I Don't Read You

I don't read you anymore.

when you've become too commercial to my taste.

your originality has been castrated by your capitalist mind.

I lost you when dollars has sit tight in your open arms.


I miss the honesty and the passion.
Your honesty and passion.

My Blueberry Nights

A movie by Wong Kar Wai.
the name's familiar, but never once see his work. My Blueberry Nights was my first. And, the hell with every 'top critics' think, I love My Blueberry Nights with its' simplicity and idiosyncrasy as an arthouse item. I love Jude Law as Jeremy. He switched his womenizer and suave british persona to an average bloke in New York with a touch of british accent, and that makes him much more delicious! =D

The story of My Blueberry Nights is simple and people may think its cliche.

Elizabeth (norah jones) played a brokenhearted lady in New York, crashed into a corner cafe owned by Jeremy (Jude Law). She happened to talk her hearts out to Jeremy, and connection developed between the two. it began with a jar of abandoned keys and a pan of abandoned blueberry pie. Then Lizzie took a roadtrip across the states and met people with their deepest sadness. In Memphis, she met Arnie, the lonely drunk abandoned by her gorgeous ex-wife Rachel Weisz. The trip continues to Nevada where she met Leslie (Natalie Portman), the spoiled daughter of a rich dad in Nevada who later is abandoned by the Dad. During the year where she parted with Jeremy and only hang-on to those several days of their rendezvous nights in Jeremy's cafe, Lizzie continues to update Jeremy by her letters. Until in the end, the only place she can go back to, was Jeremy's.

Overall, the script and story line is not deep for cannes item. However, to me, the cinematography scores the top rank of an arthouse item, without doubt! Darius Khondji was the cinematographer, apparently, he's the Great in his field. and he's part french. Why i considered him being french is significant factor?

Because now I know why My Blueberry Nights has slightly Amelie's ambiance. or a frenchy touch, if you to generalize it. :)

The colors they picked, are unique and expressive towards the emotion they wish to represent. I love when they cut the kissing scene and moved to a whole screen of melted vanilla ice cream on a blueberry pie. Yes, it's a femme-flick.

Those who enjoyed Across the Universe and Amelie, You'll love this pick.

My Blueberry Nights by Wong Kar Wai.

I HATE WEDNESDAY!

I EFFIN HATE WEDNESDAY!!!!
ITS SHITE!

FUCK YOURSELF

Wednesday wish

if i were to wish Wednesday to be mine, will this be granted?

the last Wednesday wish was unpretty sight.

I wish Wednesday to be mine.
it's my early christmas wish
tho i don't celebrate.

the paper balls post

Reading her last post in Melbourne over and over.
Made me sad.



and that was on April 20, 2008.

Laskar Pelangi

mimpi adalah kunci
untuk kita menaklukkan dunia
berlarilah tanpa lelah
sampai engkau meraihnya


Laskar Pelangi.
Where to begin?

The book of the same title by Andrea Hirata. The belitung boy.
I've mentioned the book previously.
The idea is inspiring, however, in terms of writing, some parts i lost interest.
(FYI, and I'm not the only one who say this)

Now, THE MOVIE.

by the duet Miles and Riri Riza.
SPECTACULAR! Best Movie of the Year without a doubt! It makes Ayat-Ayat Cinta like shit. *pardon my french

I'm surprised how they visualize the book into an awesome movie. Well, lets skip the added commercial scenes to spice things up. by that I meant, Tora's.

The movie overall can really play your emotion. Hands up who cried during AAC's dying scene? Trust me. They're nothing compared to the ENTIRE scenes of LP. I hold my breath just to hold my eyes from crying. Weird, I know. but it works. *LOL

and the place. Belitung.
OH. MON. DIEU.
No wonder the Dutch invaded us for hundreds of years. HEY, Indonesia itu indah ya! SANGAT.
We have nature that beyond the imaginable. It's very unfortunate that we locals don't even see it and worst, never preserve it to be our precious treasure. pity us.

The beat-up shack they called school can look so artistic on the land of belitung. Don't believe? See the movie. Look closely. Who would think that beat-up shack can look so graceful under the bright blue sky without any smokes of pollution around. The boys Laskar Pelangi and the teacher, chasing rainbows. With such clear sky, you'd find easy to say hi to rainbows up above. With those clean white sand, who would wanna wear shoes everyday? The nature hold you tight with its' beauty. on the other hand, people torn it apart without loving it back. i'm off topic.

Best scenes for me were:
-) Ikal lost A-ling and the whole world feels like crumbled down (and literally, that it is - i.e. the items at the shop fell down! oh the heartbreak! *LOL)
-) the Asmat dance, and how Mahar cleverly not wear the 'itchy necklace' and be the head of tribe. all his eccentrics made me laugh anyway. :)
-) Lintang told Ikal why he went to school (this is after bu Mus took leave of absent from school and school's out for a week). *sob sob
-) Lintang holding his sister and be the head of the family. Farewelled the school and everyone. *tears!

A quote I love from the movie, of Pak Har's:"Jangan cepat menyerah. Hiduplah untuk memberi sebanyak-banyaknya, bukan menerima sebanyak-banyak nya"

The words where it hits.
Jangan cepat menyerah.
I'm not saying personally about me. But when you hear the words and you see those kids (as they were in their characters), you'd feel like ten of thousands of fists hitting you at the same time. nyesek bok! Those kids - mahar, ikal, and lintang - can bring out the characters so well. I'm in love with mahar with his eccentric. I'm torn for Lintang because of his fate. and I envy ikal, for being ikal (having Lintang to forever inspire him).

I take my words. I salute Andrea Hirata.
and Miles.
and Riri Riza.

for reminding us that 'there are less unfortunates than us out there. why whinge constantly!' =D
outweigh the good than the bad.

Be Lintang. keep the spirit alive within yourselves and to others.
Be 'lil Mahar. eccentric don't always mean weirdo.
Be Ikal. keep focusing on the aim, and you'll reach it eventually.

menarilah dan terus tertawa
walau dunia tak seindah surga
bersyukurlah pada Yang kuasa
cinta kita di dunia


Nidji made the perfect ending.
it's like mengejar matahari all over again, the hit song as the closing credit... you'd feel your emotion being muck around. the drama flashback from where it began.
-- mimpi-mimpi anak SD Muhammadiyah Belitung. Anak-anak yang dengan keterbatasannya bisa mencapai mimpinya dengan termotivasi dari sang bunda guru yang tanpa lelah memberi kesempatan mereka untuk memulai. something we've lost since the world starts aging.

Bold is THE Blackberry

What's the it gadget in Jakarta nowadays?


Yes.
Blackberry.

Everybody want one.
thinking it as necessity in life.

well, I used to dream on keeping it safe in my purse too.
but the dream has VANISHED!

why,
1. because everyone in JAKARTA wants it. I don't wanna follow trend.
2. because she said I might not have a life after work hours! think of it this way, the boss CANT ask you to do much work when you're already at home cos you can give her plenty reasons to refuse. you can't resist with all those connecting access of blackberry, now can you? :)

but basically, I don't wanna be fed by Jakartans' gadget-minded lifestyle!


HEY YOU!
NOT ALL PEOPLE NEED BLACKBERRY, YOU HEAR!

korea

I'm listening to soppy K-Pop just to feeling nostalgic about Melbourne.
Whilst i should be listening to either katie noonan, george, or even missy higgins.







if reading carefully from few of previous posts, you'll see how i randomly switch mood in a jiff.
see where im having conflict with myself?
*sigh


there ya go complaints! *grinning like morons

World: Will the real Barack Obama please stand up?

2008-11-06 00:00:00
Meidyatama Suryodiningrat, The Jakarta Post, Jakarta

Is he Barack or Barry? Obama or Soetoro? On the campaign trail, John McCain once referred to him as "that one". As of Wednesday, he is "the one".

Obamania swept the world as giddily as an American Idol contest. He attained iconic status for his composed veneer, compelling delivery and eloquence becoming of a Harvard graduate.

His campaign team ingeniously juxtaposed a platform of "hope" over the Republican message of "fear".

After eight years of fearmongering, Americans ultimately voted for hope.

All is good and well tonight in America. Camelot is reborn, shades of the Kennedy and early Clinton years rekindled.

Indonesians were just as enamored as the rest of the world. An upsurge fueled by sentimentality over rationality.

A deluge of local features highlighted Obama's "brief" presence in Central Jakarta as distant cousins, old schoolmates and grade-school teachers used up their 15 minutes of fame to propagate Obamania through the faded childhood memory of America's 44th president-elect.

While Indonesians can't get enough of tales of the young Barry running around eating bakso in Menteng, Obama since the campaign began in January has been fleeting of his time here.

One brief remark of Indonesia has ever been recorded, and even his foreign policy briefs are elusive of reference to Indonesia or even Southeast Asia.

Barry may just have forgotten about his time in the world's largest archipelago.

Or perhaps, to placate a phobic electorate, chose to gloss over his experience among the world's largest Muslim population.

Recall how two Muslim women in headscarves were removed from standing in the televised background during an Obama rally by overzealous campaign workers.

Elections are all about appeasing domestic constituents. To the discerning foreign observer the conclusion, for now, is that he is an American leader, not a global one.

Obama's lament during the Democratic Party Convention that American factories were being shipped abroad is consistent with his party's ideology and his own platform that smells strangely of protectionism.

He dropped strong hints questioning the value of free trade with Asian partners, contending that limited access to these markets did not compensate for American job losses.

He has threatened to slash billions of dollars in tax breaks to U.S. companies who move their operations overseas, while pledging to ensure public contracts are awarded to companies committed to American workers.

In fact it was Obama who as Senator helped introduce the Patriot Employer Act last year, which provides tax credits to companies that maintain or increase the number of full-time workers in America relative to those outside the U.S.

Obama has specifically made clear his dislike of the North American Free Trade Agreement and the Central American Free Trade Agreement as they presently stand.

On foreign policy, the Obama camp has lauded a new era of multilateral cooperation distinct from that of the Bush administration.

Nevertheless strategic fundamentals will not change.

On the Palestine-Israel issue, a subject both Indonesians and Americans are passionate about, Obama will not deviate from the traditional U.S. stance.

Though supporting a two-state solution, he maintains that America's first and incontrovertible commitment in the Middle East is to Israeli security.

He has called for beefed-up military aid packages to Israel, including a joint missile defense system for the Jewish state.

A key pledge Obama has made has been the military's withdrawal from Iraq.

It will be a move welcomed around the world, since the U.S. should not have invaded in the first place.

But the narrative of withdrawal thus far has been self-servingly American rather than for the good of Iraqis.

Obama's logic seems simply that America lost, and now it is better to run away than pay the long-term consequences of involvement in Iraq.

Forcing the Iraqi government to take control before they are ready, muscling Iraqis to pay for the reconstruction, and abandoning security to a nascent Iraqi force is irresponsible.

Whether at the local china shop or in Iraq,
the pottery-barn rule applies equally: You break it, you fix and pay for it!


For now, Obama offers much hope but not yet enough change.

http://www.thejakartapost.com/detailheadlines.asp?fileid=20081106.B06&irec=5


I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE her choice of words! Really SPOT ON!
I kinda feel that him being elected 44th President US is mostly based on Sentimentality.
Ain't that what presidency election is mostly about?
for mere citizen without any politic background, what else would we choose someone for presidency?

my cousin once said, i chose him (whoever him is) first because I like his personality. thats my priority when election comes.

hm.
back again to character's persona. it's psychology.
who ever play their best to charm their audience, they're the winner.

politics and hollywood are only thin-ice different, I'd say.

Meidyatama Suryodiningrat speaks from a very rational point of view. She's not saying because Barack once spent his brief childhood here in Indonesia, hence, he'd be pro-Indonesia and that we're saved from whatever governmental burden we have on our shoulders.

To our hope (at least, mine) his relations to Indonesia would eventually give chance for US to open their eyes and see that Indonesia IS a real country and BALI is not a separate territory or separate government from Indonesia. Please. to the least, we can clear that up in the States, can't we? :)

Clearing up economic chaos won't be as easy as marching armies to the other part of the world, as bush did. the economy wouldn't break even though billion armies stood guard on every corner of the states.

Him:
Being harvard graduate, have experiences exploring outside the states, and not the common race winning the politics' chair, should:
Think rationally,
not emotionally.
head, not heart.

war on terror is dead.

if there's one thing we can learn from Miss Universe pageant is that
"peace on earth" is uproaring.

see, blonde don't always play dumb.

Obama, it's okay kok to be blonde-ish at one time. *grin

Whatever reason people chose Obama, I'm still happy that Bush is dead.
phew.. gladly get that outta my chest.


DingDong the evil is dead.

Melbourne

im feeling melancholic when read or hear or say or see something related to melbourne.
i still miss its' blue sky with all its' dodgy weather
i miss exploring the city
i miss the small alleys and little boutiques
i miss the LATTES and CHAI LATTES!
i crave their gourmet cheese and sandwiches!
believe it or not, their hawkers sushi taste better than the sushi we have here in top-notch restaurants!

i miss the morning breeze and listening to fox fm or any crackin' jokes on radio.

i missed my old routines.

I missed routines.
believe it or not, year by year in Oz has its' common routines (nationally). and that's one of the thing i miss.

I'm happy for America!

Celebrate good times,come on! (Let's celebrate)
Celebrate good times, come
on! (Let's celebrate)

There's a party goin' on right here
celebration to last throughout the years
So bring your good times, and your
laughter too
We gonna celebrate your party with you



Wah i never thot i'd say this..
I'm trully trully from the deepest of my heart, happy for America.
lebay ya? LOL

CONGRATULATIONS AMERICA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
it's time for you to actually act on changes!
good on you.


Barack Obama - History in the making.
the 1st out of the other 43 of his predecessors.
can you imagine how many times he'd be mentioned in schools, museums and history books???????

i can only say, WOW.

current state










I have to find my reason to stay!

i want to see art



I WANT

TO SEE

THEATRES/MUSICALS/GALLERIES/ART HOUSES!!!!
where where where????????????


ah this uncultured city!

freedom Freedom FREEDOM!

Seeing Facebook, I remember what I miss most.

I miss the freedom of living for yourself.

selfish, maybe.
at least I'm free.

Freedom,
Freedom,
Freedom
You've got to give for what you take
Freedom,
Freedom,
Freedom
You've got to give for what you take
Yea you've got to give for what you, give for what you give


yeah, george Michael at his prime. LOLz


*sigh I miss Melbourne too much with Facebook online everyday :(
so what say we? SHUT DOWN facebook?

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