Saturday, September 04, 2004

Puke and bad acting

well both literally happened but not with one incident, although it does quite aptly go together. i'm still reeling from the actual belief that i caught 'A Cinderalle Story' starring Hilary Duff when i don't even adore her and am convinced without reading any sort of reviews or hearsay that it's gonna be, well, not quite the cinematic pleasure a self-respecting movie-goer would expect. but the point is i was under duress and undue influence and that's my defence in case anyone finds out i watched it.

so where do i start? the running amock of cliches that just screams 'please kill me' or the real one emotion face of the male lead whom i sincerely don't care to remember his name for. and who's he kidding, being that scrawny, poster-boy, trying to act out as a football captain? i need FAR more drinks than that. anyhow, hilary duff was alright in that teen flick, i'm-just-in-this-movie-for-exposure sort of way. the script just hollers the fact that it's trying to be smart but trying being the operative word. Like when Hilary's best friend was driving like a female octogenarian, she quipped 'I'm looking for the Fast and the Furious, not Driving Miss Daisy'. yes, that was sheer touche. and i must have mentioned the one-emotion, i'm-definitely-cool-but-trying-to-tone-it-down male lead which you wouldn't miss. i think that was a league of humour in its own right. but oh well, cynicism and pedantic picking aside, it's a feel good movie. one comes out feeling saturated with all the cliches that could possibly be conjured up in the world and getting killed by the faux pas romance between the leads that clearly had little chemistry to begin with, it's easy on the brains. so i guess it's all back to TGIF.

and the puke portion has the dubious honour of naming my darling Shu Hsien as its main perpetuator. she sure did 'perpetuate' a ridiculous amount of vomit. that was some way to usher in the weekend huh? but i guess it's all in the festive spirit of needing to feel relaxed for a birthday party for a good friend and how can one refuse a drink from the most benigned-intention of birthday girls? it's a first for Hsien and i'm rather positive that she might not be repeating her vomitus act anytime soon.

a blast of ways to welcome the much needed weekend.

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