Category Archives: indie

Day 139: The Shape of Things

The Shape of Things w/ Paul Rudd & Rachel Weisz

“BUT, the great equalizer.”  BUT in so many situations often welcomes in a slew of unwarranted and sometimes disheartening news. The Shape of Things, originally performed on stage , is an interesting parable of morality and sexual cruelty. Adam (played by the adorable Paul Rudd) and Evelyn (played by Rachel Weisz) cross paths at Adam’s work, the museum. The two embark on what is an illusion of dating, at least according to Evelyn later. In tryst with Adam’s former roommate, we start to understand the complexities of morale and what determines a “better” person. Evelyn heartlessly experiments with morale, manipulation and more importantly, free will, by inadvertently suggesting Paul changes. His changes would eventually lead to weight lost, change of clothes, loss of friends, a nose job…everything. Evelyn delivers her motives to the public in her thesis presentation. She claims that he is now “better” for society according to their standards. BUT, is that really better? Continue reading

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Day 118: Ira and Abby

Ira & Abby w/ Chris Messina & Jennifer Westfeldt

Psychology major studying to be a psychologist, albeit he has major issues and so does the woman he spontaneously decides to marry. Let’s not forget his parents are therapists as well. They rationalized their whim of a marriage because they figured everyone else who’s done it the right way ends in divorce anyways. Throughout the movie, we see different perspectives of the ultimate marriage. We see Ira’s parents, a marriage blossomed because of an unexpected pregnancy. His parents ultimately agreed that “you learn to love because you’re hinged together.” They married for Ira. Which to some extent seems to be the reason for the many marriages we see today. We this marriage and its juxtaposition to Abby’s parents’ marriage, a seemingly happy marriage. But of course, there’s a catch.

The idea and convention of marriage seems to continue to tarnish over time for me. I’m not doubting the belief that two people can stay in love for years on end, but I doubt the belief that marriage is going to keep that. We’re all groomed to think that the next logical step in our lives is to marry someone we love. But being married doesn’t solidify anything aside from having a great party. Can we start blaming ourselves that we’ve fallen into some hypocrisy of how things are supposed to be. Because the reality is nothing is what it’s supposed to be. Not then and not now. I often wonder about happily married couples. I’m sure there are some, but none that I can instantly look up to. I would venture even to say my parents’ marriage isn’t exactly what I interpret happiness to look like. Continue reading

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Day 116: Listen to Your Heart

Listen to Your Heart w/ Cybil Shepard

Musician falls in love with a deaf girl. That’s cute.

Day 102: You, Me and Everyone We Know

Me and You and Everyone We Know w/ Miranda July & John Hawkes

Basically, we’re all a bit quirky. Some are quirkier than others. The quirky ones are worth observing.






Christine Jesperson: If you really love me, let’s make a vow – right here, together… right now.

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Day 95: Always Learning


If you’re fortunate enough to have cinema festivals, you absolutely have to go. If you’re also fortunate enough to have a school that participates in the festival, then support the hell out of that film. Always Learning was produced by SJSU production studios and made with fellow SJSU students/professors/their moms. It was a great coming of age film with an odd focus of romance blossoming in the sea of awkwardness. In this film, we watch Tobia (awkward name) enter the world of bad-assery much to his mother’s dismay. He willingly leaves his former world, being home-schooled with your occasional nerds and kid-children, to join Joey and his sister and their more than dysfunctional lives. We’re talking about extremely dysfunctional. We want to have hope for Samantha and Tobia’s relationship, I mean she did let him experience his first sexual encounter a.k.a. touch her boob. But alas, she’s too fucked up to save. We can only hope that she learns something from the innocence that Tobia brings with him. Not everything has an evil intention despite your life experiences. Easier said than done.

Why do coming of age films always regard some unlikely opportunity for a romance to grow. Because I’m pretty sure during my awkward years, I didn’t just coincidentally meet someone who would change my world forever. Me thinks this is an abusrd fallacy, coming of age just literally means you’re suffering a good amount of awkwardness for a substantial amount of 4 years before you do anything remotely cool.

Hey, at least Joey didn’t just magically change over time. He’s still an asshole..without a girlfriend.

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Day 81: The Four-Faced Liar

A confusing group just like your friends

If I needed lessons from a group of twenty-somethings…this would be it.

Not to get all analytical on anyone, but the film’s focus on Wuthering Heights is obviously reflective of the relationships within the film with an addition of a lesbian. Molly thinks she’s Katherine and Greg is Hindley – emotionally compatible but no passion. Basically, from what I gather from a bunch of college kids living in NYC is that I don’t want any of their relationships. One cheats, the other lusts, the other is just blissfully ignorant of the hopeless of their relationship. It’s an indie rome-com,  which really means this happens to everyone. Continue reading

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Day 41: Once

Once w/ Glen Hansard & Markéta Irglová

Beautiful love songs written by a man who didn’t believe in love. Somehow, it made sense. The songs themselves hold a certain sadness. There was something fragile being exposed in these songs, both coming from broken hearts, homes and people.

If all you could do was listen to this movie, you’d still love it. Mind you, probably won’t understand half the dialogue because both actors carry pretty thick and heavy accents, but it’s not about that. You would think both characters would just run away from the shanty town they live in and just make beautiful music together, but they don’t. What stopped them was reality – the reality of her broken marriage and being a mother. His reality of making it in London, whatever that meant. Nothing aligned between them – the planets, stars, zodiacs. But for a brief moment, it all didn’t matter. They were there in that studio for one purpose. Pure emotional bliss.

I always wonder what happens to couples after the “honeymoon” phase is over. Does it get harder? Or easier? Or does it all depends? Longevity in anything seems like the key goal but what if there are some things in life that are meant for only specific times. What if we had soul mates for a day? I normally wouldn’t swallow an idea like that down, but in hindsight I guess I can’t be opposed to it. Maybe if I was in some foreign country and I had male version of MPDG. Maybe.


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Day 38: Away We Go

Away We Go/ Maya Rudolph & John Kransinski

I’ve been reading great posts such as this one on Thought Catalog and articles about the delicate balance of establishing one’s career and the fulfillment of a sustainable love life. Frankly, it sounds like there isn’t a balance. As a disenfranchised 21-year old, driven by crazy dreams to make it in the ad world, you can obviously tell I’m lacking in the love department (duh, this blog). I’m busy, sure. But I’m not that busy to not have a social life and a relationship. Putting aside obvious factors, such as San Jose’s meager pickings of dating selection, a constant  setback from most of my involvements have been because I’m too involved, they’re not involved enough in what they want to do, or no desire to really push forward. I put my future career first, no questions asked. I’ve always chosen the option that made me better professionally versus one for love. I’m not cold or a bitch, so being friendly isn’t hard. I’m really just not winning. I continue to covet the relationship world but not want enough to lose any type of ambition. Nor do I think anyone should. We gain some and we lose some is the philosophy, but that doesn’t mean it’s fun. Continue reading

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Day 35: Love Me If You Dare

Love Me If You Dare w/ Marion Cotillard & Guillaume Canet

Hands down just became my favorite. It captured everything what I think love should be : carefree, unconditional and just plain crazy. They challenged each other with these “games,” but ultimately became each other’s escape from unsatisfying conditions. They were hopelessly made for each other.

We’re interesting beings. We’re interested in interesting beings in love. So, I started to notice no one ever really starts off happy and falls in love – it seems that it’s more gratifying to stem from an unconventional lonely place and then fall in love. It’s as if love is supposed to save us from whatever darkness we consume – conforming, depression, etc. What happens if we’re happy and we fall in love? Do we just become happier? Is there an adverse affect?

I need to be more prompt about posting the day of. I usually let the movie sink in for a bit and then write. Sometimes, it takes a while to draft what I think or what are my takeaways. Motivation isn’t an issue, sometimes I just like a movie and that’s all. It doesn’t change anything inside of me. But no worries, I literally do watch a movie everyday. It’s a routine at this point. I set aside two hours of my day to watch. I usually have movies already waiting for me or have to do some digging based on recommendations. It’s been interesting to hear/read the suggestions that have been made. There are films that I’ve never heard of – often with beautiful titles and synopsis to match. Writing has become cough medicine. *cough.

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Day 29: Secretary

Secretary w/ Maggie Gyllenhall

It’d be odd for me not to reflect upon the year as it ends. I’ve been thinking about this particular post all day and decided what to write about while I did a shit job of painting my nails. This is the time of the year where we decide if 2011 was crap and decide what we’re going to do to make 2012 better. We make resolutions hoping to make them happen past the month of January. It’s where every gym is over capacitated and everyone’s that much nicer.

2011 has been an astounding year. I remember starting the year off wanting and hoping to have a relationship by the end of the year. Instead, I lost one of the most important relationships in my life. My grandfather past away this past summer. It is by the far the greatest heartache I could ever have. This year also meant I turned 21. No more fake IDs, no more being friendly to the bouncer unless they deserved it. I met great guys – all of which could’ve been great potential partners. I met new friends, all of which made whatever I was doing that much richer.  I’ve reached my low of lows and my high of highs. All of which culminated in such a weird, awkward growing experience. Anyways, 2011 was crazy and cheers to even more crazier years. Continue reading

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