trip to the movies (lifted from my blogspot account whose password I failed to recover)

star wars ( revenge of the sith) 

My trip to the movies two Sundays ago was a tribute to the closing of a childhood myth. I have steeled myself to never watch the last installment of the Star Wars saga because the space wars even in my childhood had no appeal to me at all. But the Force or the so-called P.R. drumbeatings made me troop to the cinema.

The fee was all worth it, it turned out. Hayden Christensen was a beauty, the lightsabers duel was astonishing, the space battles were made to look at least far off from pixelated computer games. There maybe some really unforgivable loopholes on the way the story was told but it was all forgiven. I was then, a bit recuperating from fever and the Force healed me because after the movie, I was again at the pink of health.

The movie experience I had last Sunday and Monday, was far from my worthwhile viewing rendezvous the last time. I have opted to watch La Visa Loca. If producers really poses itself as a comedy film, they could have thought of a funny title. Punning a Ricky Martin hit and an Osang movie is definitely uninventive.

 la visa loca

Jess Huson is the main character who personifies most of us who have American Dreams. His dream had brought him to the lenght that he mocks and humiliates himself. The film is both remembered for its depiction of our innermost longing with both pain and humor. Whatever comes first is barely recognizable. But it is apt that the pull of migration is due to the fact that we continue to escape the "kwaresma" of the Philippines. In the failure of it, as it is bound for a lot us, we always will have the humor to make us live. If anyone finds the movie funny, maybe his life had been the same. Jess may be a lowly driver in the movie but he, in real life can be a nursing student, an M.D. who takes up nursing, a chatter who dreams to be a mail-order bride.

I was not able to finish the movie. I did not know what happened to Jess. But does it really matter?

bikini open

I also have seen the last outing of Jeffrey Jeturian who I am a believer of. The sex part of this comedy had been gravely sanitized to suit the qualities of an SM-friendly-movie. And we begin to imagine that capitalism is becoming blatant is its control of what the public should see. The future of the movies will be a Disney movie. So I have not seen the Seiko movie I came to the theater for. The movie comments on the exploitation of media all in the name of the ratings game. And hapless are the subjects who are dragged into the national television with their lives exposed.

The heart is present but its execution was poorly done. Lines were vintage gay beauty pageant boo-boos left unpolished. There are no memorable oneliners that one can utilize for future use to fake witticisms. It is disheartening for sex siren Francine Prieto to have uttered just one line all throughout the movie. Or she maybe be thanking the writers of sparing her of the burden to memorize.

The CEB may have its good intention on proper places in giving tax rebates for Filipino films. To save the moribund cinema industry may be the moving force of their generosity. But I clamor for more discriminate rating. If that would their models of an A and B rated film, then movies in this part of the world are clearly deteriorating.
But I would still be in a constant vigil for more quality films to come. I may lose some faith but well, not entirely.