As I write this, I can't help but feel still a bit giddy.
Kenshin Himura. He was one of the anime I adored when I was bumming after graduation, reviewing for board exams, passing it, and hunting for a job. Kenshin, to say the least, is one of, if not the, the cutest anime there is. *gasps for air* Well, he was rocking a red-do! That should in itself say something, right?
Anyway, over the weekend, Jenny and Artu invited me to watch the live, Japanese adaptation of the anime series. It did not disappoint. It left me awestruck, and totally sold to Japanese movies. After Battle Royale, Rurouni Kenshin is epic in all its gory details. The fast paced action scenes were more than I could handle. I deeply, deeply, loved how the series was economized in a two-hour format. With the essentials still intact.
I mostly forgot all other characters, and even then, I still learned to appreciate the film. I need to watch it again. Only to make a better review. Until then, Kenshin!
P.S. I had a problem with my boyfriend. He was 2D. Now, he's live! I will see you again, Kenshin Himura. :)
UPDATE:
We watched Rurouni Kenshin again last Saturday. And I'm still struggling with words. I and my measly words. They could never define the epicness that is the film. :) Go. Watch it. Now.
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Singapore the second time around
Books
I love books! So it was a pretty difficult decision as to what book to recommend. It was a toss-up between a favorite classic and a favorite contemporary book - that being The Hunger Games series. Hehe. Okay, so, the latter is a little bit childish for my liking. But it was the only series I got to read in one week, three times, and in e-copy.
I love The Catcher in the Rye because I read it as a teenager. And I could pretty much relate to the angst of Holden. Albeit, he lives the life of the rich, and at many times while reading, I kept asking, how could he? How could he feel such malcontent? How could he throw it all away? While there I was, painstakingly working for things I wanted. Things I know not handed in silver platter. Haha! Enough.
I still love you, Holden. :)
UPDATE:
Alot and I were talking again. And it was about the recent book she read, The Fault in Our Stars. The title came from Hamlet, I'm not exactly sure who said it, since I find reading Old English terribly difficult. But the novel, the story, as I've read from Wikipedia, is about a girl with cancer. I might pick it up one of these days. But as it is, I got my hands too full.
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