Saturday, 18 June 2011

The Fall 'Little Blessing in Disguise'

I may be too late since the movie was launched on 2006 and I just watch it several days ago. It is 'The Fall,' directed by Tarsem Singh. The main story-line is actually very simple. It tells about a stuntman who used a girl in order to help him suicide, but the extraordinary lays far beyond the main plot. It is so amazing how Tarsem wrapped the story with great imagination and turned the reality of 1920s into a kid's fantasy.

Roy Walker, played by Lee Pace, was a stuntman who got an accident and had to have his leg amputate. Unwilling to bear the fact, he lured Alexandria, a little girl who was also a patient in the same asylum as he was, to help him commit suicide. He tricked her by telling an imagery fiction, and together they put more extras to the story and made it richer and richer.

Tarsem said, there was no special effects used in filming 'The Fall.' All locations are real, they did the shooting in 18 different countries. I proudly tell, one of many is Indonesia. As I live in Indonesia, I immediately noticed the Kecak Dance from Bali in a scene.

I can find no foul in this movie; the plot, the characters, the background, the music, and of course the cinematography. I really love the many colors in the movie. Else, I should praise the young Romanian actress, Catinca Untaru. She was ten years old when she portrayed Alexandria in 'The Fall.' It is very interesting to see how she was being so honest as Alexandria, I mean she was Alexandria, as if she didn't do any acting. She was just seen as kid, cute and annoying in the same time. The other actors played very good as well. All the main characters in the adventure, Black Bandit, the Indian, Luigi the Bomber, Charles Darwin the Naturalist, and my favorite Otta Benga.

Tarsem did a very great job using metaphor in wrapping the story. Like on one scene when he exchanged Alexandria with a doll in a brain surgery. Of course it would be too scary to show a chopped head, so he just showed a doll, cut its head and voila! The surgery was done. You must see it by yourself and you'll say, i tell no lie.

Wednesday, 15 June 2011

how can you draw something looks so real,
yet it is unreal
it is called imagination
and that's what a dream is

Thursday, 19 May 2011

zonk!

saya: tadi gue makan siang sama christian sugiono dong!

teman: semeja?

saya:........

Monday, 9 May 2011

burrried by honesty

i often slapped by the fact of other people who could manage to produce good stuffs beautifully, whether it's a dance, a song, a picture, or even a piece or writing. one thing that makes me count it as a good stuff is how the man behind create it, how he or she drains his or her feeling through the thing called art, with honesty.

you can be touched by a song sang full hearted. or when someone dance her soul out. to see the difference between a beautiful honest picture and the one perfectly done only by fraud. as for writing, you can simply tell when the writer is just be honest and write what in the mind with the heart. do not care what language used, no matter how long it takes to read it all, without even trying to be smart, nor lurking for certain words to beautify it.

that is, my friend, still far far away from me writing. how much do i love to write even when i say so?

Saturday, 23 April 2011

ayah dan ganja

tadi siang, obrolan nggak penting bersama ayah mengambil topik tentang ganja.

saya: yah, kalau ngeganja sekarang udah biasa ya?
ayah: iyalah
saya: ayah pernah nyobain?
ayah: pernahlah
saya: emang rasanya kayak apa sih?
ayah: ya biasa aja, kayak rokok. kalau suka ya pake aja.

wow... ini lampu hijau atau asbun? tepuk tangan dulu deh buat ayah.
life is just like a game
when you reach upper level
you need to get better

Friday, 15 April 2011

crybaby, cry

i can easily cry on a song
sing to me those heart-breaking lyrics
play for me those slow melodies
and you could tell that i hold my breath

or else
try giving me a cartoon with sad journey
about a kid who lost his dog, or maybe his dinosaur
you may get a bucket of my tears in exchange

but never expect a single drop
when you walk into that plane
for i know it was real
and i can do nothing about it

"everyone is dying
so stop crying and now here comes the sun"
blur-sweet song