- Saturday, June 09, 2007


I went out with my sister for a movie or two. It has been... ages since I went out with her, and spent quality time with her. Though we live in a same house, but don't forget that both of us are busy people with different responsibilities to bear. So some times we could go for days without talking to each other although we're under the same roof! Amazing, isn't it?

Ocean's Thirteen.
For people who love watching fantastic plots, looking at hunks, and also feeling amazement at geniuses' "art of work", this is your movie.

After watching Ocean's Eleven and Ocean's Twelve, this movie didn't startle me at the plot (because it has always been taking money from casinos), but the way they go about doing that, that is what amazes me each time I watch a Ocean's bala-something-you-wanna-call-that.

If you were in the same cinema as I was, you'd be hearing my laughter simply because the way they got the money, the way they plotted against Mr. Bank (the bad guy of the movie); I couldn't stand but laugh out loud.

Oh yeah, my friend also commented that this movie is only for those who have IQ. So, that makes me a guy with quite some IQ, doesn't it, since I understand the movie?

For my out rating, I'd give this movie 8/10. I would watch it once, but not the second time. It's boring knowing what they'll do, you see, unless you want to belanja me, then I'll happily follow you. :)

You guessed it. It's Shrek 3.
Oh, I love the way this green Ogre talks. He simply just can't get out of his past. "I'm an ogre. A monster," he says. Though on the emotional side of me, I'd say "Oh, Shrek, I understand you." But on the rational side, I think that perhaps dwelling in the past shouldn't be an option. Oh yes, everybody has past, everybody has stained his/her hands. Who is to say that theirs isn't dirty? Can one possibly understand what the person next to us has undergone? Can we relate to that feeling?

For example, can a man understand the emotions a mother goes seeing her beloved only son loitering or smoking, or even get addicted to drugs? Impossible! He can say, "Oh, I understand." But can he really, truly understand? Or, can a son understand what his parents have to go through to get enough money for the family? Can a son understand that earning isn't that easy. It requires time, and frustration. Can a mother understand her son who is homosexual? Can a father understand his wife's frustration when she cooks and nobody appreciates it? Can a pastor understand the feelings of a prostitute? Can anybody really really understand somebody?

We are typically different humans. Each of us have different fingerprints. Since when were two alike? Perhaps outwardly, but inwardly and character-wise?

Similarly, Shrek has reminded me that living in the past isn't right. It shouldn't be like that. The past serves as a reminder of lessons: Think before you act, 'no' is always an option, be fast to forgive and slow to anger, think before you speak, do nothing that you would regret of...

Arthur, a new character in Shrek 3, always thinks that he is a loser. Perhaps it is time for him to believe in himself, and so for me. Heard before, we are our greatest enemy? Sometimes we fail because we keep telling ourselves that we can't do it, or we fear. And when things come true, we burst out, "See! Didn't I say that it can't be done? Didn't I mention that it is impossible?"

In addition to two of these characters, Prince Charming caught my attention too. I am once again reminded that motives are to always be right. Wrong motives provoke disaster. Enough said.

I love the dialogs, and the emotions displayed. The ideas found in Shrek 3 are... wonderful! Perhaps I am such a fantasy reader that I can't help but sigh with amazement during the movie. It was really worth the money (RM 12!)

Oh great! :)


Silence has its sound, its voice, its breath. Listen attentively and say you can't hear a sound. Isn't that a sound? Not cacophony, no serenity in the breeze. Nothing, but a strange sound that seldom we hear only in solitude, and when everything seems to settle and suspend in midair.


Disasters follows rushing. Everything has be to taken one step at a time, and not rushingly, for by doing so, we blow the trumpet, signaling the arrival of a monstrosity we can't withstand. We are then left shattered, unrepairable. All because we rushed.


Stop imagining about the impossibles. Think about the possibles and start working on it! For only if we touch the possibles, we can mend an impossible. After all, impossibles never happen when nothing is done.


Appreciate somebody? Love somebody? Breath is needed.

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