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Sunday, 01 February 2009

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    I'm Yours
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    The dilemma

    I have been in a rather intense discussion in Chinese written form the past week. And I’m now exhausted to a point that (may sounds quite bizarre) I don’t want to type one single Chinese word any more, at least not in coming week. But the discussion was so heated that I’m still in this “expressing mode”, so here I am.

     

    I like Jason Mraz; one of the greatest artists still surviving in my opinion. I like his voice, his creativity, his eagerness to communicate with the audiences and his humanity. What a man. And this is his one of the best songs in the best clip:

     

    I’m Yours

     

     

    The title of this post is “The dilemma”, so let’s talk about the dilemma I’m facing.

     

    I have a friend, maybe a close friend who happens to be an opposite sex. So I think every girl has such type of friend; the type who you can talk to, who you like to bicker and banter with, who you like to hang out with, who you like him to fill up your time when you are in bus/ on the way back home/ simply feel bored and want to have some chitchat with (and the other way round), and most importantly or little unfortunately, the status between these 2 people is nothing more than “Friend”. Reason? You don’t know, and perhaps, no one knows.

     

    And then there is one day, you hear from this friend “I’m going to ask that fantastic girl to be my girlfriend.” You are shocked; a little bit, although you have expected the coming of this day. But you can’t help, thinking “It’s going to happen, in REAL.” Next moment, you can’t really describe completely the kinds of emotion running through your head. And then you find yourself trapped in a dilemma.

     

    You want your friend to be happy of course, and what’s the better way the girl who he has crush on like him back the same way as he does? So, part of you wants the happening of their relationship; he gets the girl he wants. Little evilly, another part of you is not looking forward the coming of that day, because you know something is approaching to the end.

     

    You won’t be able to talk to him as frequent as now, you can’t bicker and banter with him as much as now, you can’t hang out with him as free as now, when you are bored you can’t call him up to have some chitchat as simple as now, because he is your friend.

     

    There is an invisible line right there.

Wednesday, 21 January 2009

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Sunday, 11 January 2009

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    Amelie
    By Audrey Tautou, Mathieu Kassovitz, Rufus, Lorella Cravotta, Serge Merlin
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    Amelie From Montmartre

    Jean-Pierre Jeunet’s Amelie From Montmartre is a delightful story about how an adorable, but yet little quirky and introverted young French woman discovers and overcomes some defective traits which can be traced back to her childhood. And perhaps the most important of all, with the help from people around her and her own crave, Amelie learnt one precious lesson that changed her entire life.

     

    The film begins with some very experimental scenes with an omniscient narrator introduces us the birth of Amelie. Having an emotionally distant dad who once was an army doctor and a neurotic mom who used to be a school’s principal, Amelie’s parents diagnosed her as “unsuitable for formal school education”. Therefore Amelie was then home schooled by mom, isolated from other kids or the outside world, which make this little girl resorted to immersing herself in a rather imaginative world.

     

    At the age of 23, Amelie decided to move out from her parents’ home, be a waitress in a corner bistro in a bigger city. Though still live lonely and alone, Amelie started to connect with people around her – residents in the same building and her colleagues. One night, she accidentally unearthed a rusty little box behind the bathroom wall, presumably left by a past tenant who had lived in the flat around 50 years ago. In a whim Amelie resolved to reunite the box with the owner, so she will then “always help people” or otherwise “too bad”. At last, with the help from “glass-man” (Amelie’s neighbor), the now grandpa-age past tenant felt so overwhelmingly nostalgic in front of his childhood collections that he wept, thinking it must be an angel who bring this reunification, because the box was returned anonymously. From this moment, Amelie’s life no longer looks quite the same as it always did.

     

    Just as what she said, “a surge of love urges me to bring harmony to this world”. Amelie transformed to a “female Zorro” who won’t hesitate to help people in need and secretly punish the wicked ones. However this Zorro has her own style to finish the missions; the merging of her very sensitive nature and the experiences drive Amelie to develop extremely intricate stratagems to accomplish her goals, so that those who were helped didn’t know who was helping them, if there was; those who were tormented thought they might be suffering from mental disorder, instead of being punished. The results satisfied Amelie not only because she always enjoys being on the backstage and looking at how people react to her play, but also more importantly, she knew everything turned out to be exactly of what she had planned. She was in total control in every single step.

     

    And then she coincidently and constantly met Nino. Also having a colorful imaginative mind and bizarre hobbies like collecting discarded snapshots from public photo booths and reassembling them for his scrapbook, this man obviously in the first place was meant to Amelie. One day Amelie accidentally got the scrapbook which Nino left when he was rushing to run after a man, leading him to drop his bag carrying the scrapbook. As always, to return the scrapbook directly to Nino is an option she despise on. Instead she devised some very complex and intricate stratagems to let Nino search for his treasure. But this time, she did want this man to know who was helping him. So finally she disclosed her workplace, prepared to meet Nino face to face the first time.

     

    Unfortunately things went completely wrong. Without any stratagem where Amelin could rely on, she found herself lying at Nino’s face that she was not the one he was looking for even they both know that was the most ridiculous lie. Nino was bewildered, eventually he left the bistro and Amelie literally melted to a puddle of water. The utmost clear irony is being exposed: even Zorro is capable of resolving any situation, she didn’t know how to fix her inner self. She was frustrated and angry of herself especially when she found one of her colleagues might also be interested in Nino.

     

    Luckily, at last, Amelie discovered that she is not the only Zorro. Another Zorro has always been quieting helping her to leave the shield she has been so comfortable to. The film finished with the ending which fits its category – Comedy.

     

    A truly engaging film which gives you goofy smile all day long and inspires audiences in many different aspects; that life is a string of many beads which are very tiny and ordinary but far from meaningless or useless, that we can always find another method to covey our messages even they were not listened at the first time, that people do know when you help them genuinely even not explicitly, that we sometimes need to step out our comfort zone with enormous courage in order to advance of what we are…

Saturday, 03 January 2009

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    Mona Lisa Smile
    By Julia Roberts, Kirsten Dunst, Julia Stiles, Maggie Gyllenhaal, Marcia Gay Harden
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    西洋菜街下的一個小人物

    今天下午經過旺角西洋菜南街, 跟平常的日子沒有太大分別. 數不清的電訊服務推銷員拉起「易拉架」擺檔、埋伏於人群中的市場調查員突襲不幸的過路人、內地同胞湧入自遊行天堂「卓悅莎莎G二千」掃貨、那間影碟舖在播映二百分貝的學友「餓狼傳說演唱會」, 街頭依舊擠泄得令人有窒息之感, 健步如飛逃往地鐵站之際, 突然間, 看到一群路人圍著一圈, 在好奇心驅使下我也探頭看個究竟. 瞬間, 出現在眼前的這個畫面多令人震撼!

     

    圓圈中心有一個男人坐在地上揮動毛筆賣藝. 大概四十多歲吧, 臉上黢黑的皮膚跟皺紋配上那件破舊不堪的啡色外套, 看起來似個衣衫襤褸的乞丐多於一個賣藝者. 他坐在地上並不是這能幫助表演, 而是因為他沒有腿; 他沒有需要知道提毛筆的正確方法, 因為他已失去了肘部以下的手. 諷刺地, 那雙剩下來的「手」揮動起毛筆來竟是那般的靈活自如, 每寫完一個大字, 他得左右搖擺下身, 費力地逐小、逐小向左移動整個身驅, 再好好地坐下來好讓他專心地寫下一個大字. 我不懂毛筆書法, 不知道那是甚麼字體, 但至少看得出書寫漢字所謂的「剛勁有力」, 而且那字體優美得可以放進玻璃架表起來掛在飯廳中最顯眼的位置. 每個圍觀的觀眾無不看得如痴如醉, 就連大概不懂漢字的外國人臉上表情也彷彿在驚嘆著“AMAZING!”. 也許當他們明白那幾個毛筆字的意思後, 心會隨著更為顫動. 四肢殘缺的他正在揮灑四個大字「自強不息」.

     

    這是令人激動的一幕. 我不知道眼前的他背後的身世. 也許他是天生四肢殘缺、也許他曾經沾有病態般的賭癮, 欠下還不清的一屁股債後被債主砍斷手腳、也許他去賣四肢以養妻活兒, 也許他有著其他更可歌可泣的故事. 我沒有上前尋根究底的勇氣, 但我感受到他那股連健全的人也該自愧不如的頑強生命力, 他沒有因為身體的殘缺而放棄, 當個沒有尊嚴向人搖尾乞憐的乞丐, 他更沒有放棄生命, 而選擇繼續每天活在奇異的目光下, 身體力行地告訴你何謂「殘而不廢」.

     

    你懂「自強不息」嗎?

     

     

    後記: 完成幾個大字, 途人上前打賞. 那男人舉起頭對打賞者感謝的點頭與微笑是那麼的謙卑. 謙卑得令人心碎、令人慚愧. 打賞者沒有露出半點不屑或是擺出高高在上的架子, 而是隨著無聲無息的沉重而離開. 我亦趕快轉身逃離現場, 心怕旁人看到將近奪眶而出的眼淚.