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Latest Film: Memento

Anastasiia and I saw this last night and were mindfucked; I got especially lost because the black and white scenes were overlapping with the colored scenes and I just didn’t know what was going on anymore.

See this if you liked Inception and Shutter Island. I kind of guessed the ending from the beginning because his other films give hints as to the kind of director he is and what stories he likes.

Also, the leading lady (Carrie-Anne Moss), bears a striking resemblance to Marion Cotillard (the lead actress in Inception). I guess we all know Christopher Nolan’s type of lady:

A photo of Adrian and I, from the days when it was still cold in Hong Kong (taken last February). I can hardly believe it ever was, now, and it will all be forgotten in the next 6 months of scorching heat.
I am now on my 5th day of yoga class in 1 week, and my body hurts from it, but I’m scheduled to go for around four more classes later, tomorrow, on Sunday, and next week. A theory popped into my mind as we were doing a hip-opening pose yesterday - flexibility and muscle control from yoga probably helps a lot in childbirth. Which leads me to be determined to be able to do many different kinds of body contortions and become a full-fledged yogi by the time I am married. Given my terror of the said prospect, this idea sort of gives me hope that I will be able to cope with the unavoidable pain that might be written into my destiny, to put it dramatically. 
Also, I saw this film a couple of nights back:

I have this horrible habit of reading the endings of books before I decide to read them, this obsessive quality in me that is desperate to be assured that everything will be alright in the end - and because I was afraid the film would end badly, I read the synopsis in advance to brace myself for what was to come. 
But I obviously won’t spoil it for you now. 
The film, as I later found out, was based on an autobiographical article by a British journalist. It was nominated for three Academy Awards in 2009 including Best Picture and Best Actress for Carey Mulligan. 
It was actually an amazing film, down to earth but encompassing many pertinent issues; I found the lead character’s dilemma particularly relevant despite the difference in setting (the film was set in 1961 London). The same question persists until today, I believe, on the real value of education and what it really means (does it defeat its original purpose?) and what it is all for.

A photo of Adrian and I, from the days when it was still cold in Hong Kong (taken last February). I can hardly believe it ever was, now, and it will all be forgotten in the next 6 months of scorching heat.

I am now on my 5th day of yoga class in 1 week, and my body hurts from it, but I’m scheduled to go for around four more classes later, tomorrow, on Sunday, and next week. A theory popped into my mind as we were doing a hip-opening pose yesterday - flexibility and muscle control from yoga probably helps a lot in childbirth. Which leads me to be determined to be able to do many different kinds of body contortions and become a full-fledged yogi by the time I am married. Given my terror of the said prospect, this idea sort of gives me hope that I will be able to cope with the unavoidable pain that might be written into my destiny, to put it dramatically. 

Also, I saw this film a couple of nights back:

I have this horrible habit of reading the endings of books before I decide to read them, this obsessive quality in me that is desperate to be assured that everything will be alright in the end - and because I was afraid the film would end badly, I read the synopsis in advance to brace myself for what was to come. 

But I obviously won’t spoil it for you now. 

The film, as I later found out, was based on an autobiographical article by a British journalist. It was nominated for three Academy Awards in 2009 including Best Picture and Best Actress for Carey Mulligan. 

It was actually an amazing film, down to earth but encompassing many pertinent issues; I found the lead character’s dilemma particularly relevant despite the difference in setting (the film was set in 1961 London). The same question persists until today, I believe, on the real value of education and what it really means (does it defeat its original purpose?) and what it is all for.

classics

As advised by Mrs. Townsend, I borrowed two Academy-Award Winning films over the last week to enrich my film education (and to give advance warning, I won’t censor myself with my reactions, I may sound slightly stupid):

Legends of the Fall

starring Brad Pitt and Anthony Hopkins (I had no idea it was him until I read the DVD cover in the end. Anthony Hopkins was YOUNG once upon a time, and not freaky-looking… even when he was supposed to be ‘old’ in the film, it still didn’t look like him!).

The film was nominated for the Academy Awards for Best Cinematography, Best Art Direction, and Best Sound, and won the category for Best Cinematography.

Honestly, though, if you want to be depressed and see a movie where almost everything that can possibly go wrong, goes wrong… or if you want to educate yourself on what kind of man NOT to marry (read: Brad Pitt’s character, a barbarian named Tristan who screwed over his lover Susannah after stealing her from his two brothers by leaving her to wait for him while he had orgies in Africa and Asia with various exotic women), then you should see this film.

Kidding aside, obviously as it has done so well in the Awards, it’s worth seeing.

Out of Africa

Starring a young Meryll Streep and Robert Redford (who already looked old even in the 80’s), this film is a true story based on a Danish writer named Karen Blixen who tried to grow coffee in Africa in the early 1900’s. This film received 28 film awards, including seven Academy Awards.

Important lesson I learned from this film: Learn how to walk away when you need to.

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