Moon river wider than a mile
Sesuatu menghampiri gue waktu lagi baca blog-nya pacar (?) nya temen gue. Sesuatu itu adalah... pemikiran bahwa: kok hidup gue biasa banget ya?? Hahaha.. Mungkin gue kurang melihat segala sesuatu dari perspektif yang unik. Mungkin gue terlalu bebal untuk berempati. Mungkin gue kurang bersyukur. Mungkin gue kurang nekat.
Barusan saya nonton berita di TV (setelah bolak-balik pindah channel dan memutuskan tidak jadi nonton Upin dan Ipin). TVOne sedang menampilkan berita kerusuhan di Bangkok. Saya jadi ingat kerusuhan di Jakarta lebih dari sepuluh tahun lalu dan mengira-ngira mana yang lebih buruk, chaos di Indonesia atau di Thailand. Bukannya itu sesuatu yang penting juga sih.
I feel like I would hate adult world. Adult problems. Adult misery. Well, I suppose no one can help it. But sometimes I wish time would go a little slower. That certain things could linger a little longer. That change would not rush so fast.
I've read couple books about wars. Mostly about World War II. Aside the fact that they're all fiction, those books show a glimpse of heartaches of the people involved. What was the purpose of war itself, I guess I could never understand. More like a sick game for terribily sick minds. I don't know how could men ever find this twisted idea of massacre as a way to gaining/maintaining world peace.
The Street of A Thosand Blossoms was a beautiful story about how Japanese cope during and after World War II. How was it like having your life turned upside down in one night? Having not the slightest to really understand the situation you're in.
The story is about Claire Paddleton, an English woman, who lived in HongKong because her husband was transferred there. Long story short, she soon began to develop an affair with a chauffeur of the rich family she's working on. This affair then led to the unrevealing of tragedies during the invation of Japan to HongKong.
I can see a little bit clearer of why HongKong loaths Japan. It's only friction of the whole war thing, and it's already unforgivably cruel. And to think that HongKong was invaded only because it was a British colony... I wonder if the Queen could sleep soundly at night during this period. So many people had to suffer and struggle, all because of one man say: "Let's bring this on!"
Who is the moron who said 'don't ask your country what it can do for you, but ask yourself what you can do for your country' anyway? Geez, some of us just want to live in peace and enjoy life as it is.
Anyway, back to the book. The writing style is too much American-like, in my opinion. A tiny-weeny intriguing as it's supposed to be a story about the affair of England and China. I don't do well with movies. My definition of good movie goes around 'The Devil Wears Prada' and 'Sex and The City'. But I'm really into books. And this one is a highly recommended.
I just watched The Invention of Lying and couldn't help myself but thinking that it was actually a man's disbelief in the existance of God and happy end. I guess it went deeper than just a comedy.
This movie basically about a man who had ability to lie when everyone else did not. Hell, they didn't even have the word 'lie' in their dictionary. It was a place when what came out from one's mouth was more believable than computer's data.
There's no 'I love you' when you don't really mean it. No 'it's not you, it's me'. In fact, Jen Garner in this movie said blatantly that she wanted to be married only with handsomely rich guys so she could breed to genetically-excellent offsprings.
This was this scene, where Mark's mom was dying and she looked very distress on the prospect of living in non-existance for eternity. Then Mark said, thanks to his lying ability, that she wouldn't. She would go to a place where there is no sadness, no pain. A place when you finally would meet again with those ones you loved. A peaceful place where everybody would get a mansion of their own.
A place we know as heaven. But of course, in this alternate world the concept 'heaven' and 'hell' did not exist. Because no one was able to tell lies.
The 10 amendments did not exist. God, or 'man in the sky' as he called it, did not exist. They were created by Mark, the only guy who could lie.
I don't think this movie was about opposing the existance of God, though. Simply to state that people somehow need lies. To give them hope that there would, eventually, be a happy end. To protect them from the harsh of reality. To tell that fat boy with snub nose that there was indeed something good in him. Then, who knows, maybe lies do come true.
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