I’m having a headache. I’ve been having a headache on and off for the past week, and I don’t know why. This is all so strange. I feel like a mysterious and fatal disease is quietly descending on me. Hur.
This week –
We went to the National Museum on Friday, and I hadn’t been there since the last primary school field trip, and to Timbre for dinner after, because we happened to park there. It’s changed a lot, and I liked it. There are a couple of pretty cool exhibitions there, including one on New Buildings (modernist architecture) and Greek sculptures from the Louvre. Now they make me want to go to France, not for the first time.
We watched Two Days In Paris on Monday night, and it was wonderful. I hadn’t watched a movie that uplifted me in so long (I’m sure you will agree that of the many things that Lust, Caution is, uplifting is not one of them), given there was never a single down moment or a lapse in concentration. Like every movie with Julie Delpy, the conversation just keeps going, even though sometimes that’s all there is keeping it up. I love it. I love how a movie can be made so completely out of words, and though the surrounding is important in providing a context for these words to fall in, it’s still part of a supporting role. Each character, whether mimicking life or art (Julie Delpy’s real-life parents are her movie parents as well), has their own backstory and past, the glimpses of which are shown solely through conversation, evoking a picture just as vivid as a visual flashback.
I love her. And the part about the balloons and where Adam Goldberg smiles goofily like a squirrel. Daniel Bruhl (Goodbye Lenin fame, another movie I love) was totally random.
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So the second week of my vacation has passed, with three more weeks left to go. In another week, it’ll be Christmas, and then the New Year. It feels strange not going away this holiday, but I’ll live. I’ve been spending my time redecorating my room, unearthing old photos and sticking them on my wall, fixing random things like the TV wiring and getting a tape unstuck from the VCR (antique device that it is), going out with the bf and my mother and grandmother, watching Japanese dramas.
More on Japanese dramas. I like them a lot, not solely because the cast is attractive, but because they deal with interesting issues (not like Taiwanese ones, which are either idol dramas or about scheming heirs to a family fortune plotting to take over the company), like Kimi wa Petto, which deals with the highly improbable situation of a young OL keeping a teenage boy as a pet after she finds himself abandoned in a box outside her house. Or Kindaichi — which though predictable after 2 seasons — continually amazes me with ingenious ways to solve crime. In addition to that, they come in manageable 9-11 episodes, not requiring you to follow the slow unfolding of a very complicated plot (like in Hong Kong) over something like 30 episodes. And unlike Korean dramas, nobody gets a fatal disease and dies at the end (most of the time).
My boyfriend is probably sick of me talking about them, since I talk about a different one every week.
In other words, I’m doing nothing very productive. But lovely enough, for the days to come, where 18-hour days come to haunt me again.
Shuks 10:26 pm on January 18, 2009 Permalink
tell me about it. for a while my housemate had long-ish and terribly messy hair but he looked no where as pretty as that. :X
r 11:07 pm on January 18, 2009 Permalink
i guess the face also has something to do with it… ;p
lifangyi 11:45 am on January 19, 2009 Permalink
Hipbones?! hahaha…. that made me laugh for awhile.
nurul 9:27 pm on January 27, 2009 Permalink
bedhair OMF. haha okay i finally got to see the whole picture because my roomate’s letting me use her com while shes out. omg je love. im printing out a whole selection tonight for my wall. come and see!!!!
and omg i am not looking forward to going back to the livejournal coms after MORE THAN 3 WEEKS OF NOT ENOUGH INTERNET.
miss you, stay strong. keep away from carshrimp. -hug-