Since Inglorious Bastards, it made more sense to check out Quentin Tarantino's earlier work.
Although a 'has-been', John Travolta will always be an A-list actor. I didnn't used to appreciate him but after Pulp Fiction, his lameways charmed.
Jackie Brown was just as impressive. I can't say if it's me getting used to the lame-O's in Quentin Tarantino's work or the cast is just brilliant.
南京! 南京! was heavy. I just hope instead of instigating hatred, it would send a strong sense of unnecessity when it comes to war. The Nazis and Japanese Occupation were just too cruel. It was as if the offensive soldiers were either struggling with their conscience, or the abscence of it was appalling.
One Japanese commander killed a Chinese woman after she was raped, because he thought that it was better for her to die than live when she was this beautiful.
Another sergeant, shot a teacher. In which, she asked for it (absolutely no pun). She was captured after being discovered she was sneaking some captives out of being executed by pretending they were her husband each time she retrived them.
A woman in captivity of the Japanese faces only one persecution; rape. Before she allowed it to happen, she asked for the sergeant, who understood English, to shoot her. He did.
Most soldiers were portrayed as weak puppets. Puppets had no souls. In their case, they probably chose to give up their souls. After all, you can't be soft hearted in war. Either they die, or you die.
Sigh heavy shit.
Otherwise, good screenplay.
Eve of my birthday, Starfish brought me to see a fortune teller. Something I've been meaning to do; have my fortune foretold. She was a nice lady. Calm, humourous. She looked like a 古代人. A classy mix of ancient Chinese/Egyptian woman from the way she dresses herself. Although I could be sure of her accent that she is Malaysian.
I wasn't expecting much. Except for some soul seraching adventure of some sort. Unfortunately, I had to watch out for my temper and my health and the traffic and when I'm climbing.
The best news was, BLACK is supposedly an aupicious colour for me. I knew it was my colour.
It gave me a clearer picture of how my life had been. Even though it's supposed to foretell my future. It had somehow given me a clearer perspective on how I would want my life to be.
To me, Fate, is a guideline. Through which, as with the changes in environment, I can learn to manipulate these guidelines and make it work for me to the very extent of sacrificing nothing more than happiness.
Right now, health is the path to happiness. Fruits and veggies I shall devour.
