Watching Watchmen

We were going to the videoke after work one Friday evening. But I got a bit stuck at work and they went ahead. I told them I'll just try to catch up. But I didn't. Those of us who had to work late decided that we could see a movie instead. And so we ate our late dinner and immediately went to the cinema to catch the day's last full show of Watchmen.

It was also a Friday sometime in 1985 (if I remember correctly), that a comedian was killed in New York. He was a "superhero" in his heyday, though he, just like the rest of his troop except for one, didn't have superpowers. A "superhero" friend of his decided to investigate the murder, wrote the details in his diary, and we got ourselves a story. The heart of the movie was his investigation, though its flesh were the lives of these so-called ordinary superheroes described in details as he went along his investigation. In the end, he found out what happened and suffered the truth's consequence.

Was it worth missing a videoke session to see this movie? I love videoke and to me there can never be a movie worth missing a videoke session. But I didn't regret going to it. It was well worth the admission price, the story was intriguing, and it was well-made. But the ending was kind of bleh and had some revelations that made you feel that all aspects of which were hidden from you throughout the movie until right before the movie needed to end. The ending was so disconnected to me. It felt so foreign. Half-the world was blown to pieces, millions probably died, mostly civilians because the targets where city-centers not military installations just so the Russians and the US kiss and make-up. And we're suppose to nod our heads and agree that it was a great idea, that it was ingenious.

Perfect snogging

Who name their movie, Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging? Answer. Those who adapt it from the book Angus, Thongs, and Full-Frontal Snogging. From the writer-director of Bend It Like Beckham comes a modern English fairy tale involving teenagers and their most serious of problems: mainly hooking up and snogging. It was almost like any other teenage movie off Holywood, except that it had a decidedly English flair. The story was nothing spectacular and, at times, was familiar and predictable. But the beautiful English mixed suburban-country side setting made it fresh. And it's not really a fairy tale. It just felt like it was, with its ending and all.

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There was this scene in the movie where one of the characters didn't seem to mind being under the rain all the while wearing the school uniform. It reminded me of Night Owl from Watchmen. No umbrellas. Let the rain pour. It's been a while since I last took a walk or played under the rain. There was this one rainy day in elementary (it rained a lot in my home city) where I'd wear a raincoat going to school, but walked all the way home without it. Good time, care-free times.