In Movies, Reviews on
17 July 2010 with 3 comments
Inception (2010)
Directed by: Christopher Nolan
What happens when you cross The Matrix with a Michael Crichton-style of sci-fi story telling minus technologies going awry, multiply with infinite awesomeness? Well, you get Christopher Nolan’s latest sci-fi geeky movie, Inception. Being a lover of both science and architecture (I’m not being silly, it’s my freaking major), I enjoyed Inception so much that I was literally moved in my seat. So the next time I’ll be watching a sci-fi thriller/suspense movie as brilliant as this one, I better stay further to top of the theater than just to sit approximately 10 meters away from the screen. [Read more →]
In Architecture, College, Thoughts on
15 July 2010 with 5 comments
For so many years, Chicago and New York seated on the clouds with angels blowing vuvuzelas, as home of the world’s tallest buildings. The world looked up to their glimmering windows that almost reflected the whole solar system. But it didn’t stop the human species from being crab-minded as they challenge each other in competition, from the Petronas to the Burj Khalifa. In fact, even the terrorists of Al-Qaeda had stiff necks looking up to Manhattan’s finest twin towers, that they only thought of one medication to their aching napes. And as it is forever written in history, that the aforementioned degenerate thugs foretold Hayley Willam’s hit song almost a decade earlier. And that’s why we can’t pretend that airplanes are like shooting stars.
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In Fiction, Narratives, Random, Sabaw on
9 July 2010 with 1 comment
And so the Douche Council summoned myself and instantly appeared before my presence. I was baffled by that urgent meet and by the smugs and inexplicable expressions on their faces, as though I was being accused of something heinous whilst they constantly laugh and keep those expressions.
“As to what purpose brought you here upon myself in the middle of siesta time?” I asked.
“I fully request your immediate response to our questions regarding things of great confidentiality,” the Master Douche answered.
“You have my time, Master Douche,” I submitted myself for a few minutes, brought about by deep curiosity regarding the actual motive of their appearance.
For a few seconds, they held the same annoying facial expression which made me regret the will to entertain whatever their questions might be. “Amongst the ladies frolicking about in our area, tell before the Council who do you think holds the most of your appreciation and infatuation?”
I looked around in thought whilst examining the maidens all about. A few moments passed, I turned back to the Council. “Respectfully Douche Council, I have settled my choice.”
“That’s wonderful. I reckon you had a difficult time gathering these beautiful maidens in your head,” Count Douche, the second-in-command of the Douche Council replied. “Now, tell me, citizen, who is your pick?”
“That beautiful baroness over there at the shop.”
“Magnificent choice. I have to commend you on your good taste, citizen.”
“Thank you, Council.”
“GUARDS! Take thee to the nunnery!” commanded Master Douche, pointing to the beautiful maiden I had chosen.
“What?!” I protested.
“Now, proceeding to the next question…”
THE END.
