Of bugs and festivals
Thursday, May 24, 2007
I’m not sure if you’ve heard of this movie called Spiderman 3, but many people have told me that this movie is the best thing since sliced bread. I really appreciate sliced bread, and decided to watch this movie, because I could not convince myself that this could be THE movie that is better than sliced bread.
Basically, the movie is about self-sacrifice, and the importance of friends.
It stars Spiderman,
Kirsten Dunst,
and another guy.
In this installment of the franchise, Spiderman is trying his hardest to get rid of Kirsten’s character because she is downright ugly.
In an ‘eureka!’ moment, he smears goo all over himself and fools her into thinking that he is actually another guy. To top it up, Spiderman even does a little bad dancing to weird jazz music, just in case Kirsten refuses to leave him.
Broken-hearted, Kirsten meets up with Spiderman’s good friend, the other guy (known in some circles as Harry Osborn). Kirsten sneaks into that guy’s kitchen and tries to make scrambled eggs, inadvertently causing a mess in his kitchen.
Spiderman finds out about that guy’s predicament and became very guilty. Even though he hated Kirsten, it was never his wish to let another man live with her ugliness. In a monumental moment at a church complete with grand organ music, he scrapes off the goo and decides to woo Kirsten back.
Kirsten abandons Harry and hooks up with Spiderman once again. Harry is extremely touched by Spiderman’s self-sacrifice and decides to join Spiderman in the superhero business.
But alas! Harry just could not cut it as a superhero and he dies when he jumped straight into some sharp thingamajig.
Everybody else, however, lived happily ever after. At least until Spiderman 4 comes along and Spiderman realises once again, that Kirsten is just too ugly.
This movie, although creative, is definitely not in the same league as sliced bread. Nonetheless, I have to give Kirsten Dunst credit. This movie would have never worked without her, and her lack of looks:
On another note, National Day is coming!
Basically, National Day, for the uninformed, is Singapore’s version of Independence Day, with a lot less fireworks and tonnes of people with synchronised bad dance moves.
Anyway, since they have been demolishing the Kallang Stadium for the past century, this year’s re-run of last year’s show will be held at Marina Bay instead.
On two concrete slabs.
Apparently, these slabs are fitted with an internal drainage system, cabling structures and lightning conductors.
Maybe I lost my attention somewhere, but I have this sneaky suspicion that nobody said anything about precautions against the platform actually collapsing.
This year’s National Day Re-run might actually be dangerous. Be careful folks, if you happen to win any tickets, sell them on Yahoo Auctions! It can save your life!
Anyway, to the important stuff.
I got a new haircut again!
However, I am not entirely happy with it.
An ex-colleague of mine saw it and said that it’s ‘cute’.
Look people, it is not cute. In fact, I am never cute. I am cool and hip. That’s right, kids, cool and hip.
I’m so cool my mum stores food inside me sometimes; and I’m so hip I can’t see past my pelvis.
Definitely not cute.
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