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Movie review - Choke

2009-01-31T12:24:00.000-08:00

I have never been so impressed with a story line thats as simple as choke. This is not fight club, so don't expect to be shocked out of your wits with an insane plot twist. However, don't expect to predict the message that this movie is trying to send across either.

The story, in simple terms, is a love story, but not a story about lovers, just a story about love, and the ways in which people see it.

Sam Rockwell does an ok job. Anjelica Huston is brilliant as a crazy person, though a tad creepy at times. Probably the most impressive directorial debut in recent times from Clark Gregg ( only after 'thank you for smoking', of course)

A must watch, provided you keep open minded views on sex addicts, or addicts in general.

the big 22

2008-07-20T20:18:00.000-07:00

I feel old.. I think i've lost the zest for birthdays.. *sigh*.. oh well.. at least i get to watch the Dark knight today.. yay!

Taking the "hey.. nice poem" from your mom a little too far...

2007-08-21T10:39:00.000-07:00

I know my limitations.. i cant write poems.. i cant even rhyme words.. i cant get my point across.. but not matter what happens, i am sure i would never EVER "publish" any of my poems.. especially after i found this..

A Tragedy BY Theo Marzials

Death!
Plop.
The barges down in the river flop.
Flop, plop.
Above, beneath.
From the slimy branches the grey drips drop,
As they scraggle black on the thin grey sky,
Where the black cloud rack-hackles drizzle and fly
To the oozy waters, that lounge and flop
On the black scrag piles, where the loose cords plop,
As the raw wind whines in the thin tree-top.
Plop, plop. // WTF IS THIS PLOP?????
And scudding by
The boatmen call out hoy! and hey!
All is running water and sky,
And my head shrieks -- "Stop,"
And my heart shrieks -- "Die."

My thought is running out of my head;
My love is running out of my heart,
My soul runs after, and leaves me as dead,
For my life runs after to catch them -- and fled
They all are every one! -- and I stand, and start,
At the water that oozes up, plop and plop,
On the barges that flop
And dizzy me dead.
I might reel and drop.
Plop.
Dead.

And the shrill wind whines in the thin tree-top
Flop, plop.

A curse on him.
Ugh! yet I knew -- I knew --
If a woman is false can a friend be true?
It was only a lie from beginning to end --
My Devil -- My "Friend"
I had trusted the whole of my living to!
Ugh; and I knew!
Ugh!
So what do I care,
And my head is empty as air --
I can do,
I can dare,
(Plop, plop
The barges flop
Drip drop.)
I can dare! I can dare!
And let myself all run away with my head
And stop.
Drop.
Dead.
Plop, flop.

Plop. //SERIOUSLY WTF???

Seriously.. this guy is called a "poet"... come on!!!! my dead grandma is more linguistically creative...

I think i should seriously take up poetry as a hobby..
I'd probably give the vogons a run for their money..
hmmm...
lets give this a shot..

the sky
its bright
as blue as emptiness
the empty world seems so big
as big as it should
just enough to make me feel insignificant
i wonder why this doesn't rhyme
does tat give you a poetic license?
//(oh my god this is boring!)
sigh..
i think i should open a shop..
HEY! i know how to rhyme tat..
PLOP!!! (no wonder he uses it so often..)

Is there really a god out there?

2006-12-27T10:07:00.000-08:00

Most of my life I've searched for meaning... I've wondered if magic is really a possibility... It is almost as though everything tat people believe in, is just a farce... I've always wanted proof.. I've always hunted for proof... and one fine day...
I saw it..

F.A.Qs Bout this "blog"

2006-08-19T10:28:00.000-07:00

I have taken the liberty to answer certain questions tat the general public may want to ask me..

Q. Why "memphistophile"?
A. At first I thought it would be really awesome to dedicate my thoughts to an Elvis type daemon..(based on the song by depesche mode.. memphisto.. Basically Memphis and mephisto..blah blah blahh) .. But after careful thought I felt tat it wont bring out the real me.. cos im not really into Elvis nor am I into daemons.. so the alternative explaination is.. Its actually just a cool word I created and I decided this is the best way to show people I have a knack of coining words.. Tat kinda brings out the real me.. ( 10 bucks says you didn't expect something THIS shallow)

Q.so why did you decide to blog?
A. i like to write .. wat? i really do! why are you laughing? this is not funny! im serious! come on! STOP ROLLING ON THE FLOOR! HEY!!!

ok.. fine ill tell you the truth..

they've got a built in spell check here..
ya tats bout it..

So.. Ever been carried away? ( a bit)

2006-08-18T10:41:00.000-07:00

Apparently iv got to type stuff here.. So tat some jobless meandering soul might happen to chance upon this and want to amuse himself.. Its a really sad thing this amusement is.. The troubles people take to get some joy.. They just don't sell it in plastic disposable cups like they used to.. I really like those cups.. Even though it seems logical to do so I really don't approve of lallu's mud pot(/ cup) idea.. The whole joy of plastic is lost.. Just like how women who've undergone plastic surgery seem more attractive than "naturally" beautiful women.. Its such a sham these beauty contests.. Its IM surprised tat people still want to go to war wit all these pretty.. dumb women praying for "world peace" .. I would trade in world peace for a million bucks any day.. Hell! I'd trade it in for 2 bucks even.. So as the world rotating round and round bout its twisted axis.. I bid you (written with an optimistic view tat someone besides me is patient enough to read this crap) farewell..

yeah baby!

2006-08-17T06:30:00.000-07:00

Yess!

Finally I have a blog!
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(not really the best of times to be at a loss for words..)