Jia Wei’s Blog

    It looks like I haven’t been fulfilling my duties as a blogger of late, so its high time i updated this blog.

    As you can tell from the title, this is a movie post about the film adaptation of graphic novel genius Frank Miller (who is also famous for titles like Sin City and Dark Knight).

    I just have to say, what’s not to like about this movie? Blood, gore, violence, human eye candy, CGI eye candy and deformed freaks. It’s all part of the Frank Miller experience, although those who shun things I’ve mentioned about shud probably avoid this movie. Still, 300 is by far one of the better if not best action movies I’ve seen.

    Still, some people will have much to critique, usually about historical precision and political undertone and bla bla bla. However, if you just wanna enjoy watching men hack and slash through a sea of bodies and blood bath, this is the movie for you. Why concern yourself with political undertones, just enjoy it for what it is. A movie.

    Hats off to Zack Snyder for this truly entertaining movie.

    Good hunting.

    *throws spear*

    God apparently does want me to have nice things. Somehow, someway, something always go wrong.

    Take for example my very shortly owned iPod Nano 8GB. My sister had bought it from the US at a much lower price. As you’d guess I was ecstatic. An iPod of my own! Alas, I had only used it for a week before my sister decided to borrow it on her holiday, and alas again it was left in a taxi in Bangkok never to be heard from again.

    And then there’s my handphone, which most of you should know what happened to it by now.That too was gone.

    And now my most prized possession, my laptop is broken. It’s amazing how much damage a hairline crack can do to the LCD screen and even more amazing is how much it cost to get the hairline crack fixed. When I inquired, the technical personnel estimated a ranged between RM1000 - RM5000. Tis a sad year indeed for me.

    Why can’t I have nice things? ):

    Good hunting.

    This could possibly be my most interesting post yet. Okay, so I was working the morning shift at Starbucks, when at 3.10 I got a call from someone assuming himself as the manager of Starbucks at Gurney, when it was actually a conman, so long story short, I lost my handphone to this guy.

    Thats not the funny part though, the funny part is that the conman contacted my friends trying to get another con. This created some funny antics.

    The funniest of which is what happened to my dear friend Jayden. So this guy calls up Jayden pretending to be me, telling Jayden to bring along his hands free kit when he came for DotA. So Jayden agrees, and brings it along. Later the person calls again, this time pretending to be my "brother". To all those who don’t know me that well, please note, that I never had a brother. Anyway, he said he was my brother and that I passed my handphone over to him to collect the hands free kit.

    As you’d expect, Jayden would probably be confused, since he thought I had no brother, but he actually did think I had this secret brother of which my family had disowned. Anyway, he called my home to ask my whereabouts when my "brother" didn’t appear. My mom picked up the phone (at this point she already knows I lost it), and Jayden thinks its my sister, so he greets my mom differently. My mother, suspicious at the strange greeting from a familiar friend of mine, thought I was the conman and decided to play him at his own game. Or so she thought. So as Jayden weaved the absurd story to my mother which had been fed to him, my mother’s suspicion grew and when Jayden asked my mom whether I actually had a brother, she lied to him and said yes.

    If you’re not laughing its probably because it doesn’t sound quite as funny on a blog.

    So today shall be remembered as Incident 1/21.

    Good hunting for genitilia of con artist.

    Apparently, patrons of Starbucks Midlands require an instruction manual on how to use a packet of sugar. Luckily I’ve simplified it into 3 easy steps:
1. Shake
2. Tear
3. Pour

    You’d think it’s that simple right? But NOOOOOOO…… Somehow people manage to miss the incredibly LARGE opening of their cup.

    "Oh it’s looks simple enough, but oops, I managed to get sugar everywhere instead of my coffee. Oh, hee hee, I guess I’ll just let the barista take care of it. After all I did give a FIVE cent tip! Maybe I’ll try again. Oops, I did it again."

    Not to name any nationalities, but majority of the people who do this is from our neighbours in the south. No, not Singaporeans.

    Good sugar pouring.

    My river of thoughts has run dry.

   Maybe I’ll describe what I did today.

    Lets see…. Woke up, watched Friends, bathed, drank my soy latte, went to class, did assignment, went to Starbucks, ordered iced double tall soy latte, went online, writes blog about writing blog about writing blog about writing blog about writing blog…..

    I’m stuck in an infinite loop.

    Good looping.

    The following may or may not contain spoilers to movie. Reading is totally at viewers discretion.

    Horse chase. Evil sorcerer confronts heroine searching item. Item sent away to be discovered by boy. Boy brings item home. Tussle with cousin. Cousin says bye bye, man hugs ensue. Item turns out to be egg and hatches. Blue dragon is born! Dragon learns to fly, experiencing ultra-accelerated growth at same time.

    Assassins sent to kill boy. Boy’s uncle killed. Cry cry. Mysterious stranger appears and guides boy how to ride dragon (lots of cheesy one liners included). Boy learns how to do magic by calling things by their elvish name. Sorcerer tricks boy into rescuing heroine, defying mysterious stranger. Mysterious stranger dies at hands of sorcerer as result of boys stupidity (one of two favourite characters in the movie is gone T_T). Travels to stronghold, encountering what appears to be yet another ally.

    Arrives at stronghold. Not-so-LOTR-epic-battle ensues. Sorcerer dies at hand of unlikely boy-turned-hero (the other character dies).

    <cheering scene>

    Misleading scene where audience is tricked into thinking is going to be a kissing scene.

    Flies into sunset.

    The long wait for sequel only to be disappointed by stale acting and more cheesy one liners.

    I just saved you 2 hours and RM10. Rejoice!

    Good hunting.

    Stressed and depressed. Presentations are the devil’s work.

    <something else>

    Sigh….

    Good hunting.

    Okay, I’ll admit that I’m not a fan of magic tricks. Pulling rabbits out of hats, doves out of sleeves and what nots. After watching The Prestige, it still hasn’t convinced me, but it has however change my look on the world of magicians. The Prestige is one of the best movies I’ve seen in a LONG time. Revolving around 2 magicians who constantly try to outdo each other which escalates into sabotage and ultimately, MURDER! The dark twisted story is so engaging, and I have to say that I find no faults with the acting quality. The movie itself is like a magic trick, with twist so bizarre and unimaginable it sort of leaves you hanging on to the edge of your seat. My advice? WATCH IT AS SOON AS YOU CAN!!!

    Abra cadabra.

    Good hunting.

    So, recently got an iPod nano 8GB for my birthday. Of which I only possess 50% ownership. Watched Taledega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby & The Devil Wears Prada on Wednesday. I would just like to say how much I love Meryl Streep as Miranda Priestly. Her soft courteous voice being sheath to ice cold malice and ruthlessness. Simply loved it. Oh yea, Anne Hathaway was good too.

    If this blog bores you its only because I lack stimulation to sarcasticly insult objects, people and such.

    Right, anyway The Prestige opened yesterday and I’m psyched out to see it. C’mon, magic, drama, Scarlett Johanson. What’s not to like? Okay, scratch Scarlett. It still has magic and drama, and the potential murder of rival magicians, what’s not to love? Movie’s I’m also planning to watch include Stormbreaker(I’m only watching it because Ewan McGregor is in it, okay?), Charlotte’s Web, Open Season, a man eating another man, and maybe buy a Casablanca DVD.

    I’m actually running out of things to say right now. Let me ponder a moment.

    Nope. Got nothing.

    Good hunting.

Edit: Okay, I’ve just thought of something.

    So, you know what’s really ridiculous? Clowns in Armani suits, and Malaysian TV shows. Particularly of the reality-tv genre. So I think I’ve said a few words about the laxative of television, "Cornetto Perhaps Love", but I don’t think what I’ve said is adequate. Let me start off by saying just how incredibly unoriginal this is. The show reeks of Western ideas and influence and Malaysian tv decided to jump the bandwagon. Seriously, who watches this excrement? A show about single men trying to vye for the hearts of three women? Yea….. okay…… I believe there are only 2 plausible reasons someone would subject themselves to pimelight humiliation. Either the women have the body of Angelina Jolie, the heart of Mother Theresa, and the brains of some smart person, which I do not know (Okay, so the second and third reason isn’t really that important to most guys), OR they just want the attention. My money’s on the latter. Moving on the the women. Why the hell do they need a television program to help them find dates? Are they social skill really that insubstantial? Again, money on the spotlight. But I can honestly say that whoever ends up with who, they really deserve each other. Really.

    Another thing about Malaysian tv is how unMalaysian it’s becoming. Apparently majority of the English speaking Malaysian community (or at least those who live in KL) have speak patterns that mimic that of those who grew up on the streets of Manhattan. Perhaps upper class society has a secret method of making themselves completely oblivious to the "la"s, "you ni"s, "I ni"s, "gua"s and other typical Malaysian slangs. And just so you know, I don’t have that technique la. Once upon a time, there used to be a comedy which was well, distinctly Malaysian, "Kopitiam". However that was before Bernice Chan and Jojo what’s-her-name entered the picture. After that, it was like watching a train wreck in action. Slowly. Morbid facination and sentimental attachment made me watch the ressurection for about… 3 episodes, before I had to ship my TV over to New York.

    Then there was "Show Me the Money", another apparent brainchild of some producer I do not care to remember. Yes, well I don’t think I can say much. As they say, a picture is worth a thousand words. Motion pictures must be worth much more. Yet, those words describing show-which-shall-not-be-named falls oddly near the same target. Saddest thing to ever, and I use the term loosely, grace Malaysian terrestial tv.

    Man, I miss kopitiam. When Lina Teoh was still in it. Good times… good times….

    Good hunting.

    Again.

    It seems to me that a majority of Malaysians have sleeping disorders, especially the teenage males. What made me come to this conclusion you ask? Well, it seems that "Zzz…" is now a popular response among the IM community in Malaysia. Playing DotA? Well, there’s bound to be at least one narcoleptic in the game. On MSN? No response to whatever the person on the other line is saying? Worry not, "Zzzz" is now the "in" thing to say when you’re brain dead.

    Anyway… midterms are almost over. I just have math tomorrow, which is a considerable joke of a subject. And I feel like turning myself over to narcolepsy as well by having irregular sleep patterns and playing lots and lots of DotA.

    Good hunting.