Bebsism’s current emo mode: Goodbye My Lover (acoustic) – James Blunt
I went to UP Cine Adarna to give support to my friends who had their Thesis Defense yesterday and well, today. Been a year since my infamous “I had no funds, I couldn’t do my thesis” line. Being there was sort of nostalgic, though I didn’t sit on the same area where I was last year. (Uts, remember we sat beside each other, supporting our batchmates, while consoling ourselves for being the ones “left behind.”)
I arrived at 2:30 pm so I missed the films that were shown earlier. Based on what I’ve seen yesterday and today, here are my favorite films:
BINGIT by Maikel Cardoz. A political film about a researcher who did a research on what goes on at the highlands. A girl drowned in a river who was believed to be killed by a monster of some sort and a madman named Nognog was pointed out as a suspect. In the end, the researcher discovered how everything was set-up by the military and things that happened to her after that became parallel to what happened to the girl in the beginning of the film.
Maikel did well in his direction. Jaja Arumpac’s (who’s also my thesis’ Cinematographer–go, Jajing!) shots were breathtaking. Jaja’s expertise on handling landscape shots and night scenes really astounded the audience. Maikel’s take on silence and the understated acting was superb.
It was funny how the Panel loved the film because they didn’t really understand it.
I guess this is the strongest contender for Best Thesis this year. Yan ang CINEMAster! Congrats, Kardotch.
By the way, I hope Kardoth would take my suggestion on putting a shot or a short offscreen dialogue before the researcher was drowned. That could answer the questions why that shot was placed in the end.
TUTOS by LA Yamuan. I honestly didn’t expect LA to come up with a tightly sewn story like Tutos. LA, I perceive, was an underdog, with her more visible batchmates, taking the limelight all the time. LA took the spotlight with her simple story of the relationship of a father, her boyish daughter and their tailor-employee.
LA alluded the story of the father and her daughter, the father and his employer, the employer as a second father to the daughter to sewing and writing a story (over the typerwriter). Sir Nick (Tiongson) was right. The subject matter was rarely tackled. It was sort of a familiar take on something not too common.
The storytelling was fluid. There were many, many dissolves as time lapses but they worked. The actors were good with their understated acting. They were handled well. Sol’s cinematography had the right blending. Editing for the first two minutes was jaggy but it was well executed after that.
I was just disturbed by the Voiceover in the beginning where the Narrator referred to the protagonist as his brother, but they were not really brothers. That statement was kind of misleading. LA could rephrase it. Other than that, the film was good.
THE TEAR STEALER by Eric Declaro. Eric’s six-digit pesos animation was fabulous! The 2D/3D animation is the story of Stella and her partner who exchanged his love for his ambition to possess the powerful Elixir from the seductive crocodile. The Elixir will make him immune to the burning ladder that will lead him to the beautiful constellations. That, in exchange for the last tear that Stella put in a vial that she wears wherever she goes.
The mythical film reminded me of the snake’s temptation of Adam in the Garden of Eden. It was wonderfully scored by whoa, Vincent de Jesus. The colors were bright, the script was beautiful and lyrical. There were some portions thought that I couldn’t hear the narration because it was overpowered by the musical score.
Eric, for all its worth, you came up with a good film. Best Animation, eh!
LILIP by Rex Yadao. Not because I edited this thesis but it merits a commendation for its simplicity and treatment. Rex and I had an endless debate on which version to submit-the one with the dark lighting or the one with the brighter lighting-the darker, more textured version finally made it to the cut. There were pros and cons on each version, though.
The one with the brighter cinematography had sure camera works but the darker version had a lot more texture plus the camera panned back down to the point where it started, so it made more sense to choose it over the other.
The Panel was right when they said that it was brave of Rex to defend a film with a one-shot, one long take form, but the film’s simplicity and deep statement blew them away. After Ma’am Anne ditched Rex’s storyboard for its non-experimental approach, I thought, it was the end of Rex.
Though I would have opted for the film to be done based on Ma’am Anne’s suggestion, still the final Lilip was pulled off. This film even blew me more than the other films with complicated concepts but were poorly done. Call that pretentious.
It was gracious for Eric to treat us over pizza (after a little shoving! bwaha.) Thanks Eric. I hope to see you next sem, all of you, for hopefully, a thesis defense for those “who were left behind”. And I shouldn’t forget your promise: a standing ovation with a one-by-one-followed-by-another-until-it-becomes-a-chorus clap.
Damn, by that time, I hope I’d be able to say, I really deserve that. Bwaha. Go thesis!
Bebsism’s current emo mode: These Dreams (live) – Heart
Oh, Shitzu, Shitzu. I miss you. Thanks for reminding me how much I miss this song. I thought of this when I got home last night after a tiring edit session with Rex. His thesis didn’t demand any edit at all, but the process was oh well, hohum.
Tomorrow’s the Thesis Defense by the way. Rex is scheduled on the second day. Good luck, ‘te!
Anyway, one way or another, at any point of my life, I got caught in at least one of these life’s ridiculous jokes. Such funny ironies I didn’t think they were funny until I pondered on it last night.
Loving two extremely different people at the same time;
Loving someone when he’s already gone;
Your current boyfriend is the same guy your former fuckbuddy cheated on;
Your exes are coincidentally, now lovers;
You discovered your current love was your kindergarten bully;
Dating a guy you met at a funeral;
You discovered your current boyfriend was the third party who caused the break-up between you and your ex;
You discovered your current boyfriend left his ex for you. His ex happened to be your ex too.
I wanted to scream so they’d hear me say “I’m fucking tired and I wanna rest!”
Break is a leisure. And ‘rest’ is a Pontiac that I will never ever acquire even if I work for it my whole life. I didn’t get enough sleep since Sunday ‘coz I had to fnish ‘Pantasya’ for its Premiere Night last Tuesday. (The number of audience turn-out was good but got mixed reviews.)
The stress Pantasya gave me was never soothing. For a month, I edited Pantasya simultaneously with ‘Foster’. Both films shared similarities. They underwent several processes after the shoot. While creative changes were made during the shoot of Foster, Pantasya was modified after the rough cut was screened.
Pantasya is a sexy film. Actually, it was intended to be distributed straight to video. Because it was more daring than other pink sex videos that starred ‘Men of Provoq’ and ‘Viva Hot Men’, Pantasya is different.
The creators realized that Pantasya should go beyond the usual sex video that’s meant to tiltillate. They decided to put some sort of a ‘story’ in it, something of an ‘accessory’. Thus, the voice-overs were added.
I am not sure how many people inside the UP Film Center liked the film but after each episode, the homos were flocking towards the rest room. Dunno what they were doing there (initially, to pee for sure) but there are things your imagination knows what happens after watching two men having sex on screen.
‘Foster’ on the other hand, is extremely different. It’s a film with real-time narrative, using long takes for its form. It’s a story of a family who acts as a foster family for abandoned children who are waiting for adoption. The story happens for one day, from morning till midnight, the journey of the foster mother who takes the surrogate son to his would-be adoptive parents.
During the process of doing the film, I learned a lot from the think-tanks of Foster. Surprisingly, this is produced by Seiko Films. So, Seiko can finally say with pride, “if it’s from Seiko, it must be good.”
Editing one film is stressful enough. It takes a lot of your time you just wake up one day, you don’t know how the world had become without you.
But editing two films at the same time, whoa. This week is my hell week. Pantasya on Tuesday was so stresful ‘coz I had to rush the corrections done by Direk the night before and was anxious while waiting for the DVD to completely burn before the Premiere Night. It was done at 6:30, thirty minutes before well, ‘take off’.
I was so nervous the whole time the film was screened because I had no time to check if there are glitches. Luckily, there was none.
Yesterday, the day after Pantasya’s premiere, I was told that ‘Foster’ had to be finished ASAP. Because they are beating a deadline. And ASAP was yesterday. Wow.
I spent the whole day doing the fine cut of the film, trying to please the creators, filling in my editing lapses. Several revisions and a screening with Roadrunner’s Manet Dayrit that evening, another set of corrections had to be done.
Finally, we finished at 3am. I was sooooo exhausted I forgot my face was oily and my lips were dry and my soul was in hell.
Nilinlang lang pala ako ng oras. Tinatawag na ako ng antok nguni’t nahimlay na pala siya sa damuhang hindi niya nahigaan. Ang hapo ay parang globong yari sa lobo na nakakabit sa marumi kong mga tenga.
Kakayanin ko pa rin kaya? Premiere Night na tatlumpung minuto na lang magmula ngayon. Balisa pa rin ang tingin ng sarili ko sa aking makamundong katawan. Naghihintay, naiinip. Pinagdadamutan na naman ako ng pagkakataong malanghap ang dapat kong kalagyan.
Dibidi. Bu-mern ka na. Dahil sa’yo nakasalalay ang lahat. Kung kailan gusto mo nang humalakhak dahil naabutan mo ang itinakda, kakambal ko na rin talaga ang pangangapa. Sa isang kakarampot na pagkakataon, hindi niya kayang humiwalay sa sanay kong pagmamahal sa kanya. Heygard.
Premiere Night na. Nagdadalawang-isip nga akong ilagak ang aking pangalang ni anino ni Hudas ay hindi gustuhing makilala. Andyan na.
Ilang beses ko ring sinabing hinding-hindi mangyayari ito. Dahil kanina lang, pinagsaluhan namin ang tawanan ng mga trahedyang nagaganap sa paligid. Maya-maya, iisipin ko pa ring hindi magiging trahedya ang pagpapalabas sa pelikulang hindi ko alam kung ikakahiya ko o ipagmamalaki.
Malamang nga, dapat nagtago na rin ako sa pangalang mas gugustuhin pang kilalanin ng anino ni Hudas. Pangalang napakalayo sa tunay kong kaganapan.
Pumupositibo ako. Walang panahon sa pagkikitil ng panahon para sa sarili.
Wonga pala. Dapat andito ka kasama ko ngayon. Pero wala ka, para makisalo sa kung anumang wala ang nararamdaman ko ngayon. Kaba, alinlangan, pagod, sakit sa katawan.
Hay. Alam kong magiging maayos rin ang lahat mamaya. Pumupositibo ako. At kahit nilinlang man ako ng oras, pipilitin ko na ring bigyang katuparan ang kanyang kasiyahang makita akong hapong-hapo.
Haven’t slept for two days. And it’s Smashing Pumpkins that keeps me awake (for now). For a lack of a ‘Landslide’ video available on Youtube, am gonna indulge in one of my favorite Pumpkins songs, ‘Tonight Tonight’. Which reminds me, I’ve long been planning to make a personal video of Landslide if I have the time.
TONIGHT TONIGHT (Album: Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness)
Directed by Jonathan Dayton and Valerie Faris, the video was inspired largely by Georges Melies’ A Trip to the Moon, a silent film during turn of the century. The video used backdrops they use in the theare and special effects that were ridiculous to think in our time but were amazing during theirs.
The video reminds me of how simply complicated things were at that time. And how simply complicated I’ve become.
“…crucify the insincere tonight.”
Ironically, for its simplicity, the technical process of making Tonight Tonight’s was complicated I think and must have took a lot of time and artists to put it all together. The video’s mise-en-scene, of which what Georges Melies was all about, was perfectly executed. Detailed cinematography and the imperfect frame rate was a brilliant idea. And it’s still a love story after all.
Trivia: Dayton and the production crew initially had problems locating costumes for the video because Titanic was being shot at the same time in Los Angeles. Titanic director James Cameron rented nearly every turn-of-the-century prop and costume in the city, leaving the “Tonight, Tonight” production crew little to work with. Directors Dayton and Faris compromised by renting the leftover costumes and hiring designers to remake them into the elaborate period clothing seen in the video. (Source: www.wikipedia.org)
Oo na. Panis na ‘to. Pero naikwento lang to ng isang kakilala kong artista kanina. La lang. Share lang.
Sa shooting raw ng Pantene commercial, nagdala raw ang stylist ng maraming maraming sapatos para sa apat na babae. (At kanina ko lang nalaman na hiwa-hiwalay na by pair pala yung pagshoot nu’n kasi mahirap ilawan).
Tapos, tumiming, me binigay ang stylist ke Ruffa na sapatos na ang brand ay Sara (nakalimutan ko ang totoong pangalan. Basta, sounds like that). Sabi raw ng maarteng Ruffa hawak ang Sara (kunwari yun yun) shoes, “My gosh, why do I always get the cheapest shoes????”
Napatingin raw si Angel (ang pinakasimpleng pinakamaganda sa kanilang lahat) kay Ruffa habang hawak-hawak ang kanyang, ohyea, sariling Sara (kunwari yun yun) shoes.
Dahil nga naman, sanay si climber na Ruffa sa Gucci na tig-P25,000. Habang ang Sara (kunwari yun yun) ay tig- P4,000 ‘lang’.
I took the MRT on my way to Roadrunner this afternoon. I didn’t want to make a lasting impression on Boss Robbie Tan, so I had to rush for the 1:45 pm appointement. The train at Boni was approaching and voila, a petite girl in green had her flat ass, taking her time kemboting in front of me, blocking my way.
Potah. Why do most people love to strut their dirty asses in narrow places like these when there are people behind them, running for their sorry lives? MRT alleys are meant for busy feet with bodies that put most of their energy literally pulling their weight in that jampacked train.
I wanted to pull Ms. petite girl-in-green’s hair and push her to the rail and let the MRT do the job for me. Flawless. I would have loved to do the same for coño kids, overdressed homos, vain metrosexuals, politicians and Cristy Fermin. Lovet.
Just had no time.
Instead, I politely excused myself beside Ms. petite girl-in-green with my ever sweet, caring voice…’excuse me’.
You’re not supposed to step on the yellow lane when the rain is still running but I paved my way for the princess and after hearing my sweet ‘excuse me’, tangena lang. Parang di ko kakayanin ang punchline sa English, kaya eto na. Ayun, sumigaw si potah ng sobrang lakas.
I’m not damn Frankenstein, you Smurfette, and you had to overreact like that. I saw her, thru my powerful peripheral vision, covering her mouth. I was so embarassed I had to run I didn’t dare look back, wishing I pushed her to the rail. Would have served her right.
Bebsism’s current emo mode: Collide (acoustic) – Howie Day
Listen to the song:
It’s hot, hot, hot. Summer breeze is getting into everybody’s nerves now and while most people are preparing their asses off for a burning adventure in Baguio, Boracay or Puerto Galera, I’m stuck in Mandaluyong. Burnout, 100 strands of hair left and a workwhore.
Having no time for my own life is becoming my life already. Thus, a minute of earwaxing is already a luxury. (I’m blogging! Pfft.)
These are the things I WISH I could do this summer. Dam-et. Will any genie of any gender grant me this wish!
GO TO BANGKOK. I could have been there already, cruising along Silom, painting the area pink had the Bangkok Film Festival pursued last January. Since it was postponed ’till June (or July this year), all I could do is drool over the fact that some people can fly to Bangkok in an instant.
Waaah. I wanna feel the Soi 4 experience. Bangkok has a very colorful gay night life and I’m too excited to know how many men will be running after me in a night. Not that I’m planning to take them all to bed, but whoa, self-esteem, c’mon. I should keep a tally sheet then. ‘Coz I don’t intend to go back to the hotel exhausted and empty handed. Pun intended.
Besides, it’s fun to cruise around when nobody knows you.
GO TO QUIAPO. And pirate DVDs. For the loser that I am, the last time I’ve been to pirate paradise was November or October last year. Buying pirated DVDs is orgasmic. I cannot wait to grab copies of the complete series DVD of Queer as Folk, Six Feet Under, Alias, Ally McBeal, Charmed, Wonder Woman, Arrested Development. And updated copies of Ugly Betty, Supernaturals, Desperate Housewives, Lost, Amazing Race.
Dam-et maderpader pakengshet. Where have I been!
REVISE MY SCRIPT. After making it to the Cinemalaya 2007 semi-finals but not to the Top 10, I knew I could have written a better, tighter script if I had ample time then. I vowed to revise the one I submitted so I could finally say, ‘hey fuckers, bad thing you didn’t include me in the Top 10. See what an indisposable script I have? Lick it!’
But no. How can I rewrite it when I even forgot how to write my name anymore!
GO HOME TO DAVAO. The best cure for work burnout is to go back to your hometown and smell the air that lets you remember that you were a child once in your life. I miss durian, fresh veggies and fruits that I just pick from our yard. The dusty road, the beaches, my friends, kinilaw, grilled tuna, mangoosten.
This is too nostalgic my mucus is keeping my tissue busy.
PREPARE FOR MY THESIS. Sheeeeeeeeet. Officially, I’m a year delayed. Thank God, no more classmates and friends to burden me by asking when I’m gonna do my thesis.
Yes buggers, I’ve been planning to my thesis. And I WILL do it. Why don’t you boogers ask when will Herman, James, Dax, Bolitas and Mimay do theirs too? Bwaha.
Which reminds me, I have to work my ass off NOW so I could save up and finally be able to do the best thesis ever done in UP Film Institute.
A pizza worth $1000 is being sold in New York. Nino Selimaj, who runs six pizza restaurants in NY unveiled the Luxury Pizza, a 12-inch thin crust topped with caviar, lobster, creme fraiche and chives. Cut into eight, it works out at $125 a slice.
And a gang of midgets aged 14-23 years old were arrested in Malaysia. The eight-member gang of small-sized robbers dubbed the “midget gang” were arrested for committing 14 break-ins for the past three months.
Now that’s what you call ‘Pasok-Bahay Gang’. Read full story here.
And if you’re 66 years old in Pascha, Cologne, Germany, you get a 50% discount on sex in the afternoon. All you have to do is show your proof of age.
And don’t forget your viagra. Read full story here.