Monday, September 21, 2009

Guy flick

We all know about chick flick. It's really easy to recognise a chick flick, really. All you need to do is look for posters with (90% of the time) white background, and a man and a woman (usually very leng chai and leng lui), or sometimes when it's not a man and a woman together, then it's just the woman herself. Other things that you should look out for when looking at a chick flick posters are colours like red, or pink.

The storyline is as cliche as you can imagine, of course. All the fluffiness, the happy endings. Aww... sweetness. But it usually started out with man and woman, they can't stand each other, and outta nowhere, love sneaks up to them and voila! They fall in love.

Anyways, this is not the reason why I am blogging now (other than to avoid studying, which I am supposed to be doing, btw). Zaza and I just finished, well, we skipped through the last hour, because I cannot tahan the stupidness of the story anymore, but anyways, we just watched "The last house on the left". And I believe since we have chick flick for movies that obviously chicks watch, surely we have guy flick that guys watch too.

In my humble opinion, surely "The last house on the left" fit neatly into this genre.

First of all, the main character, okay, characters, two of them are this blonde female, and quite attractive too. Then, the female characters will dress quite skimpily. Not to mention a lot of flashing here and there, one moment it's the thighs, the next the stomach, then the boobs and the butt.

Of course, a movie can't just be all about barely dressed females, as nice as it is to watch them prance around half naked on the screen. The next criteria is surely the storyline. It's way simple, and more often than not, it doesn't make any sense. The pretty female character will stupidly walk into a situation that will put herself in danger, and sometimes might do something that look quite brave and intelligent, only to end up useless, her effort, I mean. And usually, in between these scenes, as the story progresses, weird incidents, like the father asking the son to rape one of the girls that they held as hostages, will happen.

Anyways, ignore the female characters and the storyline for a while, the other characteristic of a guy flick will be blood and killing. The killing of the victim will be acted out in as much details as possible, and blood will be everywhere! And the more gory the killings are, the better. Preferably if the killings are not just random stabbing and shooting. Perhaps you should try sticking someone's head in a malfunctioning microwave oven and see if it will explode.

But pardon me, for I really can't be a good critic on this topic, seeing as I didn't finish watching the movie. I skipped through movie, and still managed to get the story, because after the weird raping scene (which we skipped) in the middle of the story, that did not make much sense to Zaza and I, I just got bored and decided not to waste my next hour watching the remaining movie.

Admittedly, I didn't go through the whole movie, but really, I don't see the point of watching. I was really disappointed though, I wanted to watch that movie when it was in the cinemas, and luckily, I didn't have the time to go, or else my money would have been wasted. The summary sounded interesting, and the poster looked promising. But alas, looks can be deceiving!

Saturday, September 5, 2009

A letter

Hmm... I had just been home for about an hour or two, and my mum suddenly remembered that I have stack of letters waiting for me. All of them were sent to my old house's address, and admittedly, most of them aren't very urgent, except for the letter from PTPTN, which apparently dated from one year ago.

Oops.

Anyways, one of the letters from this surprisingly thick pile is this heavy letter from Ministry of Health. And I thought, I'm quite sure I have never been involved with anything related to MOH, and when I looked closer, the letter was actually from the MOH of Singapore, and not Malaysia!

So, curiously, I opened the letter. Again, this letter was dated a while back, sometime in June. It said "Congratulations! You will soon be turning 21 years old. This will, no doubt, be a major milestone in your life."

Wha?

Apparently, it is a letter asking for my consent to donate my organs to the MOH should I die. Along with this cheerful letter explaining what is going on, there was also a booklet on organ transplant in it. Truthfully speaking, I haven't started reading the booklet yet, but from what I have read from the letter, it sounds quite well, effective. I'm quite sure that our Malaysia's MOH won't take this kind of initiatives.

Really, can you imagine receiving a letter like this from MOH, persuading you to donate your organs to save a life, or perhaps two, when you are dead, at the moment you turned 21 because you are now a legal adult? Nopes, not me, and definitely not with Malaysia's MOH.

I'm waaaaaaaay impressed with the way MOH Singapore works. I probably should go read the booklet, but chances are, donate saja lar. If not my organs also rot under the ground. Better to have them save another life, right?