Posts published during January, 2008

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Thesis season

This time of the year, graduating film students are busy working on their theses, including me, of course. At the beginning of the semester, even during thesis proposal phase, I wasn’t too hyped up about it. I think I was even more excited when I helped out on a handful of thesis short films when I was a freshman, than when I’m actually doing it myself now that I’m a senior. I’ve shared something about this already, in this entry, where I said I sort of lost a passion in creating moving pictures.

UP Film friends

Needless to say, right now, almost all of my film friends are busy with their own theses. Sigh. You know, there’s something uniquely engaging in film students’ theses. I’m not sure how thesis are exactly done in other courses, but I assume it’s largely an individual or a pair effort. In film, however, unless you’re doing an animation, an experimental of some sort or a written thesis, you will barely survive if you work alone or by pair, even. A graduating film student actually works on a number of theses, in varying degrees, for his fellow film friends. Well, unless you’re an absolute altruist, there’s this slight expectation that your film friends and other friends will help you out in your own thesis, as your production manager, your director of photography, your casting director, assistant director, production assistant, even as talent. Most of the time, all the work is pro bono, but it’s not the material return that’s important. Shooting film students’ thesis can be quite fun, aside from being stressful.

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Blumentritt to UP

eatery at Blumentritt corner Rizal Avenue, Manila

Before hopping on the LRT back to Recto, I decided to give in to my hunger pangs and ate at one of the eateries under the Blumentritt Station. I hadn’t eaten lunch yet, and it was past 4 in the afternoon. This young boy was looking at me while I was eating my tapsilog. I was too famished to be too generous. I gave him half of a sandwich instead.

LRT along Rizal Avenue, Manila LRT along Rizal Avenue, Manila

After eating, it was just a short half-an-hour trip back to UP Diliman for me. From LRT Blumentritt Station, I got off at Doroteo Jose, then transfered to LRT Line 2 at Recto all the way to Katipunan where I rode a jeepney to Mass Comm. I was exhausted but it felt like a nice spontaneous walking trip for me. I should do it again and discover something new.

Avenida Rizal corner Recto, Manila Rizal Avenue - Recto Avenue intersection, Manila

Continued from here. Soon enough I found myself along Avenida Rizal where I was supposed to get on a train to Manila North Cemetery. Since I had no idea where exactly to alight nearest to my destintion, I swallowed my shallow pride and asked for directions. The ticket teller at the LRT told me to get off at R. Papa Station to get to the cemetery. Because as I’ve said earlier, I’d rather get lost than ask for directions another time, I didn’t bother to confirm if I was going the right way for fear of looking like a camera-toting tourist.

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Quezon Boulevard, Manila Quezon Boulevard Underpass, Manila

Continued from here. It wasn’t long before I reached the intersection of Quezon Boulevard and C.M. Recto Avenue. It was the first time I found out that there was a pedestrian underpass along Quezon Boulevard that crosses Recto and Quezon Boulevard itself. The underpass is similar to the Lacson Underpass in Quiapo, but this one’s lined with garment and tailoring shops.

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For this movie-round-up, two are Hollywood movies, and the other a Chinese production. I watched all three at home this week. Don’t ask how.

The Kingdom Lust, Caution I Am Legend

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Walking along Recto

C.M. Recto Avenue, Manila

Continued from here. I guess it was because I felt like I had time to spare, and because I simply enjoy walking like that, that I decided to walk all the way from Mendiola to Avenida Rizal to ride another train to Manila North Cemetery. I don’t know if that’s really the most efficient way of getting there, but when I looked at the map, it seemed to me so.

Let me tell you a quirk of mine. I don’t like asking for directions. I hate looking like a tourist by asking for directions. I’d rather look at a map myself and get lost than ask for directions. If I do, I’d do it once and then I’d rather get lost than ask another time. It’s a weird sort of pride. I’ll tell you more about this quirk later.

Recto Avenue, Manila Recto Avenue, Manila Recto Avenue, Manila Recto Avenue, Manila Recto Avenue, Manila Morayta Street, Manila

Anyway, I’ve always wondered how it feels like to study in a college or university in the middle of all this hustle and bustle, as opposed to the relative tranquility and foliage in Diliman. Recto Avenue, is of course, aside from shops of all sorts, is lined with schools, colleges and universities, hence it’s part of what people refer to as Manila’s university belt.

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I went to Manila yesterday afternoon to observe possible locations for some scenes for our thesis short film, and to take pictures to help our cinematographer visualize the project. I had Mendiola and Manila North Cemetery in mind. I was able to do that, but I also ended up leisurely strolling along Recto and then along Blumentritt on my way to the cemetery and taking random photos along the way.

Mendiola

Because driving seemed to be more of a hassle for me, I decided to leave the car in UP, hopped on a jeep to Katipunan and rode the LRT to Legarda. Got down the station and took a couple of pictures at Mendiola. I’ve actually been to Mendiola more times in rallies than otherwise. It’s quite interesting when you try to observe it when everything seems like a normal daily routine to everyone else.

Mendiola, Manila Mendiola, Manila Mendiola, Manila Mendiola, Manila Mendiola, Manila Mendiola, Manila

More often than not, rallies are blocked by police on the usual way to Mendiola–through C.M. Recto–so Legarda Street is often the alternative route (which also gets blocked, nonetheless).

Legarda

Legarda Street, Manila Legarda Street, Manila Legarda Street, Manila Legarda Street, Manila Legarda Street, Manila Legarda Street, Manila

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In this round-up, one is an Australian production, the other a classic Hollywood flick, and the last one a Filipino film. I saw December Boys at home, The Man in the Gray Flannel Suit in media ethics class, and Desperadas, at the cinemas–all last, last week.

December Boys The Man in the Gray Flannel Suit Desperadas

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I sort of got this idea from Estanli Cabigas’ Rough Groove blog. I enjoy watching movies, and as much as I would like to write lengthily on what I think about each film I watch, I usually don’t have the time. So, I’ve decided that for every three films I see this year, I’ll do a round-up with short comments on what I liked or disliked about the film. This is also to keep track on what I see for the entire year.

Reign Over Me For Eternal Hearts Now and Forever

I saw all three of these at home, during the holidays, just before school started for the year. One is a Hollywood film, the two others are from South Korea.

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Kasama ako sa EDSA2!

[Actually, hindi ako kasama noong People Power 2]. I am honestly ashamed to remember what I was doing during People Power 2, because I was exactly the type of person back then that I detest today–a prude conservative who refused to join the urban middle-class disruption that was brewing, even in our sheltered Ateneo High School. I honestly can’t stomach the things I’ve written in my “online journal” back then, hence they’re not available in my blog’s present archives.

Back then, it became quite fashionable among Ateneans to be joining all those walk-outs and indoor rallies. I refused to believe that my classmates, and most other rich kids in my high school for that matter, knew what they were doing, and I thought it was all just a fashionable lynch mob at the covered courts endorsed even by the entire faculty at that time. I was confident that all along, my schoolmates simply thought it was so cool that we had faculty-endorsed free cuts.

Back then, I (already) really disliked Vice-President Gloria Arroyo so much, I would rather that President Estrada stayed in Malacanang than have him replaced with that woman and everyone else who surrounded her. (Boy, what an ominous gut feel).

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