Tuesday, April 07, 2009

Talentime, Waste of Time!

Yasmin Ahmad has released her new movie to much anticipation. Fans of her previous works waited with bated breath. Me being one of them. I did not get a chance to catch it during the first week of its screening; busy with work and everything else. But I couldn’t wait to catch it. My colleagues spoke highly of it; even the guys shed tears. I stumbled upon a review of its gala opening, and the title read “Air Mata Melimpah di Talentime”. So you can tell that I was eager to see it and be wowed. I cajoled my boyfriend who’s not really into watching movies (especially Malaysian ones) into going with me. After much hesitation and deliberation, we finally found ourselves at the ticket counter.

And finally we were seated and the movie began.

For the first three minutes, I was filled with hope and excitement. As it entered the fourth minute doubt began to form. As it progressed to more and more minutes, I began to lose hope. I began to feel suffocated, bored, anxious to leave. The clock seemed to tick by extremely slowly. Finally, the screen went blank. I was never happier to see the end credits of a movie rolling. I could now leave the theatre and start cursing over the wasted 20 bucks and the 2 hours of my life I would never, ever get back.

Now let us get into why I thought the movie was absolute rubbish.

First of all the transitional shots were an absolute waste of time. They were nice and beautiful; possessing some semblance of a nostalgic quality but it was pointless. That’s just a small thing but hang on, it gets better (or should I say worse?)!

The diaolgue were rather wooden-like. The delivery did not help, either. For the veteran casts in the movie, they were not that disappointing. Adibah Noor was good; although she was kinda out of place. There’s something about her perfect English that did not gel quite so well with the movie. Harith was good too, but nothing less is expected of this brilliant actor. Ida Nerina’s presence in Talentime can be likened to salt in saltwater. Good otherwise, but made no sense. Her character posed no actual weight to the movie, and her cameo made me wonder why was she put there? Just to point out that some Malays have a problem with having Chinese maids? Who are these Malays, by the way? Yasmin wanted to make a point, and there’s nothing wrong in making a point, but the way she did it was rather out of place. It had no clear significance to the movie. And how is it that Ida, being a long-time friend of Harith and Mislina’s family, did not know that their Chinese maid was actually a Muslim?

Another point Yasmin made which to me was just plain stupid and did not belong anywhere in a movie that supposedly embraced the Malaysian culture and way of life, was when Pamela Chong and her supposed boyfriend, Mahesh fell asleep next to each other in the family hall of Pamela’s home. When the parents returned from their day-trip to Cameron Highlands to find the kids asleep, Mislina actually commented, “How sweet! Let’s put a blanket over them!” Now which Malaysian family would condone their teenage daughter sleeping next to her teenage boyfriend? And in the family home, no less! Of course no sex was involved but come on! I can almost see myself in that situation, and my mother would definitely wake me up and the boy and in not so many words would tell him to take a hike! I mean Yasmin wanted to portray a liberal Muslim family, who wakes up in the morning to do the Subuh prayers but is ok with a boy falling asleep next to their daughter in their own home. Where on earth is the reality in this scene? This scene will work in a Hollywood movie because their culture is like that, but this is Malaysia for crying out loud! I dare you to take that scene and do a survey in Malaysia, and tell me how many families will actually say “Oh how sweet!” I can safely tell you now, NONE!

However that is not my main problem with the movie. What I found totally ridiculous was the fact that all of the characters were flat characters. None had any actual progressing quality. They were like that when the movie started, and they were still like that when it ended. Whatever happened to round characters? Anyway, perhaps Yasmin really wanted to try something different. So different that it was just plain nonsense.

The mere fact that the movie did not actually have a plot was also pretty disturbing. It was just a collection of little stories which had no resolution whatsoever in the end. It pretty much ladida-ed all the way from the starting right up to the ending. So as I walked out of the movie theatre, I was wondering what the hell happened in the last 2 hours? Was it intentional? Did Yasmin actually wanted to portray nothing? Because if that was the case then the movie can be categorised as a very succesful Absurd. Joining the likes of Beckett and such.

So all in all, I did not enjoy Talentime. I could still go on and on, but I’ve pretty much forgotten the movie, which means I’ve forgotten what I wanted to complain about. During the course of watching, I was already making mental notes of what to jot down in my blog, but it was so forgettable. What I’ve written so far are all that I can remember.

In other words, if you haven’t seen Talentime, don’t!

Sunday, March 29, 2009

when boredom strikes....

It’s been a while since I last wrote down anything in this blog. Been amazingly busy with work. Fortunately, work’s fun, so that’s not a bad thing. So life updates, I’m now a programme producer slash presenter at Radio24. Never thought that I’d find joy in radio broadcasting but it truly has been an amazing ride, and I’m still enjoying the waves. Of course my scripting and writing has had to take a backseat. I still get bombarded with ideas, day in and day out, of brilliant stories for scripts but I guess I’m just too lazy to pen anything down.

What else? The stupid assembly is finally over. As usual, idiots triumphed. But what else is new? It’s a money game these days; you got it, you throw it, hence the votes are yours. But I don’t want to write about that; a mere waste of blogspace.

Love life? Oh well things are going fine. Turning 28 a few days ago has somewhat made me more aware of my increasing age and the fact that I am nowhere near marriage much less having kids yet. But I guess all good things will come in good time.

Last night was Earth Hour 2009 and I was in the studio broadcasting live for two hours in conjunction with it. Had a lot of callers and had a lot of fun broadcasting in partial darkness. Earth Hour is indeed a good effort. Makes people more aware of the crap that planet earth is suffering from.

Somehow I think my writing has mellowed down. It no longer has the spunk it used to have; or perhaps it could be because I’m just in a mellow mood right now. I’m at the office and most of my work is done, so I’m taking a break to write. Maybe that’s why my writing is beginning to look like something a primary school kid would produce. There is a possibility that a primary school kid can write better than this.

I’m desperately in need of a coffee fix. Where on God’s earth is my coffee buddy?

Alright people, more later….

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

of bright lights and skyscrapers...

This year marks the tenth year I've called KL my home. Leaving my comfort zone in Kedah in 1999 was a difficult thing to do initially. It was followed by constant trips back and forth between Kedah and KL; almost weekly..and as the years passed, the trips began to dwindle. Slowly I was able to adapt to this big, bad city and now I can safely say that KL runs through my blood and I will probably miss it if I ever decide to move elsewhere. My relationship with this city has been that thin line between love and hate. It sits in that grey area where I can't quite diss it totally for the horrible jam and pollution; nor can I totally enjoy the fast-paced rat race and bright neon lights at night. But I can safely say that this city is now my home; it has been for the past 10 years of my existence. It's really hard to fathom how fast time flies. I still remember the very first day I registered for my matriculation in PJ; the very day my life in this city began. And this year will mark 10 years since that moment. Despite the crazy traffic, the horrible air pollution sometimes, the mad rush to achieve being 10 places at one time, the fast food galore, the mamak stalls on every corner, I can't imagine not being here. I've always wanted to go overseas, but come to think of it, I would enjoy travelling for holidays, but I don't think I can leave this city for good. It has become so much a part of me. The traffic and the cursing and the insane havoc of it all has embedded itself within my veins that I relish the fact that I decided to come here some 10 years ago. Although I don't know what the future holds for me, I do believe that I am destined to make my mark in this city. Raising children here might not be the best of ideas but then again it is up to the parents to ensure that their kids turn out fine and not allow them to get caught up in the craziness of city life. I've pretty much seen it all, experienced a lot of things, tasted life as I fumbled my way through the ups and downs, laughed and cried, loved and lost, dancing and crawling.... but at the end of the day, life is what you make of it. Choices are what you decide based on your upbringing and a sense of what's right and wrong. I have pretty much enjoyed my life here and I wouldn't have had it any other way. The people I've met, the things I've been through... they have all made me what I am today. All in all, in conjunction with the upcoming Hari Wilayah Persekutuan, I would like to raise an imaginary glass and say "To KL, my home away from home." Here's to many, many more years of greatness and madness...

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

of being hopeful...

It feels like the dawn of a brand new beginning watching Obama dance away with his wife to Etta James' classic At Last. Yet one can't help but wonder does he really bring hope as he steps into the Oval Office and assumes his position as the very first Black President of the United States of America. Of course when we look at it from the colour point of view, the fact that America has spoken and the result was that they wanted him as President, goes to show that they have come a long way since the days of the Ku Klux Klan. Reverend Dr Martin Luther King Jr is probably smiling away in his grave. The people have probably come a long way, but have the political scenarios changed? Or will he be another puppet on a string? I am trying to think positive and hope for the best, but is that the reality? I wonder if Obama actually realizes that the entire world is hoping for him to perform a miracle. We are in such a disastrous state everywhere that we have opted to rest our hopes on the shoulders of America's first Black President. Will it be in vain? The question remains until we actually see some changes.

On the home front, economic disaster is sweeping in although the government wants us to remain hopeful. Perhaps we won't get hit as bad as other countries. Again, we hope. It seems that we do a lot of that these days. We hope that the war in Gaza will reach an end. We hope that the economy will take a turn for the better in the near future. We hope that oil prices will continue to drop or at least not rise again. We hope that people will be more race tolerant. We hope that our children are spared from the lunatics out there who insist on killing and kidnapping and raping little kids. We hope and we hope and we continue to hope.

Sometimes people fail to realize that if we only go back to basics, things might get better. Yet we chose to complicate matters and make things difficult for those around us. Life is complicated enough as it is without us having to make it harder. If only world leaders or even you and I, would just take a minute and consider going back to basics, we might actually achieve what all the miss universe's have been preaching to us all these while; world peace. It's not that difficult, really. Just stop being selfish and power crazy. That's all it takes. God made the world big enough for all of us.

At the end of the day, after having said all I have said, another statement prevails; what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger...

Saturday, January 17, 2009

starry, starry night...

As i gaze upon the stars above,
I ask the night what is love;
The moon replies just close your eyes,
For that is where the answer lies;
I listened and did as I was told,
And patiently awaited for the answer to unfold;
My heart beat fast and suddenly I knew,
An image appeared, but of course it was you;
I gazed again upon the stars above,
And I tell the night that yes I've found love......

Thursday, January 01, 2009

of increasing numerals and decreasing sadness...

1st of January came and went. Another new year. Another list of resolutions. More crap to come. Old crap to deal with. Yet I'm grinning away like a mugcat. Hey, I'm happy. Or at least I'm trying my best to keep my spirits up and look at the glass as being half full. I'm tired of it being half empty, anyway. So my new year resolution is to be happy.

This new year kicked off with a bang. Of all my years being in KL, I have never actually attended any new year parties, with the exception of stupid countdowns in KLCC and Bukit Bintang. So this year I decided to opt for something new and joined my friends at a New Year's bash that was somewhat decent. No alcohol was served at the place, which means no drunken idiots yelling away or behaving like a moron. That was a good thing. The place was family-friendly so there were kids running around with balloons. All in all, I felt a bit old but the important thing was that I had fun. I was laughing the whole time we were there and I even got co-erced into dancing! But hey we won! There was this dancing contest for couples and my date and I decided to throw caution to the wind and just dance. We were neither a couple nor were we dancers, but I think we did okay, especially considering the fact that we had to dance to a dangdut song!

As the clock struck midnight, everyone cheered and welcomed 2009 with hordes of laughter and good feelings. Of course already feeling older than I actually am, it was only 12.30 when I started to yawn and feel extremely sleepy. So soon after that we decided to call it a night and all of us headed back. Just to prove a point that I am actually ageing, I missed the turn to my house and had to make a turn back. But despite feeling a bit old I really enjoyed myself. I felt like a working girl who's finally deserving a bit of fun after hours. Wait a minute, I am a working girl!

:-) Now after months of being a professional bummer and a part-timer, I finally got myself a permanent job! Amazing considering how much of a non-conformist I am. It's still very much hard to believe that I am now going to the office every morning and working my way through the day. But behold, what's more amazing than that is the fact that I'm actually enjoying what I do. Oh well, I guess it's about time.

Other than that, I vow to make this year better than before. Perhaps I should try to be more accommodating and less sensitive. Hmm or would that be something like asking an elephant to grow wings? But stranger things have happened! So don't lose hope just yet. I know I'm not.

To those of you who are familiar with my style of writing and with my attitude towards life, you would probably notice that this posting is a bit more cheerful and carefree than my previous writings! Well, perhaps that's the new me kicking in. I don't know. The way I see it, I've got a job I love, my family finally feels like I'm heading somewhere in life, I've got a brilliant guy in my life, my friends are great, and I'm writing again... So all in all, Alhamdulillah.

Therefore in the spirit of a brand new year, here's raising a metaphorical glass and saying, "Life is what you make of it. Keep hope alive and sooner or later your rainbow will come shining through..."

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

of misguided translations....

I was watching a Malay movie recently and one of the scenes were shot in an office area labeled as BAHAGIAN "EXTRUSION". With all the fuss being made over us not using enough Malay or not lifting Malay language up to its proper stature, you would think that those folks up in DBP would at least spend some time creating a Malay word for "extrusion"! I mean I'm sure they're pretty much resting on their laurels as it is, so why not get to work? Or just label the area as DEPARTMENT OF EXTRUSION or something, instead of wasting time on open inverted commas. I'm guessing that KAPI is not yet in the Malay lexicon, so why not make KAPI to mean extrusion? That way everybody's happy. Dontcha think?!                                          220937551_810c12a7ed