just came back from watching Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.

the ending credits rolled. there was an awkward silence hanging in the air. it was so thick, yet vacuous at the same time. u could almost hear the internal struggles within the disoriented viewers.

'wat the f**k did i just watch?! oh well. i wonder wat i shld eat for supper.'

'hmm. wait, i think i understand. i think i geddit! oh my i'm such a genius.'

'er. duh?'

'wah piang oei this kind of show waste my 8.50 man! nabei!'

'so wat's the ending??'

and so forth. if the aim of the movie was to provide food for thought, i guess we were chewing on it pretty well.

it's interesting to watch how pple behave after watchin a movie deeper than the bt timah canal.

some stayed really still in their seats and appeared helpless. they weren't sure of wat the movie was talkin bout and felt paisei bout appearing as stoopid and ignorant. so they forcibly evade the topic altogether, wait for 10 seconds and suggest supper instead. others felt the strong need to defend their rights to a movie that shld make sense, hence began to complain very loudly to nobody in particular bout how directors like to act chim nowadays. the ones who launched into an animated debate bout the artistic merits of the movie were the most fascinating. name-dropping, film jargon, etc. u'd think they did this for a living.

personally, i was a lil bewildered. the movie was, shld i say, avant garde? perhaps. certainly nothin i have seen before. but wat do i knoe aniwae. aint a big fan of arthouse films. give me commercialized shit anytime and i'll take it. i'm just that shallow.

but i really like the concept of the film. the way it was shot and all. it was thought-provoking, emotionally disturbing and psychologically intriguing. now that's somethin we don see very much these days.

in bout 8 hours time i'll be trotting off to the mandai zoo. now i'm left with the science centre on my places-to-go list.