Friday, October 30, 2015

sometimes brotherhood is not really what it is

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initial reviews that came out on the movie Kapatiran were not good.  it was described as a big disappointment, a total waste of one's time and effort, and the film's slot in the festival could have gone to someone else.  so while the director says it is his best film yet, i didn't have high expectations.  however, i graduated from law school and i am a member of a fraternity/sorority so something in me wants it to be good, or at least realistic.

sadly, IT IS NOT.

while i wouldn't say it was a total waste of my time, despite of what i have read, i tried to be objective for the most part.  people can have varying interpretations of one single line so the director's point of view is one of many we can consider and not all of us will agree on a single point every single time.

i haven't been to a law school for over a decade so many things could have changed in the span of ten years.  i have been to two different law schools, spent six years studying and finishing the study of law and while i didn't succeed in becoming a lawyer, i don't believe the film painted an accurate picture of that experience.  for starters, i don't believe you can enter law school without graduating from college.  there is no Math Society in law school. and while there is still some form of public humiliation in the hazing we do, i don't believe hazing to the point of murder is something any of the law students do. anymore. these are already professionals, people who may have already started their own families, not some punks who still want to prove themselves better than others.  the actors are too young to be law students, even for folks who graduated from college and went straight to law school aren't that young.  there were so many scenes from every day life that were put there, and even without any sort of relation (or relevance - that interview with this girl who had spent twelve days in Berlin and felt like she's always belonged there, didn't make sense to me, didn't serve a purpose and only reminded me of those nouveau riche folks who only spent a month in the US who forgot how it is to speak Filipino.  while it's remotely possible to feel trapped in Manila, the traffic is enough to make everyone feel that way, i don't believe everyone here knows everybody. social media is rampant now, but you can still disappear here, if you know how to - i know i do) to the theme of the movie, they would've been connected still, they could've made sense, had there been a story.

that's it, i said it:  there was no fucking story.  it was supposed to show why people join these organizations, especially in law school, despite the fact that fraternities and sororities already have a bad reputation for unnecessary violence in order to prove loyalty.  it did not. it made law school organizations look like a big farce.  there are good sides and bad sides to it.  because of the number of organizations present in a law school, there is a silo mentality, instead of being united to a common goal.  there is rampant drinking and smoking because not being able to memorize all those articles and read all those cases can make you so stressed out.  but we also give back to the community.  we offer legal aid to those who cannot afford it.  some of us who are in government actually do make a difference to try to clean the obnoxious and corrupt system.  not everyone who is a son/daughter of a congressman can get away with doing an illegal u-turn.  some just have to flash their tits.

Kapatiran is not all that bad.  amidst all the scenes they cut and paste together in between hazings and a dark sense of brotherhood are snippets of reality in the Philippines.  much as we like to close our eyes and ignore them, deny their existence, they just won't go away.  they are part of us - a constant reminder of how corrupted everything is but nowhere near is the problem getting solved.

overall, did i like the movie?  i didn't hate it.  i acknowledge the effort that was put into it. the research was flawed and there could've been more work done, a deeper dive, as we BPO folks say, as to the root cause for joining a fraternity/sorority. if there was more to it than what i already know about law schools and fraternities and sororities in law schools, it was not executed well enough to show a great story.  for all its intents and purposes, there was clearly love and effort put into it, but i don't believe it was the director's best effort.  i know so.  i've seen Above the Clouds and that was awesome.  

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

angry girl journal 10.28.2015

people hate it when i use the line, "i can die tomorrow for all we know" but we never really know when the bus will come.  it's so easy to take people for granted or hurt their feelings but it's never easy to tell them you care and i don't get it.  some of us live our lives and leave this earth without ever knowing if anybody ever gave a damn, if anyone cared back when all you have to do is speak up.

i always say, i'd rather be shot down for speaking my mind, for showing i care than beat myself up for not saying anything when i should've.

unrequited love is better than unspoken love.  

Thursday, October 15, 2015

angry girl journal 10.15.2015

at 5am this morning on the way home, there was traffic at Edsa-Shaw.  the bus  driver and the conductor dragged out and beat up a snatcher on the bus and got the traffic enforcers to pick him up.  it was quite the disturbance.

during my early morning bus rides, no matter how tired i am i do my best to stay awake so as not to fall prey to these lawless elements.  i am grateful that there are people who remain vigilant when things like this happen when it is so much easier to look away.  which makes me think:

if we were so mad at the petty thieves, why do we keep voting for the big fish who steal millions from our country?

Saturday, October 10, 2015

You're The Worst: how's this for a relationship goal?

Jimmy's eyes met with Gretchen's and they both smiled.  it was love at first sight.


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i discovered this show through an article written by Jessica Zafra (as i no longer have a tv since my neighbor cut their cable) and i enjoyed it immensely.  Jimmy (Chris Geere, even with backfat, he is fairly attractive)  chews up the bride, his ex-girlfriend, on her wedding day, because she wants to rub it in his face how happy she is.  Gretchen (Aya Cash) tries to steal one of the wedding gifts to try to resell it but ends up with a blender, not the food processor.  they end up sleeping together.  they know fully well to set expectations that it may or may not last because one is afraid of relationships and one doesn't believe in it anymore.

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even the main theme by Slothrust used at the beginning of the show reiterates it,:
"I'm gonna leave you anyway,
I'm gonna leave you anyway,
I'm gonna leave you anyway."
it's a cute romantic comedy without even trying to be. they are both mean, horrible people.  they know they're awful but they find no shame in it.  somehow the "relationship" works because they get each other and for some weird reason, Jimmy's radical honesty (more like insensitivity) evens out Gretchen's compulsive lying.  of course, Jimmy has to be a writer, an English one at that, who likes to rant about the futility of everything and rage against the dying of the light.  while he can be mean, he lets his former drug dealer with PTSD from serving in Iraq, Edgar (Desmin Borges), stay with him for cooking and some light cleaning.  Edgar is the heart of this show.  for his heroine addiction and his PTSD, he is still a great friend to Jimmy.  he believes in love.  Gretchen is a great liar to the point that she has made her parents believe she still drinks milk.  she cares about her client Sam, but tries to day drink as much as she can.   Lindsay (Kether Donahue), Gretchen's best friend, is the worst of them all.  she's pretty messed up.  she has cockoholism.

i love the show because it doesn't try to be funny and romantic, but it is.  the themes are pretty dark but people can still find humor in it.  i would imagine most relationships these days start like this, meaning they hook up, except maybe they aren't being true to each other or maybe because they immediately think that after a one-night thing, that person is "The One", so it doesn't last.    i mean, i would probably want one like it:   one that has disclaimers and clear expectations of what the other person wants and is about, one that is funny, true and mean, my favorite kind.  i want to have a relationship with someone who can't keep their hands off me, and don't want to lose me at the same time.  it will be one filled with chaos and heartbreak but it will be the most fun i would have.  it can last years or it can be hours, but it will be memorable.

Jimmy and Gretchen might be setting up each other for horrible sadness and pain, but i bet it will be worth it.

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Wednesday, October 07, 2015

beep beep

hi.  i'm the beep card.  i'm your reloadable train card and i will be your companion for the next four years.  i had a rough start in MRT3 last Monday, but i'm pretty smooth sailing now.  people have gotten around to refunding their old stored value cards and are using me now.  they even have vending machines where you can reload me.  pretty soon, the tellers will be redundant because most people will be self-sufficient and there will be no need for long queues in the train.  and you can use me on all three train stations!

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but you don't need me.  instead of getting me out into the world, they could've renovated the comfort rooms at the train stations first, or fixed the escalators and elevators.  you don't need me.  you need more trains! trains that work.  the ones who don't shut down in the middle of your journey to wherever you need to go.  you need trains that have working air-conditioning so that even when they are full you don't smell like the sweat of the man standing behind you before you even get to the workplace.

you don't need another distraction just so you will forget that people are not doing their jobs to make your life better, you don't need me to show you that instead of working on better transportation for the masses, we got you a new card but we didn't increase the number of trains or did a better job of maintaining the rails.  you don't need me to be more pissed than you already are.

angry girl journal 10.07.2015

Facebook has a way of reminding you of some form of insanity you may have had from a few years back:

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sometimes you do need that reminder to make sure past mistakes don't repeat themselves.