It's funny what you can learn from a movie as dumb as Old Dogs. I watched it for the Movie Review today and it sucked. I mean, cliche after cliche, lameness after lameness, all got me bored after the first twenty minutes. Yes, it only took that long to become a cliche. What do you call a cliched cliche? Anything with John Travolta and Robin Williams I suppose (anyone watched Wild Hogs?).
However! The lameness, the cliche, the expected plot all notwithstanding, I HAD to come up with something to say about the movie because it was a Movie Review. Duh.
I'm surprised with the shit I came up with actually. "I learned something about love from the two kids. Even though they found out about their father after seven years, they still wanted to be with him and spend time with him. They knew that their father wasn't the ideal dad because he was old, inexperienced, and didn't know how to bond with them. This did not stop them from loving him all the same. Lots of other kids would have tried to stay away from their long-lost dads but these kids, at such young ages, loved their dad. That was unconditional love. And that is the kind of love we need to have for the people we're close to. They may hurt us at times, they may bitch you with their PMS, they may accidentally say things that offend you, but you gotta love them for who they are, not for what they do."
I was applauded for this. :) :) :)
So yes, it struck me that no matter how bad a movie, you can somehow, in some way, extract some kind of message from it. Because nothing is created without a reason. So yes, this is my message for the day.
I finally decided to continue blogging. I have no idea why.
Maybe I have too much drama suppressed in my mind.
Maybe I need to find something to busy myself with besides slumber.
Or maybe my browser's finally giving in to me by connecting to blogger.com.
I have no idea. I just know that I need to update my nearly-dead space.
Update No 1 I'm financially secure. Yays! Last Thursday I signed the agreement with PTPTN and I shall be getting my loan in 21 days. How awesome is that? All my worries are finally OVER. I repeat, OVER. Oh wait, I spoke too soon. Here's:
Update No 2 My final's start next Friday! Precious minutes pass as I type all this in the text area. I should know better than to waste time like this. But like I said, I need to blog.
Update No 3 Oh hell. I thought I had alot to say. Now I'm not so sure any more. Oh well, till later folks.
"Aint no sunshine, gonna take this rain away"- Hope by The Submarines
Wooohoooo! It wasn't much of a surprise to see Sandra Bullock go up there and claim her award, but it was sure nice to see her get it. :)
Poor ol' James Cameron though. He must be realllyyyy mad. I mean, ten years in the making and just three Oscars? The other six had to go to none other than his ex-wife Kathryn Bigelow's low-budget, underrated, and under-grossing movie The Hurt Locker.
Kathryn Bigelow with her two awards for Best Director and Best Picture for The Hurt Locker.
I think the Academy is just out to drown expectations. Lol, it's actually a very interesting theory, why Avatar didn't win. But that'll just have to wait for another post. :)
Okay here are the nominees I think will win at the 82nd Annual Academy Awards.
Best Picture: Avatar, no contest. Ok there's The Hurt Locker and Inglorious Basterds but I think it'll be Avatar.
Best Actor: Jeff Bridges I dunno. I haven't seen the movie. Something just tells me that he's gonna win. :P
Best Actress: Sandra Bullock For sure, it's gonna be her. Meryl Streep aint gonna win again. Sandra Bullock was awesome in The Blind Side. Though she's acted the same type of character in other movies (Miss Congeniality being one of them) she just might win. I'm actually surprised that Meryl Streep was nominated and not Amy Adams. Both of them were equally good.
Best Supporting Actor: No idea, because I watched none of the movies except The Lovely Bones. But Stanley Tucci has a fat chance of winning. I'm thinking Christoph Waltz for Inglourious Basterds. He's got the highest rating in IMDb.com's poll.
Best Supporting Actress: Mo'nique seems to be the favourite on the IMDb.com poll. Maybe she'll win. :) OH I loved her in Soul Plane!
Best Director: Oh it's a tie between James Cameron, Kathryn Bigelow, and Quentin Tarantino. Personally, I don't think the academy is going to let James go home with an Oscar this year. Kathryn might get it. But then, the academy has never been fans of the war on Iraq, but then AGAIN this movie has been nominated for as many Oscars as Avatar sooo... I'm going with Kathryn Bigelow. :)
Now since I don't really care about the rest...We'll skip right to very last, that is:
Best Animated Picture: I HATE to say this, but looks like Up's a shoe in for winner. Fuckin boring movie with no solid storyline. NO bold font for Up cos it's teh suck. :P
So there we go. My predictions. I hope I'm wrong about Up :)
Man, movies can really change your life. The Accused changed my perception on rape, not that I had earlier formed any opinion on it. I knew rape was wrong but I didn't get it. Probably because I was a guy? I don't know, but I just didn't get it. Just a few days before I watched this movie, I was talking to Shu and Ellana about rape and I asked them if it was painful (I didn't mean to imply that they had any prior experience) and they looked at me as if I was stupid. I just didn't get it.
But when Sarah Tobias ran out of The Mill at the beginning of the movie, she screamed a scream I will never ever forget in my life. The moment I heard that scream, I knew that this movie was gonna be one I'd always remember.
Rape is not good. Lol, sounds like I've found some new age concept, doesn't it? Well it's true, nonetheless. I don't understand how guys can find it hot. Seriously, I did not get a hard-on seeing her being forced onto a pinball machine and having her clothes tore off her, and her mouth covered and hands bound to the sides of the machine. It wasn't pleasant. What more, her scream. Her suffering. Knowing that there was nothing she could do, yet trying to find a way to escape. All she could think of was "No".
Rapists should be raped. That's all I can say. They need to know how others felt and were affected as a result of their horny-ness. If I'm a judge, I'd sentence them to a lifetime of prison and a monthly ass-fuck as a reminder. Seriously, they need that. They didn't even feel sorry for Sarah, you know. They claimed she was a slut for dancing and flirting in the pub. Hey, everyone flirts in the pub/ club. That's no reason for them to get raped. Asswipes.
All rapists should get fucked, in the ass. That's my law.
The list of most disturbing movies has been updated:
This year they've increased the number of Best Picture nominations to ten movies. That's good news because now there's more movies that have a chance. The bad news is that Up is one of the nominees. WTF.
I'm now on an Oscar '10 nominees movie hunt. I've hunted down the nominated movies and am trying to watch 'em before Sunday, March 7th! Aint my life just full of excitement? Aaaaa~~
I'll update on each movie that I've watched when I'm done with 'em, and when I have time.
The sad part is I might not be able to catch it live on tv. Damn classes. Argh! I'm soooo not gonna read about the winners in the papers or online. I'm gonna watch it first, no matter what I have to do.
Erin Brockovich is like the strongest woman I know, besides Lynette Scavo on Desperate Housewives. But since Lynette is breakable, she comes after Erin.
Erin is an uneducated single mother of three. She was dumped by her two ex-husbands and was left with two daughters and one son. Everyday she struggles to find a job that will pay the bills but because she never had any education after high school, nobody wants to hire her. On top of that, she met in an accident and got herself in seventeen thousand dollars worth of debt from hospital bills which she couldn't get from the guy who hit her (a doctor) because the court favoured the doctor. Okay they court ruled in his favour because she called the doctor and asshole for pretending that she was the one who faked the accident. Shitty isn't it?
Despite all this, Erin stands strong and holds her ground. She's not one who would cry because she was cheated. She'd stand up and fuck you up. :) In fact, the only time I saw her cry in the movie was when she missed hearing her nine month old daughter speak her first word, which was "ball". Aint that cute? The daughter I mean.
Anyway, Erin is also very smart. It's sad that she didn't go to school because if she did, she'd had been like woah. She's also very compassionate. When she investigated the PG&E case where they cheated the residents of Hinkley, she showed sympathy when the plaintiffs cried and told their stories. It showed how much difference that made when high profile lawyers took over the case and spoke to the plaintiffs too professionally and asked them to refrain from talking about emotional stuff as that wouldn't help them in court. So, they didn't talk to the lawyers. I mean come on! These people underwent surgery after surgery, chemo after chemo, had their uteruses and breasts removed because they were cheated into drinking contaminated water. Everything about it was emotional to them. Tsk tsk, lawyers suck.
But I digress...
Erin had a way with people. She was polite and good mannered when she was treated fairly. She hated being lied to and being ignored. She believed that people shouldn't judge her based on her appearance because she wore what she thought she looked nice in and as long as she had "one ass instead of two", she said she'd wear what she liked. She's a no-nonsense woman.
PLUS she was played by Julia Roberts, with utmost perfection! Mwah, mucho mucho good, it was. She definitely deserved an Oscar for that. Go Julia! :D
My favourite lines from Erin Brockovich:
Ed Masry: What makes you think you can just walk in there and take whatever you want? Erin Brockovich: They're called boobs, Ed.
(when Erin and Ed managed to get 634 plaintiff's signatures) Kurt Potter: Wha... how did you do this? Erin Brockovich: Well, um, seeing as how I have no brains or legal expertise, and Ed here was losing all faith in the system, am I right? Ed Masry: Oh, yeah, completely. No faith, no faith... Erin Brockovich: I just went out there and performed sexual favors. Six hundred and thirty-four blow jobs in five days... I'm really quite tired.
[at the meeting with the PG & E lawyers] Ms. Sanchez: Let's be honest here. $20 million dollars is more money then these people have ever dreamed of. Erin Brockovich: Oh see, now that pisses me off. First of all, since the demur we have more than 400 plaintiffs and... let's be honest, we all know there are more out there. They may not be the most sophisticated people but they do know how to divide and $20 million isn't *shit* when you split it between them. Second of all, these people don't dream about being rich. They dream about being able to watch their kids swim in a pool without worrying that they'll have to have a hysterectomy at the age of *twenty*. Like Rosa Diaz, a client of ours. Or have their spine deteriorate, like Stan Blume, *another* client of ours. So before you come back here with another lame ass offer, I want you to think real hard about what your spine is worth, Mr. Walker. Or what you might expect someone to pay you for your uterus, Ms. Sanchez. Then you take out your calculator and you multiply that number by a hundred. Anything less than that is a waste of our time. [Ms. Sanchez picks up a glass of water] Erin Brockovich: By the way, we had that water brought in specially for you folks. Came from a well in Hinkley. Ms. Sanchez: I think this meeting is over. Ed Masry: Damn right it is.
(when she got a threatening phone call by a guy calling her Erin Pat-te Brockovich) Erin Brockovich: Hey Scott, Tell me something. Does PG&E pay you to cover their ass, or do you just do it out of the kindness of your heart? Scott: I don't know what you're talking about... Erin Brockovich: The Fuck you don't! Nobody calls me Pat-te, That heavy-breathing sicko that called the other night, Could have only found out about me from you... People are dying, Scott, you've got document after document here telling you why, and you haven't said one word. I wanna know... How the hell you sleep at night! Scott: [guilty stare]
And...my most favourtie part of the whole entire movie...
Theresa Dallavale: No offence, but we just need to go through some of the holes in your research. Erin Brockovich: I'm sorry, Theresa is it? There are no holes in my research. Theresa Dallavale: Erin, you don't even have some of the plaintiff's numbers. Erin Brockovich: Whose number do you need? Theresa Dallavale: Everybody's. This is a big case, we're gonna have to be able to contact every one of the plaintiffs. Erin Brockovich: I said whose number do you need? Theresa Dallavale: You don't know 634 plaintiff's numbers by heart. (Erin looks at her, challengingly) Theresa Dallavale: Annabelle Daniels. Erin Brockovich: Annabelle Daniels: 714-454-9346. 10 years old, 11 in May. Lived on the plume since birth. Wanted to be a synchronized swimmer so she spent every minute she could in the PG&E pool. She had a tumor in her brain stem detected last November, an operation on Thanksgiving, shrunk it with radiation after that. Her parents are Ted & Rita. Ted's got Crohn's disease, Rita has chronic headaches, and nausea, and underwent a hysterectomy last fall. Ted grew up in Hinkley. His brother Robbie, and his wife May and their five children: Robbie Jr, Martha, Ed, Rose & Peter *also* lived on the plume. Their number is 454-9554. You want their diseases? Theresa Dallavale: Okay, look, I think we got off on the wrong foot here... Erin Brockovich: That's all you got, lady. Two wrong feet in fucking ugly shoes.
