korean movies
my top 7 picks. if you are not too discriminating in terms of plot, they are great for their entertainment value, not to mention cinematography.
1. my sassy girl (cha tae-hyun, jeon ji-hyun)
- the 'primer' for korean movies. said to have launched korean cinema in the international scene.
2. harmonium in my memory (lee byung hun)
3. ing (kim rae won)
4. il mare (jeon ji-hyun, lee jeong-jae)
5. if the sun rises in the west (go so-young)
6. windstruck (jeon ji-hyun, jang hyuk)
7. that guy was cool (song seung-hun, jung da-bin)
ANNA
thanks to that cheesy pantene commercial this apo hiking society original was re-discovered. and just because it's my name, i'm posting the lyrics he he.
ANNAI LONG TO TELL YOU
HOW MUCH I NEED YOU
IF I CAN FIND THE WORDS TO SAY
I NEVER HAVE TO FEEL THIS WAY
NOT KNOWING JUST WHAT TO DO WHEN I’M WITH YOU
MY FRIENDS THEY TELL ME
THAT I SHOULDN’T HURRY
EVERYTHING KEEPS GOIN’ STRONG
‘COZ YOU KEEP IT GOING ON
THOUGH I HAVE TO SAY HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU
CHORUS:
(OH) ANNA CAN’T YOU TELL AND SEE
WHAT YOU’RE DOING TO ME
OH ANNA THIS FEELING I JUST CAN’T HIDE
KEEPS DRIVING ME WILD
OH ANNA I NEED YOU HERE WITH ME
I WISH YOU COULD BE
OH ANNA WON’T YOU STAY WITH ME
YOUR EYES, THEY LOOK THROUGH ME
YOUR SMILE THEY FOOL ME
I NEVER THOUGHT I’D LOVE AGAIN
BUT THIS TIME I HOPE IT NEVER ENDS
I HAVE TO LET YOU KNOW
I LOVE YOU
do you believe in signs?
Do you believe in signs? Well, I tried to ask God for sign/s to recognize the ONE. what do you know, the following day he answered my prayer. he must be joking, though. a quarter of the male population in the vicinity was wearing the particular color i asked for! apparently, there was an activity which required them to wear that. so i said, lord, i take that to mean that this is the place where i will meet the ONE.
but maybe i was vague, so i prayed again that the guy among my acquaintance who will wear such color is the ONE. that week I saw him wearing that color (and so far among all my male acquaintances, he is still the only one who wore that particular color). ahh...yep, god must be joking. how could this be? he's way out of my league. nah, it's impossible. so i decided to ignore it and went about my merry way.
days passed and i got to get to know this person more. well, he was not too bad after all. in more ways than i'd care to admit, he had me re-thinking about my perspective on life. but he is far from perfect; despite his circumstances in life he's flawed as everyone else is, which makes him all the more perfect in my eyes (ironic isn't). well one day, i decided to take stock. i listed the things i liked about him. i dug into my antiquated journals and compared the list to the one i made when i was still a dreamy adolescent. and to my surprise, he fit 98% of the description. am almost willing I waive the remaining 2%. but as i said, it's a basket case. he's way outta my league, and i don't think he'd be that easily impressed. besides, i tend to bungle 'impressing' exercises, so therefore i left it at that.
but you know, i can't help but wonder, so again, i asked the lord for another sign. if he sends me a message, it meant he
could be IT. that week, he texted me. you know what is unusual about this? one, i'm fairly sure I didn’t give him my number. two, he has friends who could have just given him the same information and probably more reliable than I am. i should be the last one he'd ask. hmm...i was not anymore amused.
anyway, i prayed that i'm disregarding the previous signs. i asked god give me a sign or at least let me recognize the ONE soon. and yes, i insisted that i will recognize him by the same color shirt, and not any other particular article of clothing. Right after that prayer, i saw a big billboard with his name on it. *gasp!* ah, i must have stopped breathing. A week later, I saw him wearing formal shirt in that exact color. ain't god grand? he must be really amused by my discomfiture.
So what happened? nothing. nada, zilch. maybe we just see what we want to see.
crossroads
Am I a free spirit playing at being responsible, or am I good girl testing the waters of rebellion? Or, is it that I am both? It’s too strange, my friend says, for me to be having an identity crisis at my age- a decade too late! My mother observed that I seem to be maturing backwards. Last week she told me I was a much wiser as I child than I am now. An observation my sisters are in only to willing to affirm. They’re looking at me with slanted eyes these days. Probably wondering why I am tolerating rock music in the house. It kinda shocked them seeing me actually popping one into the CD player and dancing to it. Har, I’m the girl who swings her head to classical music, wiggle to bossa nova but never to rock music. And what with my sudden preference to abstract painting over impressionist ones? I used to be drawn to the pretty, dreamy and romantic quality of impressionist paintings. But lately abstract ones are much more interesting to stare at. More than the visual satisfaction, I am more fascinated with the emotions they stir while I’m looking at them. I have the sense that even my flatmates feel I am in a different plane. I am waiting for them to ask me- “What did you do with Anna?” The only thing that’s keeping them is the fact that I still scan fashion magazines, read Paolo Coelho and squeal over male models with buff bodies.
It could be my reaction to change. Seems like a gust of wind, one I didn’t even noticed, passed by momentarily, but changed the landscape of my life irreversibly. Too many changes and choices I am not yet ready nor willing to make.
