Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Today's the day to feel like a star!

The Oscar blitz is over, the fashion vultures are done dissecting the bold, the beautiful and those in between but poor old me got to watch only part of the show. The one thing I wanted to write about however, happened in a commercial break during the show and concerns this ad...Nicely brings home the magic of the movies, what with the well-chosen scenes, the lovely song (is this the Butch Cassidy song???), the cool unfolding of the scenes and the fantastic tagline...really neat.
I love these montages, the ones they do during the Oscars where they honor someone or do a theme or something. My brother and I used to compete in naming all the movies in these things. Since he's not here, I need help!
These were the movies I could spot (in sequence) me fill in the gaps, please!
1. Breakfast at Tiffany's
2. Singin' in the Rain
3. The Seven-Year Itch
4. ???
5. The Birds
6. Titanic
7. ???
8. Say Anything
9. Mary Poppins

Hmm...advertising and cinema - my two simmering passions...Haven't indulged myself in a long time in either. Over the last few years, I've been watching myself grow distant from the world of mainstream cinema...the number of Oscar-nominated movies I have watched before the Awards Ceremony is usually an index and this year I hit an all-time low of ZERO! Unless you count arbit movies like Cars and Water...Trying to fix that tomorrow by going to watch Babel over some pizza and beer for $3 in a Portland must-do

In the meantime, I'll ponder over missing numbers 4 and 7 and look for your insights :)

Monday, February 19, 2007

Wisdom of the Ages

She glances at the clock and starts
“It’s true, it seems, what they say
About time and how it darts
When you are having your way”
It seems to her, strange how her definition
Of fun has undergone a transformation
Now it’s more about reading a good book,
Or testing exotic leek or celeriac as a cook,
Or talking to a trusted friend after ages
And not so much about clubs or parties,
Or dares, or dressing up, or witty repartees
With strangers. Gone are those stages.
Perhaps this means she’s getting old
Or maybe just that through fire comes gold.

Sunday, February 11, 2007

Wishious cycle

I find it terribly easy to feel self-pity
For myself, my fate, my lot in life
As if I'm stuck here for eternity,
Sentenced to disappointment and strife.
The sun sets, the Daily Show comes on
Sleep, cellphone alarm, it's early morn.
Work, enquiries about the weekend
Polite laughter, coffee stains, emails to send.
I drive back in the rain just to greet
A broken smoke detector, a leaky faucet
That drips into yesterday's dinner plate set
Aside, only there were other needs to meet.
Replacing the batteries, doing the dishes,
I realize, "I've got just what my heart wishes!"