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| I love rhetorical questions...
anyway, onto my insane gibbering!
something called me back to xanga yesterday, it was neither the wind nor the wand, it was neither the voices in my head or the satanic whisperings in my mind, it was something else! it was like a tugging the heart, but it wasn't a heart attack, or a stroke. It was more like an urge, but not like those to number one or number two! it was a dull ache in the chest, not as intense as heartburn but stronger than the gaseous feeling you get after eating a burrito.
so now that i'm back, I would like to take this blog to write down my deepest, most intimate secret. Please don't tell anyone about what you're about to read. This is strictly between you and me (and the rest of the internet). I was the one that conceived and filmed "two girls one cup". Shocked? not as shock as what I will tell you next! I am
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| thoughts.
about that...lately with the free times I've accumulated through my summer vacation, I've had the opportunities to partake in a little something I like to call "thinking". yep...a whole lot of it too.
and, like many other times in which I divulge in such activity, something came out of it: more questions...
so...today I Thien Ho would like to get you to involve in a little activity called..."lets ponder about stuff"
first question; "If a person is waiting for us behind a bush, with a knife, and they stabbed us...why should we care?"
uhmmm yeah...the next question will come soon enough...
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I don't usually write critiques on movies, because I feel that everyone has a different taste and people don't always share opinions. However, I just Have to write a critique on Journey From the Fall. Seriously people, Go Watch This Movie! no But If Maybe, or whatever! just go! uh uh uh! just go! just go! sheesh! go! Now! stop reading this! Go!
Anyway...I've heard a lot about the movie but never really made plans to watch it. I was hesitant to go and watch a tear jerker, most definitely one that would involve war and injustices (I can't stand watching injustice). My Dad on the other hand have been anxious to watch this movie. On Saturday the whole family congregated for a family lunch, when out of a whim my dad decided to head to the theater for a movie experience. Instantly I had that uncomfortable feeling in my guts, you know the feeling you get when you're about to do something that you don't want...The feeling carried on all the way through the intro, right onto the chaotic scene of the Saigon falling under the invasion of the communist regime. But, fortunately that's about as far as the feeling got, then somewhere along the first 10 min, it was no longer there, replacing it were sympathy and heart wrench. I believe because most of the actors actually went through the ordeal being portrayed on the screen therefore their acting was superb. I could taste their plight, writhe in their anguish, and consumed in their hatred. The scenes were short, and onto the points, the story was well written, hard to follow at first, but came together beautifully in the end. You could see clearly the theme of death and rebirth through out the movie, carefully by the play of camera, noticing that you never see the sky until near the end. When the pressure is lifted and the sense of relief enveloped you.
Anyway, I cried like a little bitch during the whole movie. This is coming from a guy who didn't cry when bambi mom got shot, or during old yeller, or the titanic (maybe i was too young back then or maybe the movie just wasn't enthralling as this movie).
Whatever you do, go watch this movie, serriously, watch it, and when you watch it, i want you to know that the events in the movie are 100% accurate, and that the real stories are actually 10 times worst than what the movie portrayed.
actually this brought up another point. Some ignorant bastard wrote a review on this movie and said it was a "dramatic reenactment" and that "it inflates the truth"....Ew! did you smell something? what a load of bullshit! where did you get that idea from? sigh...serriously, that review was nothing but a direct attack upon the whole vietnamese community. It's basically saying that we all are liars and that the events that we have lived through are nothing but a bunch of lies, it's like saying the holocaust never happened. Why would anyone go and write something like that? do you have proves? were you there when it happened? did you do some research? actually interviews? where did you get your information from? or is it simply an ASSumption? because if you were to interview everyone that came here about their ordeals, i assure you that the stories you hear will be much much worst than what was shown in the movie. Please don't write disrespectful statements based on assumptions. 3 out of 5 "reeducation camp" prisoners dies, the other 2 happens to includes my dad, how are you going to tell me that the friends that my dad lost in prison are just figment of his imagination? Are you going to say that the scars that my dad bears are nothing but self inflicted wounds? anyway...some people...blah...
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| reality hits,
faster than the fastest speeding bullet,
more shocking than 1 million Megawatts of pure power,
and everything stop,
the mind instinctively slam on the brake and put everything on first gear,
slowly it trickles in,
first comes the facts,
I'm an idiot,
My hair sucks,
then the questions trickles in,
slowly at first,
what was i thinking?
why did i let him cut my hair?
what was wrong with my hair in the first place?
why didn't i just trim it?
then more questions race through my head,
and the panic sets in,
and the mind goes to second gear,
oh crap, what am i going to do now?
should i wear a hat?
should i just save my head then?
should i wear a wig?
why did i Cut my hair?!?!?!
omgad! omgad! omgad!
damn it! what the hell was i thinking?
man, maybe i can change time?
like that guy in hero...
i haven't watched hero for a long time...
anyway where was i?
right!
I got a hair cut, and it sucks...
the end...
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| I failed to see the point in putting someone down in order to make yourself sound smart.
I failed to see the point in being angry at someone and not telling them what they did wrong.
I failed to see the point of using violence upon another human being.
I failed to see the point of trying to act cool.
I failed to see the point of intentionally hurting someone either with words or physical violence.
I failed to see the point of trying to assert your superiority over other people.
I failed to see the point in wasting your life with instant gratifications.
I failed to see the point of hurting yourself by not being honest.
I failed to see the point of fear of rejection.
I failed to see the point of blaming others for your mistakes.
I failed to see the point in not thinking before you speak.
I failed to see the point of popularity contests.
I failed to see the point of worshiping celebrities.
I failed to see the point of hiding from the world.
I failed to see the point of thinking that you are lower than another human being.
I failed to see the point of being affected to other people's opinions.
I failed to see the point of letting someone else say what you can and cannot do.
If I were you, I wouldn't give a crap about what people say, because what do people know? I wouldn't careless if angelina jollie had baby, unless i'm the father of the baby, because she's just another mortal on this earth, and i'm sure that if she took a crap it would stink just like anyone's else. If i were you, I wouldn't let people say that i'm not as good as them, because I know that the only person who can judge you is God. If i were you I wouldn't put people down in order to make myself look better in front of other people, because frankly i don't give a crap about what people think about me. If i were you i wouldn't get mad at another person and not tell them what they did wrong, because that's not helping anyone...you should always tell people what they did wrong, so they can fix their mistakes! if you keep being mad at them, that doesn't solve anything, useless emotions.
well anyway the general underlying themes here is that: people are idiots
and i know it contradict itself because you are also a person and so you are also an idiot.
don't listen to what other people say, and especially don't listen to what I say...
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