It was a happy, feel good movie that allowed me to forget my immediate problems if only for an hour or so.
Made to think of issues of personal potential and expanding one’s horizons, developing one’s abilities and gifts. It’s the sort of movie I want my nieces and nephews to watch.
The art and gift of great conversation; to communicate honestly, fully, deeply where you reveal yourself and your past and everything that you’ve been and are without pretense and worry of being judged. To wear not only your heart on your sleeve but your soul and your guts as well; and to allow another to see you, really see you.
This is why I appreciate ‘Before Sunrise’ and its sequel ‘Before Sunset’ so much. It reminds me of the various conversations I’ve had with people who became friends or became more than friends,argued with, broke up with, reconciled with, let go off, forgot, or rediscovered all over again in a completely different light but a good light all the same.
I’ve had conversations with people that I so wish that I was able to record and document! With friends who at the time felt expansive and then expounded on what they thought life meant or how life should be lived; with ex-boyfriends who shared their childhood tragedies and glories; kasamas narrating how they became activists.Life stories than were told the way some of the most compelling movies were created.
In my my journals I keep notes and descriptions of these various conversations, what made me feel amazed about them, what will forever make me remember them and the persons I had the conversations with.
I enjoyed the movie and I appreciated the effort the makers did in telling a genuine story with a genuine plot (although the last scene where Robert Angiers gives this confession about his obsession with fooling his audience, his wish to suspend their skepticism and disbelief about magic WHILE HE HAS A BULLET IN HIS GUT was way too corny for me. It was like something from a Pinoy action movie starring, say, Lito Lapid).
Anyways. The concepts of competition and obsession. I don’t care about the first (with whom do I have to compete and for what? Actually I compete with myself and try to rid my countless weaknesses and fears); but the second is quite interesting to me.
There are interests, hobbies, passions and obsessions. Under each category I have at least three entries; but under the last? I don’t know if I have anything to put there. Obsession, aside from being the name of an expensive perfume, is such a dangerous thing to have. It’s a force that is so overwhelming one takes leave of one’s better self, one’s logic and rationality and even concern for others, for one’s nearest and dearest even.
I haven’t made it a secret how much I love Emperor penguins; and ‘Happy Feet’ made me love them all the more. Imagine a penguin chick tapdancing; all fat and round and fluffy and tapdancing!
The movie tries for an environmentalist twist; but it falls a bit short because all it points out is that there’s too much fishing going on in the Antarctic and the penguins are starving because of it. Still and all, it was a good effort (kahit medyo pilit) because the children in the audience at least learned that ‘it’s wrong to throw garbage in the sea’ and ‘big ships catch too many fish that’s meant for penguins.’ In the documentary ‘March of the Penguins,’ it was pointed out that one of the biggest threats to the survival of Emperors and other species living in the poles is global warming and pollution.
I have a mug with a design of five penguins trying to rollerskate. It’s 10 years old and it’s my favorite mug ever.
‘Cars’ is my favorite cartoon movie of the year. My favorite character is the old, rusty tow truck Mater, Lightning McQueen’s best friend. I’ve seen the movie like five times on DVD, and I haven’t grown tired of it yet. It’s not hilarious, but it’s funny-comfortable, and it makes me miss my friends.