Location: 3AM, sitting up in bed
Music: make your getaway? But I’m still holding on
With nods to Sabatoa.
So the movie I saw last week was Cashback; sorta like a dirtier, British, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind – sci-fi but not really sci-fi.
- Fellas, there are lots of (tasteful) nude girlies throughout the film.
- Ladies, it’s a love story.
Something for all, really.
The story’s about this guy that’s got insomnia but finds he can control time, or at least thinks he can. Watching it, kept thinking to myself that I’d thought this or that and gone through this or that.
Funny, we all think that our things’re idiosyncratic to ourselves and we find they’re not at all.
On another topic of visual entertainment, have been catching The Pacific here and there.
My younger very, very pro-Asian friends take umbrage with the pro-American/anti-Japanese nature of the film.
Wanna strangle them.
One thing that annoys me – and I’m sure them too – is being called Chinese if they’re Japanese; Japanese if they’re Korean; Korean if they’re Vietnamese; etc. We’re not all the same.
But it cuts both ways.
So to my young, misinformed Chinese friend, don’t get all up in my face about how the Americans were brutal to the Japanese. If not for the Americans, they wouldn’tve stopped at four million Chinese.
Me: And you don’t know your history.
YASYCTAI: Get your teeth cleaned. I wanna make out with someone if only cause my teeth feel amazing. (60 mins/2 pts)