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Am I becoming a girl now?

Ok, taking into consideration that I am on hormone pills (in a non menopausal HRT way) and fresh off PMS, I have recently found myself oddly, oddly moved by this damn movie trailer – The Time Traveler’s Wife. I do love a good Eric Bana movie (minus that Hulk monstrosity, of course) and when I say this trailer moved me, I mean it moved me to tears. In the bloody office.

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Movies used to be the only medium that could make me cry (not even my sad, real life could do that) but things have changed now. I’ve become that person that cries all the time. I have weekly weep-fests at night over the state and result of my life (which isn’t that bad in the light of day but the nights are usually hardest, aren’t they?), I even coo at strangers children (well, the cute ones at least). And today, I spent my lunch hour looking at wedding venues. Wedding venues! For whose wedding?! I don’t plan on getting married or having children soon – so why in good God am I doing these things, feeling these emotions, pondering these choices?

2 possible reasons exist that can explain this bizarre scenario. One: I have closed myself off from these choices due to emotional ambivalence before and now, I’m opening up to the possibilities of not being such a hard ass. Two: The ever present, ever ticking biological clock. No matter how much to try to quell the tick-tock with logic and lots of career plans, it’s there – like the pea under the Princess’ mattress – lodged and pressing into my womb – an uncomfortable reminder of time swiftly passing me by as everyone I know gets married and has babies. Time is truly a double-edged sword.

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Don’t we all just love Robert Downey Jr.?

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My first taste of Robert Downey Jr. came from the movie adaptation of Less Than Zero (which if I may say so, as a sidenote, is the only acceptable screen adaptation of a Bret Easton Ellis book. If you think American Psycho was done well, you obviously have not read the book). That being said, I don’t think it’s really possible to adapt an Ellis novel for screen holistically – he writes with such an intricacy of layers. I’m hopeful for The Informers – but I think they’re running out of Ellis novels already. I hope they make it as 80’s as possible – American Psycho didn’t quite capture the necessary 80’s vibe.

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Since then, he has featured in some of my all-time favourite movies, such as: Chances Are, Soapdish, Heart and Souls, Only You (seriously hilarious movie) as well as a bunch of Ally McBeal episodes. I even enjoyed Gothika. Then he did Kiss Kiss Bang Bang (which is definitely in my Top 15). His chemistry with Val Kilmer (who almost stole the show) as well as great intro sequence and typographic treatment made the whole movie a true viewing pleasure.

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He added a touch of satire to Zodiac, which was also a very well done movie, great acting.

And now, he’s everyone’s darling again – with Tropic Thunder, Ironman and (I wanna watch this one!) the upcoming Sherlock Holmes. I’m really happy for him – he’s been very open about his less than perfect life, which always lets people feel open about embracing him. He’s both so clearly flawed and talented – the ultimate push pull. Robert Downey Jr. still wholeheartedly has my heart.

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Tell them that it’s human nature.

So, everyone’s stopped updating their Facebook statuses about it. CNN has moved on to other news. MTV has resumed its regular screening of non music videos.

This one thought is lodged in my head, “Why only now?” Why didn’t everyone sell-out his albums a week before? (Anyway, who the hell doesn’t already have his albums?) Why didn’t they ever run the marathon of his music videos before? Butter Factory even played Black or White last Friday. Good grief, Black or White?! Of all bloody songs to play at a club – talk about a cheap attempt to jump on the Grief Bandwagon. 

It’s always been the way of the world for someone to be over-appreciate posthumously (case in point: Heath Ledger. All of a sudden, he became this brilliant actor, dark, deep actor but everyone seems to have forgotten he acted in 10 Things I Hate About You. Great movie.) But what really bugs me about this sudden flooding of adoration would be that this was the very same world, formats, platforms that abandoned him. The ones that mocked him and teased him. Why is he wearing pajamas? What’s with Bubbles? Not another child? Those aren’t his kids! I only hope that he had known that he was always there, under layers of insults and heckling.

I can honestly say that I have never given a shit about any of that. Talent is talent, is talent. Don’t Stop Til You Get Enough is my Number One “get me on the dance floor” song. Who cares what he does in his personal life and how he achieves self gratification?

It’s a flagrant hypocrisy that everyone has embraced with convenient selective memory.

If you wanna make the world a better place, take a look at yourself and make that change.

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The Lloyd Dobler Complex.

The day I watched Say Anything was the day I developed impossible ambitions (hopeless expectations) – the Lloyd Dobler Complex. Minus my obvious one sided love affair for John Cusack and passion for Cameron Crowe movies, Lloyd Dobler has to be one of the greatest romantic characters written.

Lloyd Dobler – the guy that everyone loves. His best friends are girls but he hangs with the guys equally as well. He looks out for Diane Court at the party, walks her home. He’s open about how crazy he is for her. He holds her face when he kisses her. He listens to her when she talks. And god bless his heart, he holds a boombox outside her window, playing Peter Gabriel’s “In Your Eyes” when she breaks up with him.

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What goddamn horseshit. It’s characters like these (plus a great soundtrack) coupled with movie-obsessed personalities like mine that has led to the meaningless romanticising of the Valentine’s Day theory – “The One“. This great guy with the goods and packaging. In the formative years, they can be very misleading because you fail to realise that people write characters like these because they don’t exist. Not everyone can pull off trenchcoats.

And with that, I shall reluctantly release Lloyd Dobler to the past – I set you free and give you leave to go. Take Blane from Pretty in Pink with you.

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Babies – Boom or Doom?

In a bit of an errand rush during lunch, I was waiting for a cab, when a lady walked in front of me (carrying a baby in one arm, pram with the other hand) and flagged the first available cab.

Before I could control my instinct, I hollered (like a vagrant lunatic), “Hey!” She had obviously been aware of my presence because she turned to me to indicate that there was another cab behind that one. I did my best mime of the word “So?!” and got into the second cab. I also repressed the desire to exclaim that I had procured a hard to book last minute eyebrow appointment.

And then I wondered if I should have given her that taxi because she had a baby. To which, my internal other half responded with a resounding, “Hell no!”.

Why the hell should I give up my seat on the train to a pregnant lady just because she (perhaps) made the decision to get pregnant and endure the cumbersome 9 months that tire her out and force the rest of us (who did not make this choice) to give up our equally earned seats? In this overcrowded, overpopulated world, shouldn’t people adding to the numbers move to the back of the bus? I, on the other hand, contribute to the economy, pay my taxes – receive none of the benefits that people who happen to have had children do. Tax breaks, seats on the train, assistance in carrying stuff and even childcare leave. Childcare leave! Government servants gets 5 days childcare leave (notice not required) so that they can spend time with their children, eg: taking them to the Zoo etc… What horseshit is this? Do single people get Hangover Leave? Spa Days? No, we don’t. Instead, we’re here – stuck covering for those who have to rush their kids to the doctor, take them swimming.

And yes, I am painfully aware that I am not coming off well with this – kind of like the witch in Hansel and Gretel. She didn’t want kids all up in her business – and that’s her prerogative. I just feel that we make individual choices in our life – why are some choices expected and accepted to spill into society and not others?

♥,
Ms. Cruel Bitch