The Inexorable Twilight Post

If the world would end if I do not make a choice between the three "Twilight" movies, I sort of liked the newest offering, eclipse, the most. Seeing the first one, twilight, was like watching a music video of Paramore or My Chemical Romance. Imagine watching emo music videos for to (2) hours straight--that's a perfect recipe for a headache. The second one, new moon, was filled with film cliches and yes, boring as waiting for a Digitel Customer Service Representative to answer when you call them to report your notoriously faulty DSL connection. The third one, eclipse--a half hour script streched into two hours so moviegoers could finish their tub sized popcorns and megatron sized Pepsis--is surprisingly not half bad. I liked the drama between the jock werewolf, the outsider vampire and the slutty female lead. It's like watching Gossip Girl but with superpowers!

I only read twilight and after putting it down, I thought the writing was decent, but way short of spectacular, unlike the hype surrounding the series. Then they botched it in the first movie. Like I said, the writing in twilight was OK but it didn't make me want to read the next three (3) books. After seeing eclipse, however, I have to see the next and hopefully the last (oh dear God please) twilight movie before I die. Or get bitten by a blood-sucking female vampire who, if there is a preference, look like Cristine Reyes or Angel Locsin.

Post partum

Ut desint vires, tamen est laudanda voluntas (Although the power is lacking, the will is commendable.)

-Ovid

The Philippine election "fever" is finished. The masses have spoken. BSA, or rather as the man prefers it, "P-Noy" is the new president. Everybody seems to be happy. Everyone seems jolly and gay. Well, not everyone, but most people.

While I think it superficial, P-Noy's walang wang-wang (what a mouthful) policy is great--for most of us, at least. It's not too great for his security team--in fact, it's their hellish nightmare. It's great for those who would plan on doing an unthinkable thing which I dare not type here, but it's not too great for those people who were accustomed to acting (and feeling) like VIPs. Its not too great for the likes of BF, who travels all the time in black sirened SUVs on the wrong side of the road like they are in a hurry to save the world from an imminent alien threat or a catastrophic meteor collission. Perhaps P-Noy, by commuting like a commoner, would better understand the traffic situation in the Metro and through his experience, someone in his car would provide a suggestion for a remedy.

I haven't seen the presidential inauguration on TV. I didn't have the time. I was doing more important stuff. I was on a marathon. The 24 season 8 marathon on DVD. I just heard bits and pieces of P-Noy's speech on Mike E's radio program the next day while I was on my way to work. Everybody heard when P-Noy said we are his boss(es). I wonder if the farmworkers of Hacienda Luisita are included in that statement since he made no mention about agrarian reform, nor any substantial plan to make the country a better place. The parts of the speech I heard are still the same motherhood statements and platitudes which if you analyze the same, it has the same amout of meaning as Hey Diddle Diddle. Like all who went before him, of course, the Filipino masses (including this representation) is willing to give P-Noy the benefit of the doubt. I would be the happiest if he proves that he is worthy of his parents' names. We'll see.