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The one and only perk of my job is the cool events and movie premieres that we get to see for free! Yehey! Oh wait, do cool business cards count? Fine, sige. Two perks. Wait. Calling cards are an SOP.
The moment I saw “The Other Boleyn Girl” added to the jumbo white board calendar of Solar-sponsored movie premieres I was yehey! Title pa lang whoa na ‘di ba? Sobrang whoa may nabobo sa likod namin sa sinehan. More on that later. So anyway, I read about the film before the screening. I love royalty. I like Prince William. I was named after the Queen of Netherlands. My children will be Mafiosi. It’s in my blood.
Teacher Ludy and I watched it Thrusday night. Our mouths were bleeding curses the whole time. Putanginang mukha ni Scarlett ‘yan. Parang nakagat ng ipis ang bibig (but not on an Angelina Jolie level). Naknanghayup may dumi ‘yung queen sa bibig (ala Lorna Tolentino)! Whoa putanginang location ‘yan! San ‘yan?! Putanginang walang ibang point ang buhay nila kundi mag-buntisan! Shyet pare ibang level na ang acting ni mareng Natalie. Above and beyond mehn! Si Scarlett parang kawayan umarte. Si Eric Bana, well, manipulated ‘yung role nung king e. He looked manipulated enough to me.
Love the screenplay. Though it wasn’t completely faithful to the novel it was based on which was not totally faithful to the real events the novel was based on, I love it nonetheless. Tipong bawat development napapa-mura ka kahit nakanganga ka lang sa disbelief. There are what-the-hey parts but maybe they had to do that for the sake of translating it to film.
Yehey cinematography. Especially in the opening and closing sequences (which shared the same look). Swak! Tsaka ramdam ko ‘yung vibes ng kingdom! Wahey!
The costumes must have required the death of 8 million animals especially that of King Henry’s. Naisip namin ni Ludy buti walang monarch dito sa Pilipinas. Kundi mamamatay sila sa heat stroke at dehydration kung ganun lagi ang attire nila.
‘Yung score parang puro takatak ng paa ng kabayo in different decibels. Pero well, wala pa naman kasing tricycle nung 16th century.
2 counts before the conversation of the people behind us, this was onscreen:
Mary Boleyn: How do I look my dear sister?
Anne Boleyn: Absolutely wonderful. This is your day. Next to you, I’m just the other Boleyn girl.
And way before that, their dad was called “George Boleyn” by one of the king’s men.
Ito ‘yung conversation ng mga tae sa likod namin:
Tae 1: Ano ba ‘yung bolen gerl?
Tae 2: Ewan. Baka ‘yung tawag sa utusan ng reyna.
Bakla.
Da-uh.
Lurlur.
But all awards (including best corset in a makapigil-hiningang role) must go to Natalie Portman who outdoes her performance in V for Vendetta. Nangingig, namumula, naloloka, nagagalit na mga ugat at nanganganak on command?! Akalain mo. Animal.
After the final scene and the credits started rolling, Teacher Ludy in I muttered in unison: M-O-T-H-E-R-F-U-C-K-E-R.
It's another one of those eyes-widest-open-jaws-dropping-all-the-way-to-hell's-9th-circle-lamunin-na-sana-ako-ng-lupa moments.
I have a friend named Ryan Gage who lives in Toronto. He's a tall, blonde, funny guy. We met through the Audioslave forums. He loves Tom Morello to death. I, Chris Cornell.
If you must know, Audioslave died a month ago so the former members of the band are doing their own things. Chris has a solo career even before Audioslave was born so he's just carrying on with that touring around America with a new album.
Gage won a meet-and-greet with Chris Cornell in the Toronto leg of his North American tour. You can look at chriscornell.com. He's listed as Ryan G. in the Toronto winners.
Where do I come in? Well, apparently the generous Mr. Cornell informs the winners that he's listing them down in his guest list as winner and guest. So it's Ryan Gage and guest in some guest list backstage somewhere far West.
Ryan asked me if I could make it to Toronto by the 14th of April. That's this saturday. I need a visa. I checked on the Canadian Embassy. It's gonna take 2 months (at the least) to process. Green Card holders need not apply. (That's you Opopt! Gaddemet.)
The THING is, Ryan has nobody to go with. He's been waving the free ticket to everyone he knows in Toronto. NOBODY. As in N-O-B-O-D-Y. (I'm not sure if the people there are mad at Cornell for leaving the band or maybe they're too high on something to recognize the opportunity.)
A Michael Scofield voice tells me there's no such thing as almost. Either you break out of prison or you stay in. You don't "almost" break out of there.
I'm ready to pawn whatever I have pawnable for this. But. Technicalities continue to ruin my life. I was almost there. I almost watched Chris Cornell live. I almost got backstage. I almost hyperventilated upon seeing him. I almost stuttered to death. We almost had dinner with him. I almost died of his smile. I almost saw his son. I almost told him how much he has changed my life with just one look. I almost shook Chris Cornell's beautiful hands.
At the end of Prison Break's Season 1 finale I was like this:
*eyes widest open*
*jaws wiping the floor*
PUTANG INAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
*fists raised to the sky*
I just watched Season 2' finale. I go:
*hands pulling own hair*
*eyes widesest open*
*squeaking occasionally*
MICHAEL SCOFIELD PUTA KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
*bloody on the floor, thumbs-up raised*
The cast and crew will start shooting season 3 this fall. So I'm guessing the 3rd season will start early 2008. They're telling me I have to live with this for a year?! A WHOLE YEAR?!
"Preparation can only take you so far. After that you have to take leaps of faith."
And it's true. For everything I guess.
I rehearsed my installation for Monday's defense. Dumaan ang mga advisers, crew at mga kaibigan para tingnan, magbigay ng opinyon at kumain. May konting adjustments pa.
Ang galing ng crew ko. Kung maganda man ang pelikula na 'to, sila may pakana nun. Kung mapangitan man ang audience, AKO lang ang may sala. Late ko na kasi na-realize ang lahat ng masaklap na katotohanan. (Sana walang panelist na nagbabasa nito 'di ba?)
*insert* may dumalaw. tinignan ang ganap. kinilatis ang lahat--'yung monitor, 'yung audio, space, distance, mga kable, quality ng lahat, etc. etc. concerned nga siya. He checked the setup out before I swan dive to a dark abyss on defense day. Pero parang hindi. I tried hagilaping him 5 goddam times before I shot my visuals. He was always too busy, had to run somewhere, had to meet with someone, had to do this and that. All those times I was already in our supposed meeting venue. I call him and then he tells me he can't come. Now he tells me, "you should've talked to me before shooting."
So ano ba talaga, 'te?
While he was talking to me (more like lecturing and torturing me) after seeing the setup, I was staring at him and then I drifted off.
*drift off sequence in my head* Bakit ka ganyan? Malabo kang hindi. Masayado kang maraming alam. Literal. (iligpit 'yan! Masyadong maraming alam!) You're quite a harsh. Lasing ba 'to? Ay ganyan ka pala talaga in real life. Balang araw aalis din ako. Di kita papadalhan ng postcard. I know you'll just look at it once, not appreciate the thought, misplace it and forget I even sent something. You treat me as if I'm only doing this just to graduate. Salamat sa mga sinasabi mo. Mukha kang may sungay. Ibahin mo na 'yang hairstyle mo. Pwedeng isara ang bibig habang ngumunguya ng biskwit? Bakit nga ba kadiri itsura ng biskwit pag nababad sa laway?
Tama na. Marami pa kong naisip habang nakanganga at nakatulala sa kanya pero sumakit na ulo ko to death.
I arrived home at 8:30. Ang sakit ng putanginang ulo ko. Nasusuka ako. Lecheng feeling 'yan.
I have found my edge. I'm standing here already. On monday the only thing left for me to do is jump. I will swan dive for all the 17 years I spent in school, for all the beautiful friends I made and the awesome things we did together, for my parents' nonstop support, for the things that lie ahead (or below) such as Spain, and for the heart-bursting fact that Michael Scofield is NOT real.
"If we're gonna go down, might as well go down swinging." --the very fictitious Michael Scofield
an installation by trixie ballesteros, March 26 (monday) 9am-6pm, at the post-facility above bernal gallery (at the back of UP cine adarna), UP Diliman.
Suporatahan mo naman ako please. One time, big time 'to.
I watched about 7 episodes of Prison Break last year. I finally finished Season 1.
Nabaliw ako guys.
It's amazing. I don't watch any other TV series like Grey's Anatomy, Nip Tuck, etc. because it's...science? I'm not the O.C. or Desperate Housewives kinda person either. The concept of prison has always intrigued me. That's why I wanna visit Alcatraz. (operative term: visit)
Prison Break made me ponder and conclude assorted shit about life. For instance, the trouble always starts with a girl. Whether it's overflowing desire for them or their scheming bitchy-ness. It starts with girls. Rar. (Buti na lang dinosaur ako.)
Here are some very memorable quotes that penetrated my spine like a rusty old cutter:
Michael Scofield: "Preparation can only take you so far. After that you have to take leaps of faith."
"You needed help. So I came to find you." (When Doctor Sara asked him how he knew she
was in trouble)
Some interesting dialogue:
Sara: You don't have to explain. Michael: I know. *pause* But I want to.
Michael: What would you do if you were out there? D.B. Cooper: Why? What's to do out there? Michael: Not be here.
Very smart-ass 'yung writer. Nasira talaga ulo ko. My sister and I only hit the pause button to pee. Not for anything else. You think it's about crime? No. It's about family and how many times you're willing to die for them. Maganda cinematography-- very psychological if you pay attention.
Sablay nga lang 'yung script continuity. I counted 3 booboos.
And Wentworth Miller. Por dios, por santo. My sister was betting on how stupid she thinks he is in real life. I looked him up on the net. Uh-oh. Kapit mga kapatid.
Princeton graduate. English literature.
Mom's white, dad's afro-american. Part Jamaican, English, German, French, Dutch, Syrian and Lebanese. Therefore, UN in himself.
6' 0.5"
Singer for the Princeton Tigertones (official chorale) with whom he toured the world and recorded 2 albums. Specialty: a capella.
Eldest of 3 children. Dad and two sisters are lawyers. Mom's a special educ teacher.
Swimmer. Part of the Judo and track club in high school.
Saan pa tayo?
Sa Spain. Haha. Akalain mo nga naman. Andami talagang hindi tao.
How I wisssh I was part of the Prison Break crew. Ako magsi-script con!
Went to the UP (Not) Fair (Sale) to meet with Rico Blanco.
It was a hardcore, intense, emo journey to my former band-aide (aka rakenrol) lifestyle which started in high school with good ol' Hiltrudes.
Tonight I'm standing outside the backstage. I used to be in the "roadie" list of my rockstar friends.
Went inside the fair grounds to see what was happening inside. Sakto. Slapshock tumutugtog. Jamir goes, "sampung taon na kami tumutugtog sa UP fair."
I thought, "I remember I was with you 7, 6, 5, 4 and 3 years ago."
Went backstage because Fil (Boy Elroy) was looking for me. Slapshock comes out. I saw Lee Nadela. I shouted his name. Chi Evora goes, "BULAGA!" in my face. Hindi ko siya napansin. Haha. Ampanget kasi ng buhok.
Chi: Wow. Nag-flashback ako a. *soulful eyes wide open staring at me trying to look i'm-in-a-trance-ish*
Ansing walks up to me screaming "long time no seeeeeeee!"
Ayan the roadie: graduate ka na ba? gumraduate ka naman!
Lee Nadela. Lee Nadela. My former hero-soulbrother smiles and gives me a kiss and a hug. We exchange new numbers and short kamustas and eto-ganito-ganyan. They have another gig at Laguna. Lagaristas. Dati kasali din ako sa paglalagari.
*fastforward* Rico and I discuss my thesis. He is so very game about it. It's his first time to score in "cinema" mode. Meaning hindi mono or stereo. Wow. I am honored. At siya ang tatawag para sabay namin panoorin after niya panoorin mag-isa 'yung rough cut.
(Rico Blanco with my beautiful Popot)
It's been 7 years, Rico. I've always wanted to work with you in something like this. Let's make art!
Haaaay. --> sober sigh
I remember those days so well I can actually feel the rakenrol nausea that came along with them.
PERO. Driving home alone I thought, si Rico friend ko. At si Mark, si Lee, si Chi, si Fil, si Kitchie, si Barbie, lahaaaaaaaaaaaat sila.
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