-Watching Dvorak's Symphony No.7 in D minor by MPO last night!
Here I will say I never knew there would be so many cute slash hot guys watching a classical performance! Oh I must go again, even just to ogle. Anyway we saw celloist Han-Na Chang in her solo which I found out afterwards that she was a grammy nominee! And the finale was violently swift and exciting :) And the cute guy in the second violins!
Here's me with a camera phone photo because no recording devices allowed and being patriotic at the same time!-Reading The Little Prince by Antoine Saint-Exupery! I have the version with the most innocent looking illustrations and lustrous paper which glows like a child's book in disguise :)
-Highlight of this post whereby I will sound ridiculously frivolous but
Slumdog Millionarie is the best movie I have seen so far in the last 8 weeks. Or will see. No wonder The Curious Case of Benjamin Button lost to it. And not because Dev Patel (who plays Jamal - main protagonist in the movie) is only eighteen and british (!!!) and stunningly attractive in his ordinary 'chaiwalla boy' demeanour and his painful sympathy for life, and not because Freida Printo who plays Lakita and has to-die-for eyelashes, but because it's about winning Do You Want To Be A Millionaire and knowing the answers because moments of your life has been through those questions!
And you can hear him let slip his slight Brit accent in the movie which is totally forgivable (who would ever mind a brit accent, seriously) while answering who made the first revolver! Really. And not before forgetting to stay true to the true Indian tradition with the must-have dance scene jinggle tinggle in the credits hehehe they looked so cute!
Now I will be serious and talk about the movie itself with dusty scenes of poverty and decay in India that appeared glorifying (despire being ironic here); the brief poking fun at Amnesty International and the distance one travels throughout his entire life before he realises that everything can be mapped out to the past and future.
In all honesty, it is terrible truths that happen in reality that is commandeering the movie; the violence the torture for money the risks you do for money to earn a living, by scraping to stay alive and the entire humanity and its faith is put out there against a status in the world.
And the perfect opportunity is a reality game show, the appeal and lust contending against Jamal's previous life with choices... and love. The cast was superb, the chaiwalla boys were brilliant, and the enemies did as enemies should do. It is now my current favourite movie!
Now I will be serious and talk about the movie itself with dusty scenes of poverty and decay in India that appeared glorifying (despire being ironic here); the brief poking fun at Amnesty International and the distance one travels throughout his entire life before he realises that everything can be mapped out to the past and future.
In all honesty, it is terrible truths that happen in reality that is commandeering the movie; the violence the torture for money the risks you do for money to earn a living, by scraping to stay alive and the entire humanity and its faith is put out there against a status in the world.
And the perfect opportunity is a reality game show, the appeal and lust contending against Jamal's previous life with choices... and love. The cast was superb, the chaiwalla boys were brilliant, and the enemies did as enemies should do. It is now my current favourite movie!
The cast at the Golden Globe's!
End of my amateur opinions about the movie because now everyone must watch it mustmustmust you will love it! And now I need to buy the novel which the film is based on!
As with happy things, there are sad things
-No picnics :(
-Eight weeks and time is ticking
-Soon you’ll forget me you’ll forget that you’ve asked me questions I choose to avoid and you’ll forget me by default not by choice and I will slip away as though I have struck you as memories in an amnesic patient and you won't remember you will forget me
Last thing
-I will now go talk in a sexy Brit accent thank you very much
-Happy Birthday Hsien Yoong :)
As with happy things, there are sad things
-No picnics :(
-Eight weeks and time is ticking
-Soon you’ll forget me you’ll forget that you’ve asked me questions I choose to avoid and you’ll forget me by default not by choice and I will slip away as though I have struck you as memories in an amnesic patient and you won't remember you will forget me
Last thing
-I will now go talk in a sexy Brit accent thank you very much
-Happy Birthday Hsien Yoong :)
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