Hi.
I haven't blog in over a month; I think I have only two posts. Sorry. I promised myself I would post something every day, and that it would range anywhere from short stories to movie reviews. One reason is that I am not getting motivated to write. I would start a new post (for example, I worked on a few movie reviews), and in the middle of it I would just stop having nothing more to say but feeling there is more to say. I don't think it is writer's block because I have tons of ideas, but I can't seem to articulate them into words. Until I want to write again I won't be posting that much stuff.
However, I will try to update what's been going on in my life. Here is update #1.
I opened a twitter account. Posted my picture, a new wallpaper and everything. I am following few authors and publication companies. Companies I would love to work for one day.
I have been watching a lot of Youtube vloggers. Think I can do a video blog too, but not now. Maybe later in the future. Right now, I just love watching many different video blogs.
I am going to take classes at a community college. I need them to apply for the Radiography program at Mizzou next spring. I am excited to start a new career, but also very nervous. That's normal.
I love this blog called Mymomisafob.com. It's about inadvertently funny advices from Asian mothers to their annoying daughters and sons. There are so many hilarious submissions about Asian mothers who give advice about everything from homosexuality and constipation (mymomisafob.com). Check it out. I am thinking of submitting some my best, but random, advices.
There it is: my life in a nutshell. Hopefully something exciting can happen.
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S. Jaleel
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
Film Review: Leap Year
Ah, romance. Every year it is the same story: a writer somewhere decides it's time for romance, writes a bogglingly horrid script, though to him/her it just might be the best script they have ever written, producers brainstorm as to how strategic they should be in the promotional aspect of the upcoming movie, a director is awaken from his sleeping quarters to harness the responsibility of handling the direction, and, finally, handsome actors are cast to bring to life characters that, let's face it, shouldn't have been breathed life into.
Leap Year succumbs to all of the above. The screenplay is written by the duo who brought us Josie and the Pussycats and Can't Hardly Wait: Deborah Kaplan and Harry Elfont. Bringing this stale tale is Anand Tucker, who is perhaps best known for his sharp and cinematically appealing film, Shopgirl. How he went from Shopgirl to Leap Year is a question better left unanswered. Finally, lending the story life are Amy Adams and Matthew Goode.
Amy Adams plays Anna, a Boston apartment stager who knows exactly what her clients want, but falls to see what she really wants. What she thinks she wants is to drop by in Dublin to put into practice an Irish traditon of women proposing to their respective beaus on Feb. 29th. Landed on the wrong side of the country, Wales, Anna hires Declan, played by Goode, as her driver; as she tracks across Ireland, Anna starts to question her desires when attraction for Declan unbalances her plans of proposing to her boyfriend. At this point, when Anna meets Declan, the female demographic can narrate the whole film without having to look up from their popcorns and sodas, the film is that hopelessly predictable.
However, the cinematography is the only saving grace, or for the most part, the only watchable segment of the film. The movie has incredible views of the Irish landscapes. Whenever Anna and Declan are tracking across an open territory, the camera pans out into a larger frame and saves us from having to listen to their predictable colloquy. The cinematography is as fresh as the story of Leap Year is recycled.
Adams, better known for her vulnerable emotionality in films such as Doubt, manages to extract some sympathy from the viewers. For example, in the scene where Anna is preparing a meal with Declan, she recalls her troubled teen years, Adams wins in channeling the vulnerability that reminds us why we like her in the first place. Goode, on the other hand, plays his part rather awkwardly. He seems mostly uncomfortable in the scenes he's given. But he is handsome enough to force a reluctant lady to seat up and pay attention to his wide-eyed, roguish Declan.
The film is horribly formulaic. There is nothing, except for the cinematography, in this film that should appeal to anyone. It is not even worth the $1 for the rental. I watched it to kill time, and something tells me that Adams and Goode did this film as a way to stay active while they wait for their bigger projects.
No amount of ratings can justify this sick rom-com.
No amount of ratings can justify this sick rom-com.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
English Major Still Struggling to Find a Job
Anyone who'd ever asked you "what the heck are you gonna do with a English degree?," to them you want to point out two things: one, that they didn't put an "an" before "English"; and that many companies nowadays are looking for employees with excellent oral/verbal communications skills. So. There. Usually, after you've told them these two important things, the conversation comes to an end. And you feel like you've won the battle of "what are you gonna do with that degree?" and "none of your business." However, the truth is painstakingly slowly creeping up on you; you don't see it coming because confidence has you faced the other way.
And then. BAM! You've hit the wall (or truth, as mentioned in the previous paragraph). Among the cursing and ohh-aahing at your bruises you realize something else, something that shakes you, something that is even worse than your small bruises. You realize, now that you've graduated from college, that you don't have a job, don't know where to look for one, and don't know what to do about finding one.
This is what is happening to me. Now. As I am sure most English graduates are facing the same problems. So far I have applied to about 5 positions, none of which I am qualified for, mind you. But, rather I like the feel of applying to a major company; I keep hoping that one of them might call me. Hey, you never know.
While looking for jobs I've come to realize that I have to keep writing, perfecting what I am supposed to be great at: English. Thus, I have opened this blog. Not to attract many followers, but rather to write something everyday; I could write anything, from what news articles caught my eye, to astronomony (I think of myself as an amateaur), to entertainment tidbits, to, well, anything. I could even write some ideas I have for possible books, short stories, poems. This blog serves as my journal.
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And then. BAM! You've hit the wall (or truth, as mentioned in the previous paragraph). Among the cursing and ohh-aahing at your bruises you realize something else, something that shakes you, something that is even worse than your small bruises. You realize, now that you've graduated from college, that you don't have a job, don't know where to look for one, and don't know what to do about finding one.
This is what is happening to me. Now. As I am sure most English graduates are facing the same problems. So far I have applied to about 5 positions, none of which I am qualified for, mind you. But, rather I like the feel of applying to a major company; I keep hoping that one of them might call me. Hey, you never know.
While looking for jobs I've come to realize that I have to keep writing, perfecting what I am supposed to be great at: English. Thus, I have opened this blog. Not to attract many followers, but rather to write something everyday; I could write anything, from what news articles caught my eye, to astronomony (I think of myself as an amateaur), to entertainment tidbits, to, well, anything. I could even write some ideas I have for possible books, short stories, poems. This blog serves as my journal.
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