COUNTUP

Jun 22, 2005

Send in The Clones

When you have a camera, a tripod, Photoshop and some free time, this is what can come of it:


At "work..."


At play...


At..make that ON... the stairs


Reading over my shoulder

Jun 19, 2005

10 Thoughts on Batman Begins

NOTE: Following blog entry is better suited for those who already saw Batman Begins, as to avoid any complaints about spoilers.

This ain't Rated G.
In the US the movie is Rated PG. Here it's G, or General Audiences. I thought some scenes were disturbing, and I read the comic book version. I wouldn't take anyone under 7 to see this.

Christian Bale was kewl. We got to see Bruce Wayne tormented and foppish and Batman angry and screaming at the same time for the first time in the movie franchise. There were moments, though, w/ his scenes with Katie Holmes where I thought Hey, when did Keannu Reeves enter the picture?
Also: one thing all Bat-Actors had in common? Distracting physical features. Michael Keaton's lips and receding hairline (sorry, but Bruce Wayne ain't bald/balding). Val Kilmer's mole. George Clooney's bobbing head. With Bale it as that "bump" on the corner of the right eye. I just wanted the laze that f*#ker off.

What? Speak up, can't hear you. If you like sounds of breaking glass, clashing swords and lots of explodo in deafening THX surround sound, this is the flick for you. I, on the other hand, almost went deaf.


Hi-ho, Burlap Sack Man, away!
Scarecrow, aka Edward Scissorhands. Cilian Murphy was postitively channeling his inner Johnny Depp playing Jonathan Crane, aka The Scarecrow. I like the bit where he was attacked while riding a horse, a nod to both Ichabod Crane and the Headless Horseman.

Didn't see that coming. The plot twist with Ra's Al Ghul and Henri Ducard, I mean. Well, it did explain why someone like Ducard would like to see Gotham destroyed, since it was out of character for him, comics-wise.

Whatever happened to The Mark of Zorro? That was supposed to be the movie that partly inspired Bruce to become Batman. Who the hell takes a kid to the opera?

Jim Gordon was underused. Hell, he wasn't even mentioned by (first) name. Ah, well, leaves you wanting more for the sequel, I guess.

Action scenes were edited by a blender. Too many closeups. If the fight was done, I'd just assume Bats won.

Stop f@%#ing revealing your secret identity. If had to give Elle McPherson credit for anything concerning the Batmovies, is that she's the only ladylove of Bruce Wayne that didn't figure out he was Batman. Every other time it's a freakin' miracle they haven't sold the story to the tabloids. Katie Holmes goes, "Tell me your name." Bats gives long stare, all quiet-like. Oooh, he won't tell her. I thought. Then he goes all pussy and quotes her a line she told Bruce Wayne. Gah!!!

So he kills again?!? Sigh. Okay, it was indirect, and we don't see a body actually die (w/c, in the world of comics, counts as Not Really Dead). Ultimately it just gave Bats a chance to deliver a both kewl but cliche line before leaving the villain to fend for himself.

Jun 17, 2005

The Things They Do for Art

From CNN:

Artist leaps off museum roof to recall 9/11 horror
A performance artist wearing safety harnesses jumped repeatedly from a museum roof to create photographs that recall scenes from the World Trade Center attack...Kerry Skarbakka fell more than 30 times from the five-story Museum of Contemporary Art..."I was so distraught, I needed some way to find an artistic response," he told the Chicago Sun-Times. Now, he says he sees falling as a metaphor for life.

Oooh, deep. Personally I see falling as painful.

Right now I expect future art performances in the same vein. To remember the Holocaust Skarbakka will lock himself inside a truck trailer and have carbon monoxide pumped into it. For the Tianamen Massacre he'll hold a single white rose in the air while a tank runs over his left foot. For the Columbine shootings, he'll hand out rifles to kidsn at a public high school and ask them to hunt him down in the cafeteria.

Jun 14, 2005

10 Things U Won't See in this Blog (and if you've seen 'em before, well, never again)

  1. Editorials. Been there, done that. Everyone else doing it, so no fun anymore.
  2. Nudity. Not of me, anyway.
  3. Bitching about love life. That's what friends are for.
  4. Chinese characters. Not that this site could support any. Think of it as a big "F*ck U" to China for blocking access to blog sites. ;)
  5. Rambling. Only a handful of people know of this site's existence. Why bore them?
  6. "Scrap book" fodder. My favourite food, song, movie, porn fantasy, etc. Not unless you give up your credit card number.
  7. Anything about David Blaine. Unless it's funny, 'coz the man just creeps me out.
  8. Angelina Jolie's celphone number. She asked me not to share it, so there.
  9. Ping Lacson's celphone number, though much as I'd want to share it, if only so you people can call him and tell him what a spaz he is.
  10. Penises. Please, get f*cking serious.

Jun 12, 2005

Long Day

Went with Mom back to H Salon for another haircut. To our surprise party organizer/ host/ fashion wonder ex-tror-din-nair Tim Yap (I've always known him as Timothy since our school days at Saint Jude) dropped by for a beauty cut. We got to chat a bit and I learned of his signing up with MTV and a hosting gig w/ ABC 5.


The name's Yap. Timothy Yap.

Later that evening we headed for the Grand Hyatt for Boit's birthday dinner. Buffet, as usual. What surprised me about the evening was the number of familiar faces I ran into, and by amazing coincidence all 3 of them were from my Taiwan Liberty Hall tour group of 1998: Paul (now married and fatter), Gilbert and Archie (came from Robison's Place across the street to check out the hotel w/ a friend). Compared to past buffet dinners tonight I ate less than usual, w/c teaches me not to have any mocca frap drinks before dinner. The 3 families (plus Aissa, Raymond, Auntie Rose and TinTin) stayed up 'til half past 11, since Dad, Herman and Raymond went to the casino across the hall.

Kids! It's just cake!

Jun 11, 2005

Why It's Good (or Better) to Have Enemies

It used to be great having people to rely on certain things. Now I don't even have that. Well, what can I expect? Friends can be unreliable or betray you.

At least with enemies, you know where you stand.

Jun 5, 2005

BatBooty

From The Brave & Bold (and he'd have to be for Batman to pull this off in front of a photographer) # 64, circa 1966:

Who's Your BatDaddy?