Happiness is only real when Shared - Christopher Johnson McCandless

I "met" Sean Penn at The Red Thin Line. After watching his majestic performance as 1st Sgt. Welsh, I began to follow up his "presentation" in film industry. He's one of those great film artists, who started as raw genuine actors, use all the opportunities given and then continue to express the combination of meticulous scrutinizer sensibility and sincerity in arts, into film. Sean Penn's adaptation of Into The Wild has become one of my favorite films.

Information about the film can be read here.
Besides the desire to see Sean Penn's oeuvre, there are couples reasons that made me chose this film to fill up my hours on this Friday's night. Firstly, I'm a big fan of Eddie Vedder (really turning into Country's fan!). His single Guaranteed as the film's OST has grabbed couples of prestigious awards, including Best Original Song at Golden Globes recently. Secondly, Into The Wild is well-known with a lot of powerful and beautiful wise quotes. As far as i can see, more than 75% of the lines in the film touch me deeply and really really make me think especially the final chapter (you'll know bout chapter if you see the film), when Alex/Chris meets Ron (stunningly acted by Hal Holbrook).

On top of all the reasons above, I actually want to see Into The Wild because, seriously, there was one point in my life, it came across my mind to do exactly the same thing as Chris does. Go into the wild. Partially because I love wilderness. And there is a line that could be drawn to differentiate two audience's perceptions about the movie;
  • This guy is crazy by going TOO FAR away as a response of vengeance.
  • or He's doing the thing that he wants to do. He has all rights for his decisions.
This is the picture of himself taken by the real Christopher Johnson McCandless or Alex Supertramp, which sums up the film very well.


Watch the movie and read this trivia.
This is a movie that worth seeing.

Yes, that's him

When his single The Blowers Daughter hit my ears at the end of movie Closer, the melancholic feeling I had about the movie was relieved delicately. And it was not my habit to read credits at the end of movies until I heard this song in Closer. After acknowledging that Closer is his single, it didn't come to my surprise that Cold Water rendered in the middle of the movie is also his song.

I don't wanna post an entry about Damien Rice's biography. All I want to say is how this brilliant and exuberant singer (from my paucity of art sensibility) inveigles my quest
of searching the art

side inside of me. Being sentimental (yes! I admit it Gamat!), I don't care whatever people would say about my choice of music. It doesn't mean that I hate those people who favor music genres that are not in my list. Too ballad? Yes, that's how I explore myself. And thank you to Damien Rice for enlightening my exploration.

Critics claim that Damien's music is too depressing and melancholic, which could bring down listeners' emotion. Damien, himself, admitted in Live at Fingerprints: Warts and All (before performing Grey Room)that he wrote all the songs in his new album, with the state of being down or depressing, that eventually let him out from being too much out of control. That's Damien's trademark. If I would listen to him in different subject and same angle of music, he would not be in my 'A' list singer. These are the traits shared by arts (in whatever kind of performances - poetry, novel, painting, sculpture, architecture, music, dance, theatre, etc):-

- Art is artificial, that is, art is made rather than natural (hard to embrace at the 1st time, but ponder for while, that's true)
- Art exists for itself, not needing practical use in real life
- Art is self-aware
- Art produces a certain kind of response - an aesthetics response- in the audience.

Damien's music taught me the last trait
- Art produces a certain kind of response - an aesthetics response- in the audience. Again, the exact meaning of aesthetic response has been debated endlessly, but I have to agree that it includes an appreciation of beauty and some understanding that goes beyond the merely intellectual or the merely entertaining. Just peruse for a while these extracts from lyrics wrote by him, and guess what, they are so much more beautiful with witty and eccentric music arrangement;


" And so it is

Just like you said it should be

We'll both forget the breeze
Most of the time
And so it is
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial"

-The Blowers Daughter


"Nothing unusual, nothing strange
Close to nothing at all
The same old scenario, the same old rain
And there's no explosions here
Then something unusual, something strange
Comes from nothing at all
I saw a spaceship fly by your window
Did you see it disappear?"

- Amie


" What am I darlin'?
A whisper in your ear?

A piece of your cake?

What am I, darlin?
The boy you can fear?
Or your biggest mistake?"

- Cheers Darlin'


" And when you think you've sinned
Do you fall upon your knees?
And do you sit within your picture?
Do you still forget the breeze?"

- Elephant


" Have I still got you to be my open door
Have I still got you to be my sandy shore
Have I still got you to cross my bridge in this storm
Have I still got you to keep me warm"

- Grey Room


" And we use cushions to cover
Happy glands
In the mild issue of our disgrace

Our minds pressed and guarded

While our flesh disregarded
The lack of space for the light-hearted
In the boom that beats our drum"

- Accidental Babies

These are are few songs that left me breathless, the first time I listened to. They NEVER put me into a depressing mode, instead shining the beauty of arts that I have in my mind.


Rest in Peace Ennis

"Jack used to say, "Ennis Del Mar," he used to say; "I'm gonna bring him up here one of these days, and
we'll lick this damn ranch into shape. Had some half-
baked notion the two of you was gonna move up here.
Build a cabin, help run the place." " -John Twist-

He lets Jack leaves him, but he never knew that we never wanted to let him go...

Gratitude to Joe Wright and McEwan

" Dearest Cecilia, the story can resume. The one I had been planning on that evening walk. I can become again the man who once crossed the surrey park at dusk, in my best suit, swaggering on the promise of life. The man who, with the clarity of passion, made love to you in the library. The story can resume. I will return. Find you, love you, marry you and live without shame."

-Robbie Turner-

That's how a tragic romance should do.

Un Coeur Invaincu

A mighty Heart (Un Coeur Invaincu - 2007)

I knew it, when the trailer was released, that this is something that's gonna move me deeply. However, bombarded by loads of homeworks, exams, and social activities (new interest!), it slipped through my mind to put this Michael Winterbottom's masterpiece in my have-to-be-seen-films list. Until yesterday, when I chatted with a Pakistani brother on how enthralled I am to climb either at Pakistan or India, he said, "You know right, what's going on between India and Pakistan?" The question straight away reminded me about the "Truly Moving Award" winner (awarded by Heartland Film Festival in 2007 together with another stunningly narrated film, Freedom Writer) with brilliantly tucked-in performance by Angelina Jolie and distinguished cast by Dan Futterman, Will Paton, Archie Panjabi and Irfan Khan (Ashoke Ganguli in The Namesake!), A mighty Heart. It didn't take me long to put this film in my hectic schedule, which was right after Purdue Climbers' weekly film, King Lines.


While watching a film, it is my habit to partition a film into at least two parts, so I can take a rest for while in between (applied only on downloaded films!) But this year, other than The Namesakes, this film also has pulled all of my body and attention from the beginning till the end.

Critics have been argued about A Mighty Heart's lack of novelty; how cliche the themes are, how dull the plots are and how poor the screenplay is. As from my perspective as an audience, who is the target of the filmmaker, I believe I've grabbed the film's MAIN contention. A Mighty Heart is not about retelling story about an American journalist, Daniel Pearl, who was kidnapped and brutally murdered in Karachi Pakistan (one point off from the critics!). It is a story about Marianne Pearl's sagacious heart in facing this obstacle, and most importantly is the message of love. Then, I move to the next part, which is the film's other contentions which I guess the idea of cross-cultural understanding through journalism, music and dialog. It specifically can be observed at the character of the little child, Asra, Marianne herself and Daniel. After that, only I look at the actors and actresses, whom I believe support the film's contentions very well.

The lesson I've learned from this outstanding film is that I really don't have to look at a film's cast to judge the film (of course after millions of films out there I should be selective a bit, so I won't waste my time), I just need to be clear of whatever the filmmaker wants to tell me, only then I move to other aspects!

Finally!

Barefoot In The Park - Neil Simon
Click here for the play.


This is gonna be my very last assignment and my very first play!
I'm working on memorizing the lines and choosing my own props which usually not done by actors themselves! Owh ya! I'm gonna be 'Paul'!

Reconciliation

It has been almost 2 yrs since I got to this Opportunity Land. It comes to my consciousness that by this time, this moment or this seconds, I should have known where I'm sailing to. It says on the card given by Ady before I left Malaysia that People with goals succeed because they know where they are going, firmly stick to my creatively adorn board (love it!). I'm still here wavering myself on the hastily baseless decision I've made. But, should I regret it?

I don't know any of my six-degree-separations fellow whose life has not influenced by what he has done in the past. We, personally, me, apply all the experiences heavily from the angst and joy in our past to steadily or jerkily pace on the paths we're now on. I thought I have strip-mined huge parts of my wicked childhood and teenage life in Changlun throughout Shah Alam to fuel my collisions of cultures and human beings that fill up my chest to being able to breathe easily on my path.

But now, I'm exhausted. Am I trying too hard for this? Or I haven't tried it as hard as I could? I've been twisting and turning in the space that too small. That directs my limbs to grab ALL kind of joys which could flatter up myself.

If you can't fix it, Jack, you gotta stand it -Ennis Del Mar