October 13, 2005

and so it is.

I liked the American version of Dark Water. I thought it was good.

a stirring picture of maternal love, in actuality frail, yet in essence perfect. the image of the mother giving her life just so her son could live, is admittedly passé with regards to film plots; but is somehow played to convincing degree. all in all, Dark Water places in the audience the realising notion that however much the odds are against us: in the end, love conquers all.

a more laughable incident would be the one where the usher at the cinema asked to see my IC. why so? one, the movie's rated PG (parental guidance, for those ignorant folks). second, he thought I was watching The Red Shoes, rated NC-16. thus, the deluded one had the idea I was watching an NC-16 show, and determined I don't look old enough for one.

gosh.

another incident to grow my bone of contention: last week, this new choir member asked how old I was, and when I told him my age, his eyes went all saucer-like. he thought I was 15. f-i-f-t-e-e-n.

hello? I'm 20 this year?
sigh. guess getting on in age really doesn't warrant anything.

cheers to youth.
gid posted at 22:45