Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end :)

I decided to jump ship and leave my old blog behind. The main reason, the heart of the matter, the ultimate clincher, the root cause of it all…is really shallow and superficial. Add a dose of paranoia to the equation and we have ourselves a winner. That also sums up this blogger’s personality. No, really.

Ok, let’s just say karma dealt me a huge kick in the behind. All my years of scheming and stalking and…never mind.

ANYWAY. Welcome to my new blog.

Why alizarin red? Because I’ve always loved that particular shade of red. First tube of oil paint I bought was alizarin crimson. It wasn’t what my art teacher recommended I buy because it’s a darker shade of red but the store ran out of cadmium so most of my paintings came out a bit darker and gloomier than my classmates’–Hello weirdo!

Why the red light district?

Because anything goes. And I had to think of a catchy title. Hey it got your attention, perv.

Anyway. I didn’t create this blog with a particular theme in mind. This will be the new virtual playground of my 20 something multiple personalities—each born a day or two after all my 20 something birthdays. I grow a little crazier every time the clock strikes midnight to welcome the 8th of February. I don’t know…maybe it has something to do with desperation? Fear of aging? The last birthday saw the birth of the nastiest beelzebubs ever—tweedledumb and tweedledumber. Lately, they’re the most dominant of all my imaginary friends.

I have an unusually large head for someone my height. People offer politely that it could be because I’m so smart (ahem) but it’s really just so I’d have a ton of extra space to accommodate all the alter egos. They tend to be screamers so the extra space helps.

Okay enough with the rambling.

Bottom line is…I just need a clean slate. I’ve had quite the emo baggage the past few years–which is why I ended up becoming quite the whiner. If it came down to it, I’d whine and rant and complain to save the world. So…time for me to leave all that behind. I guess this is me starting over.

Hello bright and shiny new me. Say it with just the right amount of enthusiasm and people might actually start believing you. Yeowza!

And, really, the timing’s just perfect. Because if anything, I’m in limbo at the moment. I have no career or work-related worries because I recently bid the dragon lady ‘good riddance and up yours’ (just kidding…I just bid her ‘goodbye’), I just came back from my teenage asylum–my ultimate comfort zone, hung out with one of my bestestest friends in the universe, the frown lines have disappeared (for now), I’m single, I’m not totally uninspired because oddly enough, there is that sense of feeling I’ve done something productive the past two months, and, hmmm…well I think that’s just about it. Oh and I’ve gone and signed up for that life coaching thing (it starts tomorrow) so the next three months will see a lot of tough get-your-ass-into-shape love.

ANYTHING can happen. And I can’t wait.

Ciao for now!

Stardust

Just browsed through the production photos of the movie version of Neil Gaiman’s Stardust.

I didn’t realize it had a star-studded cast:

Michelle Pfeiffer, whom I absolutely adored when she played the fairy queen in Midsummer Night’s Dream. And I want to look like her when I’m in my forties.

She’s so pretty!!!

Robert De Niro, who I want my hubby to look like when he’s Robert’s age. I loved him in The Godfather and all his other movies. He cracked me up in his movie Analyze This with Billy Crystal, where he plays a mafia lord having psychiatric problems.

Claire Danes, who I dont really like much so she better do a good job acting and not just strutting around the scene sporting her pacutesy smile.

Then again, this picture with Clare’s nose all scrunched up looks funny so the movie should be promising. Wehe.

Sienna Miller (who I envy for her unique fashion sense and, more importantly, for dating Jude Law) will play Victoria, the object of Tristan’s affection. I want to watch her new movie with Steve Buscemi, The Interview. Ok, this picture screams PRODUCTION PHOTO in big, bold letters.

And Peter O’Toole, who plays a lot of king roles, will be playing King of Stormhold. Didn’t he play King Priam in Troy too?

The character Tristan will be played by Charlie Cox, a newbie. He looks fit for the part though so I have no comment. And he’s cute. Hehe

The movie has great sets too, which is always a plus. Sets make or break a movie, especially one that’s based on fantasy. I mean, look at what happened to Eragon. I loved the book but the movie was pure unadulterated crap. Totally ruined it for me. The director failed to capture the essence of the book. It ended up looking like a bad version of Lord of the Rings. A recycled, cheap imitation of LOTR.

Anyway, Stardust’s sets look well-made:

From the looks of it anyway. I’ll keep my fingers crossed.

I miss Jackie :)

Isn’t she just the most adorable dog? :’)

Steffi and I went to Paradise Island yesterday. High Tide was at noon and it wasn’t too hot so it was perfect beach weather. There weren’t a lot of people (only tourists) because it’s a work week.

Speaking of work, I should really start looking. Haha. But I’ll do it when I come back to Manila. Which I still don’t know when.

In the meantime I’m just here enjoying the beach, hanging out with my friends and brothers, playing the part of tour guide extraordinnaire, nursing a cold (I might be allergic to fresh air), and pretending to be fine with not eating any sweets at all. I have sore throat, coughs and colds. But it has been a blast, really.

Oh and I finally got to watch Spiderman 3 on dvd. Er, sorry baklush!

It was too cheesy. No wonder it flopped. Although I have to say I liked Harry here. But only after the right half of his face got disfigured after a fight with Peter.

Peter…he was a disaster. He was quite the egomaniac here. Wanted to give him a whack on the head. Thankfully, I didn’t have to because the ex-con-turned-sand-guy did it for me. Too bad he didn’t just do him in already. Maybe then, a certain someone didn’t have to die. Damn it!

Oh and my dad made me watch this film called Human Trafficking. It stars Mira Sorvino. It gave me the heebie jeebies. It shows the extent of the sex-trafficking industry. Scary. It gave me a headache. And I had a nightmare after I watched it. Youch. So now, it’ll only be babaw movies for the time being. haha.

Ciao!

A Prison Break Post

Lately, I end up catching reruns of the first season of Prison Break in Star World.

The latest replay I watched was the one where Veronica’s appeal on Lincoln’s behalf was all but flushed down the crapper and Michael’s plan seemed to have backfired due to unforeseen circumstances. It seemed then that Lincoln Burrows had lost all hope of escaping his scheduled date with The Chair. It was actually this specific episode that got me hooked on the thrilling series—my cousin was having a marathon but I found the first few parts quite boring because I couldn’t wait to get to the actual prison-breaking parts so I ended up staying only for the parts that piqued my interests.

I watched it all over again once I realized I could pick up a couple of tips for when, due to future unfortunate circumstances, I should find myself in the slammers for attempting to steal one of Toulouse-Lautrec’s paintings from The Met in New York. Or Crows in the Wheatfield from the Van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam. Still contemplating on which is which.

Anyway, I digress.

Prison Break.

Much as I’d like to praise Michael Scofield for the sheer cunning and brilliance of his plan (and his sexy, smoldering look hehe), I’m writing this entry to talk more about the other characters. We all agree Mike’s the crowd favorite, but three more characters deserve as much of the attention Michael’s getting.

Of course, numero uno in the list is his brother, the innocent and convicted guilty Lincoln Burrows.

Your heart just goes out to the guy. His brooding, tortured character would seduce any woman into wanting to just rescue him from the cruel injustice that is his fate.

I know. Too melodramatic. Hehe.

But that is the reality of it. In Lincoln we see a reverse of the knight in shining armor. You do not want to be rescued by him. You want to be the one doing all the rescuing. Of course, gentleman that he is, he’d rather you don’t do anything rash as you will only endanger yourself. Which is what happened to his girlfriend Veronica, whom he heard being shot to death while they were talking on the phone right when they both thought the whole ordeal was going to be over. Ah the tragedy of it all. He enters season two an embittered man.

Actually, if I were Linc, I would’ve given Michael a whack on the head for going after his philanthropic impulses to help out Sucre, who is actually one of my least favorite characters because he is just friggin WEAK. Here he is with C-Note (Sucre’s the one with the kill-me-now head gear) who is another one of my least favorites. They should hook up some time:

So. The gang would have actually escaped EARLIER and there would have been no need for a third season if Michael just listened to reason and ignored his friggin conscience during that crucial time in Panama. I sense catholic guilt.

Another character, my favorite in the second season, is Alex Mahone.

He’s the one appointed by the government to track down the escaped cons. Another tortured soul, we see Alex as Michael’s intellectual match. In Alex, we first see Michael’s composure falter. The FBI agent is always only a step or two behind him. He’s as brilliant and cunning as Michael. And where Michael cannot kill a man even if his or his brother’s life depended on it, Mahone already has a couple bodies buried in his backyard. Okay, one in his backyard. But the point is he’s killed quite the number already–he killed Tweener, goaded Haywire into jumping out of a building, and even sent C-Note a rope with the threat that if he didn’t use it to kill himself, his family’s going to suffer. These were not part of protocol. So the guy’s actually a murderer. Hehe

Here’s Mahone with Agent Kellerman, another ruthless bastard; hence, another one of my favorites:

Alex has a good heart, really. His work has just led him into to crossing countless moral boundaries that eventually drove him to insanity. Imagine the guilt. He became the criminals he chased after. Tragic. His only solace, he found in drugs he bought through illegal means. I felt for him though…towards the end of the second season, he called his wife and told them life was going to change and that he was finally going to make everything all right.

But then Michael pulls a fast one on him (why Michael, why) and they find themselves cellmates for the third season this fall. Another prison to break out of. With no plan A or B whatsoever! I can’t wait to see how they fare playing for the same side this time. Haha. I laughed when I saw how the season ended. You have to give the creators credit. It wasn’t what I expected at all. I still maintain it should have ended in season 2 though. I’ll be the raging downloader again. Argh.

Anyway.

Last but not the least is, and I know he’s the most ruthless of them all but I love him anyway…

Theodore Bagwell, a.k.a. T-Bag.

You know him as this really guiltless character in season 1. Has no qualms about killing anyone that got in the way of Mike’s escape plan, which he successfully weaseled himself into. He’s a murderer of innocents. I think one of his charges was the first-degree murder of a young girl which he raped first before proceeding to kill her. He was in the America’s Most Wanted List. During the time he was apprehended, he was dating this woman with two kids and he was actually on the way to changing his ways for her. But then the woman–Mrs. Hollander–sees him on TV, freaks out (she was sleeping with a criminal after all), and has him arrested. T-Bag’s crushed and wants revenge. Second season we see him abducting the woman and her family because he wants them to start over.

During the journey, we visit his childhood home and we first see that he wasn’t really born a murderer. Which proves the fact that everyone is born GOOD. Shows also how much a factor our growing environment plays on how we eventually end up as adults. T-Bag is living proof. When Mrs. Hollander told him there was absolutely no way they can be together, instead of doing away with her and the kids, he just locked them inside the basement (I’m not finished!) and made an anonymous 911 phone call about a hostage situation in a house somewhere. Awww…then he proceeds to leading a criminal’s life again! Wheee! Hehehe all’s well that ends well!

So there goes my long overdue Prison Break review.

Other characters worth mention: John Abruzzi, Sara Tancredi and Agent Kim (who is in Pirates of the Caribbean 3 by the way)

Least favorite characters: Sucre, CNote and family and man-without-backbone Terrence Steadman.

Ooh interesting trivia. Some of the characters in Prison Break play significant roles in Greys Anatomy. And the Addison spinoff. Terrence Steadman is Meredith’s dad in Greys—poor guy ends up playing wimpy roles. Oh boo hoo, sue me already.

And the guy who plays Agent Kellerman is a doctor in the wellness center Addison went to. He’ll endear you this time around with his dating-only-women-from-the-internet issues. Lol I hope they proceed with the spinoff! Taye Diggs is there!

Anyway, that’s all for now. Time to hit the beach again. Can’t wait until Steffi comes over. It’ll be a blast touring her in Davao. Ciao!