Epal at yari na naman ang sistema ng pagdaloy ng dugo ko...isipin nyo nmn kung kyo rin ang nsa klagyan ko mrahil ganun din kyo.
Ay, kasi eto ung kwnto- ung crush k ngkta n nmn kmi, eh umeepal n nmn kht na cnbi k n na behave dpt xa, hahahaha...tpos un, eh ako naman ay mababaw lang na nilalang, kya un, pagkaalis ng bruho, ngtttlon ako, hahaha!
Hmmm...pero sbi nga ng mga friends k, mga pare at mare, fans at hindi (as if!), bad taste daw ako s mga lalaki, ay nko. Eh paki ba nila, eh sa mta ko mainit cla, so ako naman si tingin, admire, at tingin pa uli hahahaha!
Ksi naman s totoo lang hindi ako ung tipong taong ngbbgy ng msyadong hlaga sa mga crushes k...isipin nyo n lng, kht ako nttwa pg naiicp ko na kung halimbawa lng nmn n lht ng nging crush k ay pinangarap ko, eh naka, patay tayo riyan...dami k n bf. D n rn ako sali sa samahang NBSB (no bf since birth)! :P
Ang crush hindi equals love sa kin. Bsta. Sa katunayan tinatawanan ko lang sa ngayon ang posibilidad na magkasyota dahil alam kong hindi ito naaayon sa aking prinsipyo at prioridad. Sa kasalukuyan lang ako sigurado. Malay natin bukas ung crush ko pla jowa k n (ano?!!) hahahah! Exampol lang mga ppl. Bsta ang akin eh ung hindi sumasalungat sa batas ng Diyos.
Sa pag-ibig: So with an answer as indefinite as 'Why my dear Mark is soo mataray', "What is love?" (I'm referring exculsively to the 'special someone', take note)
I have formulated a compressed answer for this. To me, my special someone is a very dear friend of mine who happens to be a guy, whom I trust and care about, whom I know needs me as I need him, who complements me as I complement him, a Christian who walks closely with God and lives only for Jesus...and surely wants me in his life for good (dapat!). O d b...
OK! My qualifications are set. But thankfully (and maybe to some of you, sadly) God's time for my turn isn't set- yet? Hehehe. And I'm cool with that. Sure, it's a bit pressuring for me to control my hormones (and myself!) from going out there and picking one for the sheer pleasure of it. But the gift of this time of single blessedness is simply a wise way to mature even more not only physically, emotionally, and mentally, but also- and most especially- in the aspect of faith in our Master.
I am certain that only a few would truly comprehend this dynamic concept, and I am soo sure that fewer than that would even like to try it for themselves. But I assure you that I have no regrets handling the situation with these principles in mind. :)
So much for love. Time to post!
First Day High!
Oy, byaan nyo, d nmn ako kakanta nung rexona song ng Kamikaze, hahaha...though that would be fun, wahooo!
June 13- siyempers sa totoo lang ung mga freshies naiisahan lang nito, ang real first day ksi is 14 pero for sophies of course different ang kaso. orientation daw, cge...tpos un pla sariling commute papunta sa venue, sa Sta. Mesa pa no, grr! Buti n lng at kasama ko si Jonathan, streetwise at adventurous so we got there ok- bilad sa araw pero ok, hehehe.
Orientation- lasted from 1030-100. Boring coz it's all ranting, but the topics presented to us were very...interesting. We were given a taste of what we're about to do real soon. One of them happens in the maternity ward (PUSHHHHH!!!!!!!!! But not before- 'insert two fingers measurement') xp. The other means injecting meself...to lern how to vaccinate others (feel the pain first so you'll be merciful daw on your victims- ah, i mean- patients, hahaha!).
Rainy interlude- bumuhos ang ulan. (To the unprepared others- Yei, i can use my red umbrella, nyehehehehe- joke!)xp Baaad Peachie! Ma was away so ptay syempre id have to wait, bt then with Ma's consent, pumayag xa go back me sa Mendiola area bsta may ksma mgjeep- buti ok lang k Jonathan, bless him...so un ngjeep kmi sa buhos ng ulan, then bond n chat dun sa kfc over lunch. Ngantay n rn kmi ng 300 dsmissal (firs day d b?xp) at mdyo ngliwaliw sa skul at churchyrd b4 xa uwi. Super thnx to him at d ako ngbulok dun sa venue! :)
Cousin bonding- Pinaalam k muna cna shane alain at david (my cousins^^) at ngbond kmi s kfc wyl w8ng for their sundo to come by. umulan n nman ng pgkalakas2, so buti anjan n c ma at sinundo pa kmi. :) shortly dumating rn erpat nla, then with a bit sadness hinatid k cla to the car kht ngshower n ko s ulan (pinayungan k eh), hahaha!
Uwi, tulog. Tulog. ZZZZZZZ.
June 13- siyempers sa totoo lang ung mga freshies naiisahan lang nito, ang real first day ksi is 14 pero for sophies of course different ang kaso. orientation daw, cge...tpos un pla sariling commute papunta sa venue, sa Sta. Mesa pa no, grr! Buti n lng at kasama ko si Jonathan, streetwise at adventurous so we got there ok- bilad sa araw pero ok, hehehe.
Orientation- lasted from 1030-100. Boring coz it's all ranting, but the topics presented to us were very...interesting. We were given a taste of what we're about to do real soon. One of them happens in the maternity ward (PUSHHHHH!!!!!!!!! But not before- 'insert two fingers measurement') xp. The other means injecting meself...to lern how to vaccinate others (feel the pain first so you'll be merciful daw on your victims- ah, i mean- patients, hahaha!).
Rainy interlude- bumuhos ang ulan. (To the unprepared others- Yei, i can use my red umbrella, nyehehehehe- joke!)xp Baaad Peachie! Ma was away so ptay syempre id have to wait, bt then with Ma's consent, pumayag xa go back me sa Mendiola area bsta may ksma mgjeep- buti ok lang k Jonathan, bless him...so un ngjeep kmi sa buhos ng ulan, then bond n chat dun sa kfc over lunch. Ngantay n rn kmi ng 300 dsmissal (firs day d b?xp) at mdyo ngliwaliw sa skul at churchyrd b4 xa uwi. Super thnx to him at d ako ngbulok dun sa venue! :)
Cousin bonding- Pinaalam k muna cna shane alain at david (my cousins^^) at ngbond kmi s kfc wyl w8ng for their sundo to come by. umulan n nman ng pgkalakas2, so buti anjan n c ma at sinundo pa kmi. :) shortly dumating rn erpat nla, then with a bit sadness hinatid k cla to the car kht ngshower n ko s ulan (pinayungan k eh), hahaha!
Uwi, tulog. Tulog. ZZZZZZZ.
Tagged! Tagged! Tagged! >:(
OK, peach has been tagged for reasons na di ko naman nalaman hanggang nabasa ko rin ung entry ni Madame Schizoesque! Well, since I am not at all busy here, I might as well follow the instructions...and later tag someone too, bwahahahahaha- (honestly this is a fun way to uncover some interesting info in you guys...)
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Instructions:
1. The tagged victim (apparently, me) has to come up with 8 different descriptions of their perfect lover.
2. He/she needs to mention the sex/gender of their perfect lover.
3. He/she must tag 8 more people to join this game and leave a comment on their comments saying they've been tagged.
4. If tagged a second time, there's no need to post again.
(Naku, I don't wish to be idealistic, but my these, as JR and I had discussed not long ago, serve as guidelines-)
Gender: Male! (No in-betweens!)
1st: (Cannot be compromised) He is a certified Christian, a devoted bondservant of Christ.
2nd: (Cannot be compromised) He belongs to my inner circle of trustees.
3rd: (Cannot be compromised) Matalino! (Meaning, hindi siya engot- esp. with grammar, naku!)
4th: He never fails to make me laugh, kalogers- may amusing measure of 'kulit.'
5th: He is a true friend who goes the distance to spend time with me.
6th: He loves to eat (para same kami) and is a food adventurer (para maiba).
7th: He is an adventurer at heart (mahilig sa outdoors and new places).
8th: He can cook, do the laundry (whether manual or not), sweep and mop the floor as well as I can, and wash dishes (aka marunong sa buhay).
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Man! Hersch, napaisip ako! But oh well, some of these can still change (but not the first 3).
FYI: (Just a tidbit-) I'm not at all worried about meeting my 'perfect lover,' coz believe me or not, I tell you now that the person I'm going out with next is my husband, in God's grace.:)
OK, meanwhile, I'm tagging next! :P
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Instructions:
1. The tagged victim (apparently, me) has to come up with 8 different descriptions of their perfect lover.
2. He/she needs to mention the sex/gender of their perfect lover.
3. He/she must tag 8 more people to join this game and leave a comment on their comments saying they've been tagged.
4. If tagged a second time, there's no need to post again.
(Naku, I don't wish to be idealistic, but my these, as JR and I had discussed not long ago, serve as guidelines-)
Gender: Male! (No in-betweens!)
1st: (Cannot be compromised) He is a certified Christian, a devoted bondservant of Christ.
2nd: (Cannot be compromised) He belongs to my inner circle of trustees.
3rd: (Cannot be compromised) Matalino! (Meaning, hindi siya engot- esp. with grammar, naku!)
4th: He never fails to make me laugh, kalogers- may amusing measure of 'kulit.'
5th: He is a true friend who goes the distance to spend time with me.
6th: He loves to eat (para same kami) and is a food adventurer (para maiba).
7th: He is an adventurer at heart (mahilig sa outdoors and new places).
8th: He can cook, do the laundry (whether manual or not), sweep and mop the floor as well as I can, and wash dishes (aka marunong sa buhay).
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Man! Hersch, napaisip ako! But oh well, some of these can still change (but not the first 3).
FYI: (Just a tidbit-) I'm not at all worried about meeting my 'perfect lover,' coz believe me or not, I tell you now that the person I'm going out with next is my husband, in God's grace.:)
OK, meanwhile, I'm tagging next! :P
Swearing off formalities, wahahaha! (in my bloggie at least)
Look around this work of art...ganda na at maaliwalas, d ba? Hay, kung makakapagsalita lang tng blog ko now, it'd strike a brilliant pose and ask: How do I look?
Anyway, etong pagpapalit-anyo ng aking personal na espasyo dito ay marahil dahil na rin kay Tif at sa paghanap nya sa peach touch ko (informal, reckless, bubbly, at parang teks ang dating) na hindi ko namalayang dahan-dahan nang nawala (salamat, Tif!). Bakit kamo niyo nawala? Well, sabihin na lang natin na parang kalsada iyan jan sa harap ng bahay namin- baku-baku na so nag-under construction, hahaha!
No, honestly my stay here in Malabon has triggered a 'spritiual growth spurt,' as I prefer to put it. At siyempre, tulad ng kahit anong bagay na kailangan ng malaking pagbabago, kailangan ko ring dumaan ng ilang significant 'moments' kung saan ako'y napapaisip...inaayos ang sarili upang maging mas matatag at mas karapat-dapat sa ating iisang pinakamamahal. Kaya iyan, ilang linggo rin akong iba ang isip.
Pero wala naman akong pagsisisi- sa katunayan, tulad ng nasabi ko sa karamihan sa inyo, I don't think I have ever felt happier in my whole life than this, with the satisfaction of a love that I have sometimes lost, and with a deeper understand of the meaning of purposeful living. Drama ba? Hahahaha! Ganyan talaga si Peach, ano...yan naman ang di ko mababago...iiyak at madudulas pa rin sa putik itong mukhang to, mabibigo ang kalooban at masasaktan, pero maganda pa rin ang hair!
Nah, seriously- huwag nating kalimutan na kasama ng mga kabiguang iyon, marami pang pagkakataong tumawa, mang-gudtym ng mga logets, umap-d8 with the circle of friends at maghanap pa ng iba, kiligin with cuties (Taski!), mag-o2jamming, atbp...happiness is a choice, ika nga. Oo nga naman, ang hirap naman kasi kung lagi na lang tyong sasabay sa alon (tulad na lang ng pagiging pormal ko sa blog noong ilang entries past)...isipin niyo na lang- only DEAD fish swim with the current! Ayos ba? :P
Mga friends, miss ko na kyo so update me through any means possible, cool b tyo jan?:) Hugs...
Anyway, etong pagpapalit-anyo ng aking personal na espasyo dito ay marahil dahil na rin kay Tif at sa paghanap nya sa peach touch ko (informal, reckless, bubbly, at parang teks ang dating) na hindi ko namalayang dahan-dahan nang nawala (salamat, Tif!). Bakit kamo niyo nawala? Well, sabihin na lang natin na parang kalsada iyan jan sa harap ng bahay namin- baku-baku na so nag-under construction, hahaha!
No, honestly my stay here in Malabon has triggered a 'spritiual growth spurt,' as I prefer to put it. At siyempre, tulad ng kahit anong bagay na kailangan ng malaking pagbabago, kailangan ko ring dumaan ng ilang significant 'moments' kung saan ako'y napapaisip...inaayos ang sarili upang maging mas matatag at mas karapat-dapat sa ating iisang pinakamamahal. Kaya iyan, ilang linggo rin akong iba ang isip.
Pero wala naman akong pagsisisi- sa katunayan, tulad ng nasabi ko sa karamihan sa inyo, I don't think I have ever felt happier in my whole life than this, with the satisfaction of a love that I have sometimes lost, and with a deeper understand of the meaning of purposeful living. Drama ba? Hahahaha! Ganyan talaga si Peach, ano...yan naman ang di ko mababago...iiyak at madudulas pa rin sa putik itong mukhang to, mabibigo ang kalooban at masasaktan, pero maganda pa rin ang hair!
Nah, seriously- huwag nating kalimutan na kasama ng mga kabiguang iyon, marami pang pagkakataong tumawa, mang-gudtym ng mga logets, umap-d8 with the circle of friends at maghanap pa ng iba, kiligin with cuties (Taski!), mag-o2jamming, atbp...happiness is a choice, ika nga. Oo nga naman, ang hirap naman kasi kung lagi na lang tyong sasabay sa alon (tulad na lang ng pagiging pormal ko sa blog noong ilang entries past)...isipin niyo na lang- only DEAD fish swim with the current! Ayos ba? :P
Mga friends, miss ko na kyo so update me through any means possible, cool b tyo jan?:) Hugs...
When I am met by my past mistakes
IF YOU DON'T WANT TO HEAR TRUE UGLY STUFF ABOUT ME, BETTER SKIP THIS ENTRY.
Here is a fact- I mostly hate the silence of solitude and dearly embrace the hustle and bustle of togetherness and cheer. Why? Coz with all the noise (that I mostly make too) and work that I am capable of putting into my daily sched, I am not soo entitled to think and brood and build castles in the air...being busy keeps one from doing that. But in silence? Man, I hate it, coz this is when my mistakes in my past haunt me, making me say, "Hay nako."
Hay nako. To the time when I acted upon impulse and kept a closed mind, making me lose my friends for a few good years. To the time I slapped James for teasing me. To the time I cried in front of the class. To the times I cried upon my chores and made my mother upset. To the time when I chose to be pressured by my peers and the society in order to keep up with what's supposedly acceptable and fun. To my first (and hopefully last) catfight before with my now close friend. To the time I cried in front of Eugene. To the time when I separated myself from the class and the batch just because I was too proud to reach out to them. To the time when I misjudged Bern. To the time when I shouted at Shuri. To that time when I made Tif cry. To the times I wallowed in self-pity. To the time I made Therese feel that I left her. To the time I fought with Jonreph because of Math problems. To the time when I 'attacked' someone who hurt my friend (which I think was wrong). To the time when I waged war against my big bro. To the time when I became a liability to my groupmates. To the time when I stepped on other people's toes. To the time when I refused to surrender my love life to the Lord. To the time when I complained and grumbled when God led me to be his nursing student. To the time I doubted Paulo's integrity. To the time I thought badly of Shane. To the times I escaped and exposed myself to all sorts of unnecessary dangers just because I was too selfish consider my mother's feelings. To the time I felt so unworthy to be in my circle of friends because Tif was soo smart, Bern was so brave to the point of recklessness, Therese was becoming a great leader, Shuri was a techie genius, and Pau seemed to have everything in control, etc. To the times I did O2 instead of chores and having a complete date with the Lord. To the time I thought Christian would leave me as easy as he came. To the times I have cried in self-pity because of wanting so much to be in the same university as my friends'.
I know we all have our skeletons in the closet. I have a whole bunch of them...this blog entry might not even be enough to contain them all. I fear the silence a lot because these wrongs that I have done before come back to me fresh through my thoughts. I fear being left alone without someone to talk with because I feel that if these mistakes go on haunting me long enough I'd go mad and feel depressed for a period of time.
I am praying that in time I would be able to let go and let Jesus open the door for me when these haunting thoughts come knocking again in the future.
Here is a fact- I mostly hate the silence of solitude and dearly embrace the hustle and bustle of togetherness and cheer. Why? Coz with all the noise (that I mostly make too) and work that I am capable of putting into my daily sched, I am not soo entitled to think and brood and build castles in the air...being busy keeps one from doing that. But in silence? Man, I hate it, coz this is when my mistakes in my past haunt me, making me say, "Hay nako."
Hay nako. To the time when I acted upon impulse and kept a closed mind, making me lose my friends for a few good years. To the time I slapped James for teasing me. To the time I cried in front of the class. To the times I cried upon my chores and made my mother upset. To the time when I chose to be pressured by my peers and the society in order to keep up with what's supposedly acceptable and fun. To my first (and hopefully last) catfight before with my now close friend. To the time I cried in front of Eugene. To the time when I separated myself from the class and the batch just because I was too proud to reach out to them. To the time when I misjudged Bern. To the time when I shouted at Shuri. To that time when I made Tif cry. To the times I wallowed in self-pity. To the time I made Therese feel that I left her. To the time I fought with Jonreph because of Math problems. To the time when I 'attacked' someone who hurt my friend (which I think was wrong). To the time when I waged war against my big bro. To the time when I became a liability to my groupmates. To the time when I stepped on other people's toes. To the time when I refused to surrender my love life to the Lord. To the time when I complained and grumbled when God led me to be his nursing student. To the time I doubted Paulo's integrity. To the time I thought badly of Shane. To the times I escaped and exposed myself to all sorts of unnecessary dangers just because I was too selfish consider my mother's feelings. To the time I felt so unworthy to be in my circle of friends because Tif was soo smart, Bern was so brave to the point of recklessness, Therese was becoming a great leader, Shuri was a techie genius, and Pau seemed to have everything in control, etc. To the times I did O2 instead of chores and having a complete date with the Lord. To the time I thought Christian would leave me as easy as he came. To the times I have cried in self-pity because of wanting so much to be in the same university as my friends'.
I know we all have our skeletons in the closet. I have a whole bunch of them...this blog entry might not even be enough to contain them all. I fear the silence a lot because these wrongs that I have done before come back to me fresh through my thoughts. I fear being left alone without someone to talk with because I feel that if these mistakes go on haunting me long enough I'd go mad and feel depressed for a period of time.
I am praying that in time I would be able to let go and let Jesus open the door for me when these haunting thoughts come knocking again in the future.
Disturbances...
I feel deeply disturbed. Besides this anti-tetanus and anti-hepa b booster that got my shoulders feeling like it's been overworking out, hahaha...my heart is feeling uneasy, although the catalyst is at the moment taking his zzz's, grrr...hahahaha!
I met up with my friend today who has been feeling too much sentiments recently after getting sort of 'betrayed.' Sentiments...soo contagious...haay.
So what am I feeling disturbed about? Honestly, I can't pinpoint it now...nobody said peach can easily do that despite feeling almost certain about her emotional probs most of the time, hehehe.
Friends. We all have friends. Some of us even have more than that. But do you know that God says friendship is the best kind of relationship we can have?:) I can tell that most of us can relate to that, tell a story of faithfulness and stuff...being free to be yourself in front of someone...to love and be loved without condition...indeed, friendship is a heavenly gift for those of us who have found the real thing.
I have no problem with that. I can go on for a day telling anyone about how blessed I am in this aspect of my life. But then...
My friend, who's recently in pain...well...he said some things to me which I have never heard from someone else...and upon hearing these things I feel soo unworthy. So weak.
This evening, in the middle of a laugh/bad trip he wanted me to promise that I "will never leave him no matter what happens."
Suddenly upon facing his request I realize I am not strong enough. Yes, I could answer, "Sure, I can!" And go on promising that I will be faithful and that I won't leave him like his other friends did.
But I didn't. I didn't have the nerve. It would have been a lie if I did. I am, after all, human. I have limitations. And the roads of life do not really go parallel as they are crossing each other.
But I can do so much for my friends. I can be loyal as much as I can be. I can fight for them. I can stay beside them. I can laugh and cry with them. I can enjoy bouts of happiness with them. My letters to them tell a lot about these. I give them my love while the time is right. While I am alive.
But people change. One day I might be off somewhere, working in a different setting, having a new set of friends. Although I can keep the old ones in my heart...physically, I have to leave them...eventually.
But my dear friends, we are not alone in this life. We have Jesus, our bestest friend, no matter what. And I feel that it is up to us to give it to Him to keep us in the arms of our friends (come on, He's God, so he's got the best planner).
So if things do not go as planned...if we find ourselves alone...even when we are betrayed by someone very dear to us...siya na ang bahala. In eveything naman eh...if we give it up to Him, we are surely walking on solid ground.
So to my friend's request of promising, all I could reply was, "...in God's grace." :)
I met up with my friend today who has been feeling too much sentiments recently after getting sort of 'betrayed.' Sentiments...soo contagious...haay.
So what am I feeling disturbed about? Honestly, I can't pinpoint it now...nobody said peach can easily do that despite feeling almost certain about her emotional probs most of the time, hehehe.
Friends. We all have friends. Some of us even have more than that. But do you know that God says friendship is the best kind of relationship we can have?:) I can tell that most of us can relate to that, tell a story of faithfulness and stuff...being free to be yourself in front of someone...to love and be loved without condition...indeed, friendship is a heavenly gift for those of us who have found the real thing.
I have no problem with that. I can go on for a day telling anyone about how blessed I am in this aspect of my life. But then...
My friend, who's recently in pain...well...he said some things to me which I have never heard from someone else...and upon hearing these things I feel soo unworthy. So weak.
This evening, in the middle of a laugh/bad trip he wanted me to promise that I "will never leave him no matter what happens."
Suddenly upon facing his request I realize I am not strong enough. Yes, I could answer, "Sure, I can!" And go on promising that I will be faithful and that I won't leave him like his other friends did.
But I didn't. I didn't have the nerve. It would have been a lie if I did. I am, after all, human. I have limitations. And the roads of life do not really go parallel as they are crossing each other.
But I can do so much for my friends. I can be loyal as much as I can be. I can fight for them. I can stay beside them. I can laugh and cry with them. I can enjoy bouts of happiness with them. My letters to them tell a lot about these. I give them my love while the time is right. While I am alive.
But people change. One day I might be off somewhere, working in a different setting, having a new set of friends. Although I can keep the old ones in my heart...physically, I have to leave them...eventually.
But my dear friends, we are not alone in this life. We have Jesus, our bestest friend, no matter what. And I feel that it is up to us to give it to Him to keep us in the arms of our friends (come on, He's God, so he's got the best planner).
So if things do not go as planned...if we find ourselves alone...even when we are betrayed by someone very dear to us...siya na ang bahala. In eveything naman eh...if we give it up to Him, we are surely walking on solid ground.
So to my friend's request of promising, all I could reply was, "...in God's grace." :)
The Da Vinci Code (R-18)
Peach rating: 8
Artists and book fanatics all over the world call it, 'A work of art.' Opus Dei labeled it, 'A work of fiction.' The Vatican condemn it, 'A work of evil.' But however we prefer to name it, The Da Vinci Code is selling to millions, this time onscreen and finally out with a lot controversey. It opened nationwide here in the Philippines on May 18, 2006, despite the protests of some officials of the MTRCB and the futile action of the Roman Catholic church to stop it from coming in.
OK, but first of all, why the R-rating? From what I have seen, I think it is justified by a couple of necessary scenes. The first one is the dead body of Sauniere in Vitruvian fashion. No, of course they won't really show 'his nakedness,' as I prefer to put it, but it is still something mindless minors shouldn't see. The second one is Silas' self torture ('pain-is-good' belief). Again, sorry to the gays, no albino nakedness exposed. I cringed at the way it was shown. Either it was because I was too soft-hearted or the actor was just waay too good.
Having read the book during my senior year in SJ, I had no doubt with the quality of the story. The primary question that sat on my mind was, "Will the actors deliver?"
7 Positive points:
Artists and book fanatics all over the world call it, 'A work of art.' Opus Dei labeled it, 'A work of fiction.' The Vatican condemn it, 'A work of evil.' But however we prefer to name it, The Da Vinci Code is selling to millions, this time onscreen and finally out with a lot controversey. It opened nationwide here in the Philippines on May 18, 2006, despite the protests of some officials of the MTRCB and the futile action of the Roman Catholic church to stop it from coming in.
OK, but first of all, why the R-rating? From what I have seen, I think it is justified by a couple of necessary scenes. The first one is the dead body of Sauniere in Vitruvian fashion. No, of course they won't really show 'his nakedness,' as I prefer to put it, but it is still something mindless minors shouldn't see. The second one is Silas' self torture ('pain-is-good' belief). Again, sorry to the gays, no albino nakedness exposed. I cringed at the way it was shown. Either it was because I was too soft-hearted or the actor was just waay too good.
Having read the book during my senior year in SJ, I had no doubt with the quality of the story. The primary question that sat on my mind was, "Will the actors deliver?"
7 Positive points:
- The first scene opens with Sauniere running from his killer, Silas. I was surpised and happy with it because it was exactly as I had perceived it during my readings. The killing of the nun as he broke the Rose Line was also shown in accurate details.
- I initially thought that Tom Hanks as Robert Langdon wasn't exactly fitting, because I have the idea that the book character was supposedly younger-looking. But he showed otherwise. With the way he hadled his role, all I could say was, 'Sweet!'
- I laughed pleasantly at the fact that they chose the actor who played Magneto ni X-Men to play Sir Leigh Teabing and the actor who played Doctor Octopus in Spiderman 2 to be Bishop Aringarosa. I respect these actors for their great talent in effectively playing characters with twisted minds and double personas.
- I loved the suspense, especially that part with Silas jumping at Robert all of a sudden while he was having a heated discussion with Teabing.
- The guy who played the Captain was really good with his acting.
- The cryptex, along with all the props, was beautiful and very detailed. The cillice that Silas wore and his lash wounds- all believable.
- The best positive point of all is that, while almost all book-movies do unsatisfactory cuts that make the movie unclear and incomplete, this movie was 'necessarily cut' in a most perfect fashion. What I mean with this is that, they omitted the other book details with respect to the running time and changed the story a bit without losing its essence.
- I think other actresses would have given life to Sophie's character more effectively than the one in the movie.
- The music was not too good.
- I didn't like the way Silas died in the movie (I understand that the running time was very limited, but still..!)
- Teabing's revelation and sinister character was not given too much importance in the movie.
- Langdon's display of subtle humor (come on, he's Tom Hanks, he can do more with a better script!) was too limited.
- The Bishop seemed too young (I'd buy it if they had dyed his hair with a hint of gray).
- And the worst? The latter part where the revelations were made became too mushy and overwhelming. I wish they had spread the revelations evenly without overflowing the ending with too much information.
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