way ofcoz. After all that life-is-too-short-to-worry-abt-school talk. Yet it happens. Like how ur head refuses to feel light again once u place ur foot in school. How I get motion sickness now when I travel to school? Damn hall convenience. I didn't anticipate its tribulations. (Was lamenting this to Adel when she remained in disbelieve and showed no signs of sympathy whatsoever)

Ok main point--COLLATERAL. I need to tell u abt this. Not my usual kinda movie. U know, just two guys in the poster aint my idea of good marketing. Plus it seems like the theme is just purely criminal related. Guy stuff. There's only one gurl in the movie. And I'm too used to watching movies revolving ard that cliched love theme that I'm not comfortable with its seeming inexistence. But sitting directly behind Timothy Goh did pump up the excitement level a bit. Heh. As if the movie needed that.

You know that feeling you get from some movies. You watch it and its so in your head u wanna immerse in it somemore, go through the scenes again. You don't wanna miss out anything that the director intended to put across. Otherwise ur experience won't be complete. You waste ur time and money. Only this case it was free. (cheers leen)
I always have this lame desire to be able to come out of a movie changed. But the effect a movie has on you can only last that long. You leave the cinema and u're no longer in it. And I doubt most audiences reflect on a movie much. Most audiences want entertainment. Not additional answer-less questions. But I doubt the point of this movie was to entertain.

On the surface its one of those criminal stories. A dutiful african american taxi driver, one who takes pride in what he does, even though it might not be what he wants to do. He is one of those pple who believes in the goodness of humanity. That is...until his next passenger Tom Cruise comes along and challenges his perspective. A professional killer he is. He forces the black guy to be his collateral, mainly drive him to each destination, killing witnesses who will testify against his client. There, in their journey, the history of each character is revealed to us. And their conversations dig into the deeper meaning of our living, its brevity, our meaningless pursuits and Tom Cruise's insanity. =) heh. I'm not gonna continue coz I don't wanna do harm to their box office performance. Just go watch it.
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" Great writers do not write about their lives. They write for escapism, not for egoism."

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