Friday, 6 March 2009

I watched The Watchmen ... and yawned


I don't get it. What's all the fuss about? Isn't The Watchmen supposed to be some kind of bible for comic book geeks? Am I missing something?

Yep, I watched The Watchmen last night. And yawned. A lot. It was at iMax, which makes it even worse because I love iMax movies. I saw The Dark Knight there twice.

So I feel a little guilty about it, and I'm ready to be flamed. I'm owning up to the fact that I didn't read the comics beforehand. Just like most of the four years I spent at university - cheers, Student Loans - I did very little research.

Perhaps I should have given my ticket to someone who cares.

As a stand-alone movie, The Watchmen fails. Sometimes the best way to see a film is to go in knowing nothing. Not this one. I was bored to tears. It's way too long. There's far too much talking. It tries to be more important than it is. And I'll get back to you about the plot when I've worked it out.

The characters range between a giant naked blue guy, a man with a sock over his face, a really bad comedian, a version of President Nixon with a nose twice the size it should be, and an obligatory hot chick in latex.

And the CGI ranges between excellent (check out the cool snow tiger at the end) and appalling (the giant mechanical engine thingee on Mars looks 2D in places).

I understand it's trying to be a deep, dark, complex superhero movie with lots to say about the end of the world, nuclear warfare, and the place of superheroes in a world that doesn't care for them.

It even takes a not-so-subtle dig at George W Bush's tenure at the top.

But. I. Just. Don't. Get. It. After The Dark Knight, it all just kind of seems pointless. They didn't even use that cool Smashing Pumpkins remix that made the trailer so awesome.

The best thing about The Watchmen is the cool opening credits, which insert various superheroes into iconic moments in history, all filmed in slow motion. Yep, just like Forrest Gump.

It's pretty awesome. The rest of it? Meh.

Someone in Hollywood once said The Watchmen was unmakeable as a movie. If only they could unmake it.





Monday, 16 February 2009

stressed?...

yeah, i know. i shouldn't be online and should be reading and studying my ass off. but i'm still emotional attach to that certain someone. i know it's impossible but still good to see if he's on and when he'll say "hi" and pretend he gives a shit. i'm such an idiot. blah X(

moving on, today i had lunch with saraa. never realize so many minor "issues" can become an issue. it shouldn't even be an issue to begin with. we just talked about stuff, interesting. there're just too many minor things and things that are nobody's business being brought up and being judged, critized, and degraded.

i used to wonder what is an "ideal" world. now, i don't even bother. too many "what if," "just if *blank* doesn't exist...," and pretends as such. for example, i start to think the origin of hate is love. you love, fail, and then hate. so if there's no love, then there will be no hate. therefore, if someone hates a lot of things, either s/he loves or loved but failed and if someone who doesn't hate also means s/he doesn't love because nothing matters to him/her.

the first part i think it made sense, the "therefore" and so on.. eh. trying to think of examples to refute myself, but not much popping in my head. any comments?



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sometimes i really wonder how much longer i can hold. it's like so much pressure and responsibilities on my shoulder and it's piling up every minute. who would actaully understand what i'm going through besides myself or me telling someone? sometimes, i just wish that someone can just read off my head and feel my pain.





Wednesday, 28 January 2009

New Start

so i haven't exactly been here in the longest time. and i decided i needed a place where i can rant and raveabt anything i want n not let anyone find out abt it....so here it is. Anyone and everyone i knw is way to caught up on youtubeand gamezer[so am i usually] that they'll never noticethis....so now i will start the rants and raves of Amber Mills ;)

i guess the question of the day is "what would you say if someone ask you if you know me and what am i like?" the first thing that comes to mind is always the most accurate thought/feeling you have for that person. it just came up to my head that the me most ppl see is prollie just one side of me. it might be the working side, serious side, playful side, annoying, tough, bitchie, cranky n all these other split personalities i have. i don't think there's any one person in this world that knows me well enough to see most of them or who knows me well enough to capture the symptoms or train of my thoughts.

out of all these, the fave kay i like is the whatever me. don't give a crap any more b/c life has let me down so many times where i wanna give up but still hanging in there just to do mediocrity. that's the "fuck it" phase. i missed that.

i've been pretty moody for the past few wks. moods r like going on rollercoaster rides. did things that's completely outta my league. in a way, i'm glad for his entrance to my life. made me realize what crazy shit i'd do. n in another way, i know i'm incapable of being in a relationship. i've been struggling for a few wks already not abt things btw us, but more like stuff abt myself. of course, a lot of analyzation of every movement, every detail, every word, every action n all that crap. but fuck it, i'm through. i even thought abt not being so passive n just go for it. something stopped me.

throughout the past wks, i think i really have to thank a lot of ppl who's been w/ me or try to cheer me up. although it didn't work that well, there r moments of relaxation and fun to it. i really don't know what i'd do w/o you guys. much love. thnx for hanging w/ me, thnx for calling, thnx for sending me stuff, thnx for the msgs. thnx a whole bunch of crap. u may not realize, but it's all these lil things that makes ppl's day n pull them outta sorrow.

i actually had some creative juice flowing in my head earlier. but it's too late to write. so tired, head hurts. i'll just call it a night.