Sucker Punch

I went to see this movie without the benefit of any web research. I saw a part of the trailer on those LCD televisions that establishments use for bombarding our heads with further capitalist propaganda than anyone had ever thought possible. After seeing a young woman wearing that kind of a uniform and brandishing a katana who would not want to watch that movie? Oh please, like I was the only one who bought Anne Rice’s Belinda or Nabokov’s Lolita. Plus it felt like a PlayStation game on cellulite.

From IMDb:

Sucker Punch

PG-13

Action, Fantasy, Thriller

Release date: March 25, 2011 (Philippines)

Writer: Zack Snyder

Starring: Carla Gugino, Emily Browning, Vanessa…

Genre: Action, Psychological thriller, Thriller,…

Producer: Jim Rowe, Deborah Snyder, Zack Snyder

A young girl is institutionalized by her abusive stepfather. Retreating to an alternative reality as a coping strategy, she envisions a plan which will help her escape from the mental facility.

I was wondering five minutes in if I saw the rating correctly (PG-13). I think I was. Boy, I wonder if the parents (and the kids) followed the undercurrent, or saw it as another play to bend reality and not get taken in by what the film was trying to say. The other thing is I maybe too perverse and it is scary to think about being able to catch a lot of that through my filters. It was a pretty sick plot, with the stepfather obviously having relations with the lead (Baby Doll) and committing her to a mental institution that did unspeakable things (Yes they weren’t mentioned but clearly alluded to) to its patients.

The movie carries through on its promise to be an action fantasy thriller. It’s 109 minutes of in your face adrenaline rush.

The fight scenes were really good, although the only one I did like was the first one. The CGI was great and the sequences were over the top, which was a testosterone boost. Pair it up with sexy young women with their puppies almost popping out and you have lift off baby. Well you could say that I’m a sexist pig, but this was one for the Cro-Magnon vehicle all the way. The movie sells big action scenes, allusion to sex, skin, skin, skin, and then some more skin.

Welcome to the 21^st century.

Oh, the soundtrack was freaking great!

Three Stars out of Five Possible

Trying to Write

It’s always good to know in your heart that you have published works that you’ve been paid for already. It gives me comfort. I’ve broken the barrier, I’ve proven that I can do it. But knowing this is sometimes very aggravating since I wrote about pain and loneliness.

I’m happy now. And consequently there is a lack of truth to write about what I did before and tell myself that it works. It does not.

I’m restarting this blog yet again for the nth time these last three years trying to find the direction I should be in. It’s three days and still no go.

I miss Lalaine.

Quiet Saturday Morning Drives

Early morning found Mikey on the C5 highway driving to Taguig. I was to show Jet the finer points of HDMI connections, which was what you ought to have when you prefer watching and listening to the great trash metal bands on your rest days.

The roads were quiet with very few cars on them, which reminds me why I fell in love with driving when I was younger. It was a pleasant morning, that I found myself a little saddened to reach my destination so quickly. Time and everything else flashes by so quickly that you need to always be aware to try and live in the moment.

It something I have yet to learn. Thank God I have Heidi by my side.

Drone Drone Drone

The afternoon was a departure from the usual. Believe me the usual is a monotony we call our life. It’s fun, and is everything I ever wanted. But the princess (Heidi she calls herself) thinks life is dead without variety. Poor me. I’ve caught the dream and she decides that lack of choices makes for a very lackluster life. Good thing she doesn’t feel that way about the man she loves.

So the break we got was courtesy of her physical therapists Mitch and Deng. They joined us for an early dinner at Dencio’s Bar and Grill. It was a treat and good fun. They were funny and refreshingly different. I have to hand it to Heidi – the variety is something I should welcome. So much for the uptight Mikey.

So we were watching this Meryl Streep movie about a cook in the late 1940’s. Alternating in the cut scenes was a modern day blogger working through the former’s published cook book. The movie was going quite well until Heidi picked up on the blogger. With a wicked glint in her eye she starts getting on my case.

Which is why I’m penning this down while she watches the movie for me. Sheesh. I understand it though. If it was so good, then why don’t I write about it? I guess I will.