Going back to this blog after seven months, I am feeling an intense wave of secondhand embarrassment. It’s just weird because in almost all of my previous film reviews it’s always me trying to say something clever; looking intently for something I’d miss until I found something interesting in someone else’s review, which is pretty …
So yeah, Kumiko the Treasure Hunter. The plot sounds quite like a surreal fantasy film: a socially disconnected women living a dreadfully dull city life in Tokyo sets for a quest in search of a treasure she saw on Fargo.
“Who killed the world?”
One of my biggest regret of the year is seeing Insidious: Chapter 3 in the theater instead of Mad Max: Fury Road. The story sets in a post-apocalyptic world run by a tyrant overlord, Immortan Joe.
Max Rockatansky, a man haunted by the ghosts of his past, finds himself in an odd situation: being caught and preserved as a human blood supply for Immortan Joe’s crazy war cult. He escaped from a truck chase mission, and ending up aiding the escape of the five wives of Immortan Joe to The Green Place, initiated by Imperator Furiosa.
Even before the year approached an end, the public dubbed Fury Road as the best action movie of the year. After finally seeing it yesterday (thanks to Torrent!), I wholeheartedly agree. The movie was a hell-raising, two-hour thrill of rough action, full of aesthetically pleasing giant trucks, and even more beautiful truck chase scene on a desert plane, satisfying engine growls, memorable catchphrases, and splatters of red blood on the yellow sand. You don’t need to see the previous installments to jump in the bandwagon–though now I’m rather curious about the rest of them.
Another thing to be excited about this movie, is that it celebrates women empowerment as much as explosions and flame-throwing guitar shredding.
The Film Stage put up their top 30 films of the year so far, and I’m going to watch them all and write about what I think of them. No one gave me an actual challenge or anything. I just invented it to keep myself productive in the midst of the sleep-deprived, sluggish haze that seems …
It’s time I get back to my not-very-special specialty: reviewing.
I can’t say I have a really good music taste or whatever. I rarely spend time exploring new music because I love my library too much already and I’m too lazy for it. But every once in a while I’ll accidentally found new music to obsess over for a few months or so. Lately I haven’t been listening to anything other than two albums: How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful by Florence and the Machine, and Fleet Foxes’ self-titled album. I even made a playlist on my phone that only contains these two beautiful gems.
They might have a lot of winter elements in them than summer, but screw it, I came across these on a sad warm summer night, therefore I declare these summer records.
I found out Florence and the Machine around last year from their hit songs Shake It Out and No Light, No Light. Their previous album, Ceremonials, was the one that really caught me. Florence has her soul poured out in every of her song, something that kind of stays with you. It was grandeur, over-the-top, an eclectic mix of church choirs and tribal sounds. In a word, otherworldly. How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful was a bit different. It still got her old sounds, but the purpose was no longer to create something big. This time, she aims for honesty. It lays her emotions bare for us all to see: she releases her anger completely on tracks like What Kind of Man, showing her delicate side on St Jude and Long & Lost, and accepting her fears and weakness on Third Eye, Hiding, and Delilah.
Deciding on the URL, title and tagline of a blog was one of the hardest decision I had to make, a couple of times over the year. I used to change them like I change my sheets (which is kind of often since I bring snacks to my bed all the time). Ideally, our titles and taglines embody the spirit of our blog. Our philosophy. It has to be original and catchy, while still hits home. But it’s really hard for me to settle for one thing in a long run–cause I’m sooo changeable and I still hasn’t figured out the right word that has a ring to it yet.
But you might have noticed that I’ve already got one yet.
And no, it’s not a typo.
So it’s been awhile. I’m terribly guilty for leaving this blog to gather dust for almost a month. Lots of things has happened meanwhile; the finals, me rushing up to finish Clash of Kings and the entire Civil War event, me crying about the episodes of Game of Thrones every week, film shoots, and me …
My class has finished our Sociology syllabus, so yesterday we got around and discussed some gender issues. Cue the drumroll!
For me, Sociology has been the most-awaited subject every week since the 10th grade. People and the way they relate to others has always intrigued me. Moreover, the fact that they have all these theories to explain everything we do, socially. The studies are relatively simple and relatable, since it’s basically what we do everyday. The other reason is probably because I’m not the most sociable kid in your year–I even find it hard to interact with my fellow classmates. It’s like I love the idea of human interaction, but not quite on doing so. Studying sociology makes me feel less reclusive and kind of just be… in the middle of society.
Of course it depends on the teacher’s approach, not only to make us memorize the theories, but also to trigger our realization that these knowledge are necessary and applicable further in life. We’re indeed very lucky to have someone as passionate as my teacher who actually cares about each of us as a person, and continues to come up with progressive methods of learning in order to gain our knowledge and insight. For two years, besides our theoretical studies we’ve covered a lot of social and political issues like poverty, capital punishment, gasoline price raise, the head police officer controversy, even the elections last year. On the beginning of the class, a student is picked to talk about a topic from the latest news. It’s one of the best way to raise political awareness among teenagers, especially some of my friends who don’t even follow the news. It’s got everything to do with our lives, and I, for one, don’t want to turn a blind eye to every policy and conflict and wrongdoings happening everyday around me.
Most of the times, students are raised to conform with society. We are taught to be responsible teenagers while still being treated like a child and getting put down to our places when we state our opinions. We are taught to settle over simpler matters like getting good grades, relationship drama, and pointless fooling-around than social and politic issues. But I can see these things starting to change, when strongly opinionated kids who are good at public speaking starts to emerge, and my English teachers started bringing in examples of article from The Jakarta Post which one of them covers female’s role in the development of our country. Once I talked about the article with this girl, and then she told me she identified as a feminist. Can you hear that? That’s the sound of my faith in humanity recovering.
As a feminist myself, I am delighted to have issues about gender brought up in class. Although this has been a gripping matter all around the world, it’s still an elephant in the room here in Indonesia–basically anywhere that is not Magdalene or critical feminist-friendly communities. Such topics are still a taboo in a land where its patriarchal and unquestioning native culture are still held high.
Hello, it’s currently 3:56 AM and I’ve just finished watching Melancholia. Actually, I have been to Europe on Screen screenings and I still have 2 drafts of film reviews and 2 other of something else, but I’d really rather write about this film than trying to come up with a perfect word to describe Antboy …
Well, hello. It’s 3.20 AM when I’m writing this. I just pretend it’s jetlag although you can’t get one from a 1 hour and 20 minute flight, technically. I’ve been planning to move my blogging platform to WordPress because it’s more fit for long words and actual blogging activity–as opposed to the usual Tumblr fandom-blogging. I …