Archive for December 2009
Kata-kata yang indah tidaklah perlu. Sungguh menyenangkan hati hingga waktu pun terlupakan.
Ah, seandainya video Ngkeng Boys di youtube suara rekamannya bagus, mendingan upload yang itu. Tapi biar jelas kasih denger versi Indo aslinya aja deh.
Entah kenapa di akhir tahun yang basah oleh hujan terus-menerus di Pontianak, suasana hati ikutan tak menentu. Gak mellow kok, tenang aja. Uda mau tutup tahun gini. Emangnya refleksi akhir tahun harus mellow ya? Tapi kalau refleksinya ceria nanti jadinya ngelawak.
Itu lagu di atas, bagus banget yah. Biar kata lagu anak2, tiap kata yang diuntai kedengaran nyata. Mungkin cuma sedikit dari kita yang cuma bisa punya sahabat impian waktu kecil. Mungkin sedikit lebih banyak dari kita yang cuma punya sedikit sahabat waktu kecil. Mungkin lebih banyak lagi dari kita yang pernah ditinggal sahabat. Mungkin sebagian dari kita jadi menarik diri, sementara sebagian lagi jadi takut sendirian. Hal masa kecil kaya gitu yang biasanya bakal kebawa ampe kapanpun. Disadari ato nggak, makin dewasa kita, tiap kata di lagu2 kaya gitu justru makin kedengaran jujur.
Tau ga sekarang malah kepikiran apa? Kata ex-BFF gw, film di bawah ini cocok buat jomblo. Makanya dia suruh gw nonton (sialan!). Tapi abis ditonton, rasanya ni film cocok2 aja buat semua orang yg mulai ribet soal relationship, especially BGR. Bener banget kalo over-exposure ke lagu2 barat romantis dan mis-interpretasi film The Graduate bisa bikin orang jadi berlebihan nanggepin cinta. Bener pula kalo pengalaman buruk soal hancurnya hubungan orang tua bisa bikin orang anti sama komitmen.
It’s bitterly realistic like Little Miss Sunshine or Juno, all are smart and mature and true to some extend. It’s not something that always happen, but it’s the things we think but do not say – in Jerry Maguire’s term.
Salah satu quote yg cukup catchy…
Darling, I don’t know how to tell you this. But… there’s a Chinese family in our bathroom.
– Tom Hansen, (500) Days of Summer
Eh itu sih salah satu line paling lucu kalo dibawa in-context . Yang udah nonton dan suka tu pelem pasti senyum2 sendiri. Yang belum buruan gih cari. Tapi kalo yang nancep tuh ini.
Lonelines, it’s underrated.
– Tom Hansen, (500) Days of Summer
Nah, seberapa parah si loneliness ampe dia bisa underrated gitu? Yang jomblo2 jangan sedih ya. Mnurut gw sih loneliness itu overrated kok. Kenapa? Sama kaya orang ga suka makan kacang dan orang alergi kacang. Ga suka makan kacang doang ga bikin lu ngalamin anaphylactic shock kan? Eh tapi sebaliknya juga loh dengan cinta. Ibaratnya suka es krim ama ketagihan es krim, cinta dan obsesi adalah dua hal yang berbeda. Kadang kita suka makan es krim, tp ga berkeberatan kalo ga ada es krim ato ga bisa makan es krim kalo lagi bokek. That means you’re just not that into ice cream. Nurut gw sih cinta itu lebih kaya quote di pelem Rumor Has It.
I didn’t come here to tell you that I can’t live without you. I can live without you. I just don’t want to.
– Sarah, Rumor Has It
Yah intinya, loneliness itu overrated kok. Bahkan cinta juga overrated, tergantung gimana ngeliatnya aja. Yang underrated tuh orang2 yang berjuang buat ngehadapin kesendirian dan orang2 yg berjuang buat ngerasain cinta itu.
Btw, you know what else is underrated? Iron and Wine.
Ada 3 lagu I&W yang pernah gw denger. Satunya Passing Afternoon yg dimaenin di finale House season 4. Yang kedua, Such Great Heights, OST film yg underrated juga The Garden State. Yang ketiga ini, OST Twilight (yg gw rada suka di bbrp bagian, sejujurnya). Rasanya lagu2nya dia penuh lamentation yang mayan cocok buat renungin setaun yang panjang ini. Asal jangan jadi mellow aja yah. Objektivitas itu seringkali penting, meskipun perasaan mellow itu kadang nyaman.
Oh ya, my deepest condolences for the 4th president of the Republic of Indonesia who’s just passed away today. I think he’s sometimes underrated, too.
Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a f*cking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of f*cking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the f*ck you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing f*cking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, f*cked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life…
-Renton, Trainspotting opening scene
That’s the opening narration of the movie Trainspotting, during the opening scene where Renton and Spud were chased by the police for shoplifting. The movie is great, painful to watch in some scenes (especially when they’re detoxing Renton cold-turkey..yikezzz). Here’s a little sneak peek.
The opening music was this piece by Iggy Pop, “godfather of punk” and Renton’s favorite singer (he mentioned it somewhere in the movie I guess). It was an iconic song from his album in late 70’s, and the video I think was taken when the track was used for the movie. Iggy Pop sure looks like toned down version of Steven Tyler (what the hell does this mean? not as scary perhaps. LoL. sorry Steven :p).
Well, in short he chose not to choose life (Who needs reasons when you’ve got heroin?). But it didn’t work. Moral of the story is, as my professor and academic advisor put it, “You can’t fight nature. The system has been there long before you. The only way to succeed is to follow the system.”
The truth is that I’m a bad person. But, that’s gonna change – I’m going to change. This is the last of that sort of thing. Now I’m cleaning up and I’m moving on, going straight and choosing life. I’m looking forward to it already. I’m gonna be just like you. The job, the family, the f*cking big television. The washing machine, the car, the compact disc and electric tin opener, good health, low cholesterol, dental insurance, mortgage, starter home, leisure wear, luggage, three piece suite, DIY, game shows, junk food, children, walks in the park, nine to five, good at golf, washing the car, choice of sweaters, family Christmas, indexed pension, tax exemption, clearing gutters, getting by, looking ahead, the day you die.
-Renton, Trainspotting ending scene
And that’s how the movie ends. Don’t worry peeps, this is no spoiler. The movie isn’t about those lines. It is about things in between those lines. It is about being a young adult, the arrogance, the rebellion, and the apathy perhaps. It’s about the lust for life, the dreams, achievement, success, love or the lack thereof. I do think many of us has started like the opening lines and has or will perhaps end like the closing lines. But I start to believe it does not make us just “like everybody” (I’m gonna be just like you). Being a commoner is disaster for some, it takes away big part of the lust for life. But only if we fail to let go the stereotype within ourselves. With many of you peeps, even the most common ones of you all are still different, unique, and special. Have your own way to do things, and your own thoughts to response things. So please use less sentence like, I’m just an ordinary/simple boy/girl. Nobody is ordinary. Nobody is simple. I don’t believe it. Like a status, it’s complicated.
But still, it’s me. Maybe you still like to see yourself as simple, cause it won’t complicate your mind, even if you are not that simple. Like Einstein said, “Things should be made simple but not simpler“.
You can’t plant me in your penthouse…
I always love how 70’s style looks like. That absurd outfit with stupid giant plastic glasses and silly fedora. Never did like Elton John much but I believe when people say this is his best. I don’t think many of you know this song. If you like it let me know.
By the way, the title yellow brick road as some of you might have guessed, is indeed referring to Dorothy’s yellow brick road in The Wizard of Oz. When Dorothy was in Oz, trying to find the wizard so that he could get her home, she followed this yellow brick road on the way during which she met her friends The Scarecrow who had no brain, The Tin Man who had no heart, and The Cowardly Lion who had no nerve. Yellow brick road has become a manifestation of a place so good you can only fantasize about it. And the beauty of yellow brick road is that even if it’s the place you’ve been dreaming about, you end up being there just to wish you can go back to the place where you initially belong.
p.s. kayanya abis ini gw bisa bikin postingan soal nasionalisme deh, uda nyerempet2 dikit soal “rumah”..*hint * hint X)
I just watched this great movie Memento, a Nolan’s masterpiece before The Dark Knight. Gosh, should I have watched this years ago I wouldn’t understand anyway. It’s something that requires you to think, just like watching Minority Report (which I watched in high school and I didn’t get). I really love it when the filmmakers take the trouble to turn and twist a simple and obvious storyline. I think since the human mind is sometime vagued and confused, telling a story ambiguously adds up to the beauty. Just some funny thoughts here, again to keep the page running and to fight boredom of being stuck here for projects…
Memory is inconsistent, and unreliable.
And I had this similar feeling watching Memento as to watching Fight Club, another masterpiece which deliberately distorts reality by using unreliable narrator. Although, in the case of Fight Club, it is more like a schizophrenic case. This is the unreliability of human mind. I remembered the first time I saw this girl, she was wearing read and was dancing to some traditional music. But then a photograph shows that she was in fact wearing white on that particular day and did totally different dancing. Can I be sure I was thinking about the same girl? It’s possible that my memory was in fact combination of more than one person merged up to one single recollection of event.
Memory can change the shape of a room; it can change the color of a car. And memories can be distorted. They’re just an interpretation, they’re not a record, and they’re irrelevant if you have the facts.
–Leonard Shelby, Memento.
That’s when it comes to mere fact. A record is factual. It might be useful to get practical solution. I was thinking, when it comes to feelings it might be a bit more complicated. It’s like, when you were a child you had this blanket or doll or lunch box or whatever that you always brought with you wherever you go. When we grow older, some of us have realized that we have to let it go at some point of life. I had this pillow-shaped doll when I was kid. I couldn’t sleep without it. I think it’s still there now at home, hidden in the bottom closet of the drawer in my room. The thing is, I sometimes forgot I ever had that. But when you suddenly remembered, you remembered how much you love that thing, but that doesn’t always make you want it back. We always did feel the same, we just saw it from a different point of view.
And that’s how memory gets to be inconsistent. It doesn’t give both factual recollection and feelings replication exactly the way it used to be. That’s what makes human, human.
Is moral choice something with regards to your value?
Yesterday I watched this movie Mystic River. It’s a great Clint Eastwood movie, but still a Clint Eastwood movie. He’s always good but is always ironic to a level that can upset you, like, “Why does this and that have to happen to the character? I know it’s possible, but doesn’t it make the movie so over dramatic?” (remember Million Dollar Baby or Gran Torino? I hate myself after watching those two).
Back to topic. The connection with Mystic River is that, both characters in the two movies face a moral choice of killing the wrong person. Killing is (probably) morally wrong per se, but perhaps doing harm to the wrong people should make us even worse. I might not be right to say this. But if you are doing something wrongly with all the right intention, should you or should you not be regretful? Which one matters more, the intention or the deed, or the result? I said, deed and result are things we can acknowledge, measure, and take for ourselves. But intention is for others to recognize, and appreciate.
Okay, enough blabbering. This is a good way to spend time, I found, writing scrambled thoughts that might not mean much. I’ll come back with better suited posts for a blog peeps. Promise.
Continuation from last night’s post.
If you think this is only about finding someone special, you’re wrong. It is about that and more. Here’s what I think. My peeps and I, some of us are alone some of us are not. But that doesn’t make some of us can’t feel love and the other some can.
Somebody is complaining. Somebody cares too much for others. Some are unsure about idealism and wealth. Somebody is so unstable I can barely recognize sometimes. Some are hoping to find love. Somebody, I can tell, is too lost in teenagers’ crush to realize. Some are happy being themselves but only to realize it recently. Somebody tells me how family is an accomplishment. Somebody always brings me back to who I was. Some never open up even if it’s killing them. Somebody is hoping that everything would be okay. And somebody was there to make my days without realizing it.
Anyone I talk to, I’m glad that I always get to see some sparkle of hope in their words, and not just about BGR thingy (Boys Girls Relationship, FYI). And I wish everybody that good love shall be on the way for them. Somebody needs to believe, right?
We all need somebody.
p.s. The music might not suit you all. It’s John Mayer’s trio btw.
p.s.s. Special thanks for the Christmas card. My roomie isn’t crying upon receiving it though :p
Just got back from such a great day. Thanks peeps. Going broke soon, but can take care of it later. LoL…
For a quick entry today, this is something inspired by the series FlashForward, episode 8.
It reads ‘shinjiru’ in Japanese. It means believe. It’s so common to have a tattoo in kanji written courage. It’s no so with the word believe.
Believe that it’s been a good year. Believe that some things will work themselves out soon. And believe that good love is on the way.
I need to. Do you?
I saw this QuickPress feature in dashboard. I think I should try it now.
I’m gonna put a quote I found interesting everyday, so that I can keep this page running.
When Chris Martin of Coldplay was asked what’s the song “The Scientist” is all about, he answered:
‘That’s just about girls. It’s weird that whatever else is on your mind, whether it’s the downfall of global economics or terrible environmental troubles, the thing that always gets you most is when you fancy someone.’
In the eye of a college student, not even exams or whatsoever projects can get you as much as when you fancy a girl. Right boys?