Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Self-consciousness.

This is where I spend 14 hours of my life, in a week, at. It's a digital library stocked with every title of mandatory-film-school-
must-watch movies (and guilty pleasures such as six full seasons of SATC, The Office, CSI and every other tv series you can think of) Kinda like working in Kim's video store down at St. Marks... (minus the hipsters, and the steep deposit/membership fee) I really like my job.

OK, random cerita for the day.
I cannot help but feel very self-conscious right now - thanks to the comment Anonymous made to my previous post (regarding the remake of Shutter) Err... hi, and because it's almost 1.30 am I can't seem to muster a clever and clear rebuttal for my take on Hollywood Horror Bastardizations - I'll have to write about that later. Or maybe after I get the chance to watch it. Hopefully. But indefinitely.

Anyway. All classes have halted to make way for our production period, which has gone into full swing with the completion of Steve's film last Tuesday (in which I was director of photography) It went smoothly, but because his story is loaded with dialogue driven characters, it wasn't as interesting to shoot... unfortunately. I guess I shouldn't be complaining since nobody else asked me to shoot their films :( But I wish I had the chance to shoot something more visually interesting - well I guess I could have done that with his film, but I just wasn't connecting to the story (a wife suspects her Middle Eastern-religion-
denouncing-husband's cousin is a terrorist... now how could I have possibly been visually excited about that?) *BIG SIGH*

My roomate's classmate just passed away this morning, I really didn't know how to deal with her, and her friend coming over and bawling, so I just idly went on doing my daily random routines. News and the very mention of death will never cease to stun and shock and humble and frighten me - in many, many ways.

Why is it that the very idea of dying is extremely and completely terrifying?
I pray that when it comes to my time to die (w'allahu'allam when, and where) I want to be happy and content, knowing that I've done some good (and maybe, some justice too) in this world (this world which is like a tiny, tangible spectrum in an endless, unmeasurable universe)


*(beat)

My eyelids are wavering. Tomorrow is going to be a long day, as I'll be helping the crew transferring equipment from Queens to Jersey, and pre-lighting for Kiel's shoot (I'm gaffer a.k.a Head Electrician) And on a lighter, less morbid note - Friday we turn one year, and because he's such a great big liar ("there isn't a need for cards.. or presents") I got caught off guard with a package containing a back issue of KLue, a card filled with hearts and carefully written words, and an 8G flashdisk filled with more than a hundred snapshots of Gondry the Big Fat Kitty. Indulgent as I might sound, he is just super. Super electric.

Now, sleep.

* (beat) a screen writing jargon I believe, which means the character waits for a moment, or pauses for a thought - creating a dramatic moment (either an emotional transition/moment of decision or realization), also allowing audience to understand the scene and take in what's actually happening.



Wednesday, March 12, 2008

I AM VERY, VERY ANGRY.

My favourite Thai horror film has been bastardized by Hollywood and is being released NEXT WEEK.


It makes me really mad. Why do they have to spoil every single AMAZING ASIAN HORROR FILM ever BEEN MADE?!?

WHY??? WHY!?!?!
ERGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH.

Sangat benci.
PS/ Hi Fizah! - insyaAllah balik bulan Jun! Tak tau la ape yg Mo kasi kucing saye makan sampai jadi gemok gedempol camtu!! :P
Hi Hanna! - I KNOW WHO IT IS! I do, I do I do!!! OMG I SO HAVE TO GET ONLINE to talk to you!! Soon ok. Make sure you're not busy at work or too sleepy to talk to me!!!



Sunday, March 09, 2008

This weekend..

I have been a happy, lucky camper.
I had three free meals over the weekend: Wendy's for lunch at Steve's, Chinatown for dinner with weird, zany Chinese landlady and homemade lasagna at Juanita's just now.

I also managed to:
1) Watch Joe's 3 Extremes, Oldboy and Paranoid Park (reviews later if rajin)
2) Finish my script
3) Submit my documentary
4) Shot-list for Steve's film next week, in which I will be shooting

However, I did not :
1) Clean up the fridge which is an uber mess with empty plastic bags
2) Do my weekly grocery shopping
3) Go to the gym
4) Do my laundry - hence now I'm re-wearing worn clothes

I found a gem amidst Little Italy/Chinatown - it is a fully furnished closet.. I mean, room, for 675USD - to be shared with a Swedish actor (how very convenient!) and only 15 minutes to school via Elizabeth St (which I very much love)

Unfortunately and sadly enough, after spending 2 hours getting acquainted with the landlady, she's giving it to a 38 year old PHD student coming from Beijing.

Sigh. So the search continues.

Saturday, March 01, 2008

Bodohnya!!

Sometimes my mouth spouts out words faster before my brain can digest/comprehend.

"My pak tam besar bf is coming to stay for his spring break. Would you mind?"

"How long is he going to be here?"
"Until Friday."
"That's a week!"
"Well, no.. only from tomorrow (which is a Sunday) until Friday."
"That's like, a week!!!"
"No.. a week is like until next Sunday.. this is only until Friday. And we'll be mostly out during the day, and will only be back at night."

WELL. Who is the one taking 18 credit hours and working 14 hours a week and is hardly AT home except at night when SLEEP is required, and who is the one doing 12 credit hours with all the time in the world to go to the gym every night and take afternoon NAPS?!?!?



Memang nak lempang and say bladi hell I don't want to wake up to moaning sounds of you and your Pak Tam Besar bf making out or doing stuff you should be doing in a room (GELI SIAL) but these words came out before I even knew what I was saying.

"Um. OK."

I can only kick myself right now. And bang my head against the wall.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGHHHHHHHHHH.
Like school wasn't already so stressful enough, now I have to bear Geli/Meng-psychokan Hidup Public Displays of Affection of my roomie and her Pak Tam Besar bf.