Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Very in love with 2 films lately, mainly for simple, well executed plots with yet again. simple, straighforward lovely scripts. If I'm to choose the song for these films, it's gonna be The Rolling Stones' Satisfaction. Coincidentally, or maybe not, it's used in one of the films. Oh and I forgot to introduce. C.R.A.Z.Y, a 2005 french film based in Quebec and The History Boys, a 2006 film based on the award-winning play of the same name.

Something that many would have experienced. Exams, teachers, lessons and more lessons. What's poetry reading, really? What good does literature and history do for us? I love Mr Oscar Wilde for as long as I can remember. Has he subconsciously taken a turn in my own life? A conscious or subconscious take on materialism and the uselessness of art, or plain superficiality. What makes a cynic cynical? It's never maths or physics, not entirely.
As the film provokes my two brain cells, how should we look at the holocaust? Stalin, a tyrant or a amiable leader? Can we love Hitler? Or can history actually be poetic? Put it across simple, soldiers have names too, if we actually remember. Why do history happen? The need or the want or the desire or temptation to change things, alter things, make things move. Well but what do all these mean again? Rudge did say, "How do I define history? It's just one fucking thing after another".
Embrace your outstanding moment now, my best way of commerating it. It is not just knowledge or analysis. History, a pessimistic take, would be the look of death as Camera Lucida suggests. History, again, can be nothing more but simple joy and laughters of my follies made a long time or not so long ago. Follies, no one regrets on the follies made in life. You'll love your mistakes in no time, I believe.

True image or personal identity? What can we depend on more? Dilemma, a common sticky situation where everybody deals with all the time. Oh-so-common, that they're really all the same. This choice or that, just make up your mind.
A common theme for both films, but more mentioned in The History Boys, subjunctive. The situation or feeling of 'what if'. A common moment associated with growing up or transition. An old fresh thought. Shall we be allowed to shine as we may? Or does the intensity to outshine or impress lingers so much that we fade off quietly? This balance thing drives people insane! How can we ever cope with such insanity? There's so much and too much to do!
And I say again, whatever that doesn't kill me.
For today, or for forever if you changed your mind, answers are not just answers. Facts are not just facts. Simply, what is right, can be wrong and so wrong, that I can place a price on it so big that an asteroid will hit your bedroom.
the rolling stones ~ satisfaction
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