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Parodies are written by the moralists.  So at least I now know what I am not.  Henceforth, I shall not write parodies, unless I deem myself to be writing against some moral travesty. 

Unless I deem Life itself to be a moral travesty.

John Hicks and Irenaeus decided that God created everything.  The original Hebrew, which has been re-translated into so many different meanings, original stated that God created good and evil.  Henceforth, He knew there was evil in the world, and the point of living is to be born into the animal world, and to then strive to become better, to then make oneself in the image of God.  (This does explain why some children are prone to such evil.)  This separates people into those who want to become better from those who want to use their humanity as an excuse to do as they please: Eh, I’m only human, so I can’t help it.  You can’t, or you won’t? 

Yeah, that’s about as moral as I get.  Reading the Thinker’s Guide to Evil right now.  It’s nice to have the history of everything just sort of laid out on nicely glossy colored pages.  Instead of one worldview, you finally get to see things from different povs. 

night,

dawn

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Re-watching Mars.  Episode 4 gains the award for the Worst Choreographed, Lease Elaborate, Most Realistic Fist Fight in a prime time drama.  Congrats! 

Usually the choreographers get all beautiful.  People go flying.  It takes about one punch.  You take on ten guys.  This one, I hit you, you hit me, I hit you, you hit me, I hit you, you hit me, I hit you, you hit me.  Over and over and over.  Exactly.  Even in dirty street fights, dudes pretty much just want to beat each other, beat on each other, let out steam, prove they’re strong enough to “take it”, and then bleed a little. 

Cheers and applause and all that jazz.

night,

dawn

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Best use of a statue in a prime time drama award goes to Love Storm!  Yaaaaayyyyy!  (Big Kermie arm waving yell.)

Okay, I’ve gotta admit, these dramas drive me crazy.  And yet… there’s something endearing and hopeful in them.  I think that’s the point.  They offer us hope that life isn’t so bad, even when you’re constantly getting kidnapped and held at gunpoint.

Love Storm: He’s the godson of the mafia (and yet another orphan, so you gotta feel sorry for him), and she believes the meaning of “wo ai ni” is “I’ll stop traffic for you at risk of my own life”.  So Zhai Le stalks poor old Lu Ying Feng.  Poor orphan boy has never had love thrust upon him, and so he eventually falls for it.  But nothing is ever simple when you live in a soap opera, so of course, it takes 21 episodes for them to get a quiet moment together.

My loyalty actually lies with Wan Bao Long, the ex-fatty-turned-hunk, who has always loved Zhai Le, and yet has always been transparent to her, and her best friend.  If you have to count the amount of times he stopped traffic and risked his own life for her, and ended up in the hospital for her, well, I think his love far outstrips that of Ying Feng.  So Bao Long is a goofball.  So he has a dreadful laugh.  So he has a subplot that keeps him busy much of the time.  He’s still the first one to always be there to make Zhai Le smile.  That’s what’s important.  Saves her life, makes her smile.  What more do you want?

But the award for this show is not in the soap opera plot or the bubble gum world.  It goes to the random statue.  Makes me laugh in every scene where it is so randomly placed in the background, and its final denouement moment at the end is priceless.  What a random statue of Ying Feng stopping a truck, arms spread like Jesus on the cross, hair blowing back, jacket open, plain white statue.  Ever present.  When it finally returns to the Shopping More place for its final home, that’s a nice moment.

The final subplot/complication?  Man who thinks Shopping More Channel exists solely to break up his marriage.  The subsequent news clips of what happened are also priceless.  “It’s all his fault.”  “If he’d spent more time with his wife, none of this would have happened.”  “It was a misunderstanding.”  A misunderstanding?  Three people got shot!  But even I have to admit that the strongest plot was not the initial stalking, was not the show of ultimate friendship, was not the cheesy mafia theme, was not the cheesy way the mafia hitmen tried to kill Zhai Le, but this commentary on our present consumerist society and the people who are addicted to the shopping channels.  Lovely.

night,

dawn

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Eppie 10, Meteor Garden.

“I chose his limpid eyes.”  Ack!  You fool!  You thought Daoming’s eyes were evil fish eyes, or something like that.  Nothing pleases you!

Besides, during the tournament, Lei said he would protect you no matter what.  Put his hand on your head and said he would be your guardian angel.  How can you not fall for that?!?!  Le sigh.

But now the boys have locked Lei and Shancai in the spare bedroom, not to be let out until morning.  Uh oh.  Daoming Si has just returned home.  Let’s put them in a pot of boiling water, stir, and see what we come up with.

Nothing?!?!  You let them go???  Since when have you been Mr. Mature, Pineapple Head?  Ohhhhh, they talked all night and both slept on the floor, Lei with his head on the bed.  Awww.  Because Lei will not betray his best friend.  And Si cried (waaah! that was nicely played!) when he saw Shancai down in the living room from the balcony.  Si has decided to let her go to his friend, and Lei has decided to play up the Jing in his heart and let her go back to Si.  What a mess you boys live!

Gaaah!  Why do they always end at such inopportune times?!?!  If there’s nothing else I learn from Meteor Garden, I MUST learn how to hook someone.  9am, I haven’t been to bed yet, and here I am going to watch another eppie. 

night,

dawn

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A Fickle Mistress

Aye, what a fickle mistress Shancai has turned out to be! 

Eppie nine: After losing Lei in eppie six to follow Jing to Paris, he has returned, and the group heads to Okinawa for a short holiday.  I totally understand her feelings for a while there, because she didn’t like Pineapple Head, he was too overbearing, and even though he loved her in his own right, he was forcing that love on her without giving her a chance to choose.  She also seems to be a total sucker for the perpetual puppy dog look, the quiet contemplation, the sweet smile, the Lei who lets her choose what she wants.

But then Pineapple Head goes totally ballistic when he catches her on the beach kissing Lei (okay, went a step too far there… but they were both crying at the time, so emotions run rampant, forgiveable offense–Lei is depressed and Shancai is overwhelmed–plus, she’s always harbored a special place in her heart for Lei’s happiness), and breaks up with her.  Lei, even though he admits that he’s in love with Jing (and his personality totally changed when he returned from Paris, and even I kept going: Who is this strange boy!?!?!?!), and says, “Why aren’t you the one I’m in love with?”  Awww, nice moment. After he begged her to hug him the night before, just so he could have some comfort.  Double awww.  Sigh.  So PH breaks up with her, and Lei, being sweet, holds her hand and says, Don’t worry, you still have me.  Sheesh, what a nice guy. 

Okay, so maybe they should have remained friends, in those quiet strange moments up on the rooftop of the school.  But they’ve given it a stab at dating, his first serious date, he doesn’t know what to do… she sort of takes the reigns.  He’s still spacey (yup), and he falls asleep on her shoulder while flying a kite (cute).  So they don’t have a lot to talk about… and you can have those quiet moments for a while… but for an entire date?  But!  Shancai should have been aware of this after that night they spent on the rooftop for like 12 hours alone not talking! 

So now she seems to be getting all depressed.

Pineapple Head’s sister is a stitch.  She totally beats him up, then when he roughly grabs Shancai, sis hits him hard and tells him never to hit girls.  Hee hee. 

Shancai, darling… PH has given you leave to be with his friend.  It’s eating him up inside.  You darn well better not get back together with PH and think of Lei the entire time if you’re going to be like that!  Sigh.  I’m still not sure you should leave Lei at all… Although I must admit the love triangle has been well-drawn, because I’m a sucker, I can see the merits of both.  I totally feel I’d rather see her with the other one when she’s with one… although I liked the kite flying date, and didn’t care so much about PH self-destructing.  So I think I did choose Lei.  But until then, I was a sucker stuck in the bermuda triangle of all relationships.

And yes, I’m still the girl who doesn’t believe in love.  I don’t think this’d happen in real life to anyone but a drama queen.  And I don’t think it’d be so easily summed up.  Besides, PH is sorta violent, and in real life, I don’t think I’d be one of those women who “walks into doors” constantly and makes excuses for the man.  Conversation may be important… but I’d know right away if I felt comfortable enough with someone… and I’m probably the one with the vacant expression on my face most of the time. 

La la la (walks into a wall and idly wonders where it came from, then continues to skip off into the hills, staring at the clouds).  Let Meteor Garden continue!

night,

dawn

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“I felt I was becoming scientifically interesting.” –Marlow

from Joseph Conrad’s Heart of Darkness, p.29

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Sometimes I think I know how he feels.  What am I here for, except a massive scientific experiment?  I discover more about my inner self every day, and who I want to become, by living here.  Perhaps it’s a good thing, but I also know that this will not continue.  I need my space.  I need to let loose and scream at the top of my lungs–just once more.  I never quite realized how easy it was for me to let loose in my own home, in my car, how much I depended on that time to relax myself.  In a state of nervous pique, all I had to do was go turn on my radio in my car, and let it wash over me.  My bubble. 

I don’t let my guard down here anymore.  Too much trust has been broken.  Repeatedly.  Not a terribly bad thing.  But worrisome.  The idea of a private persona–what is allowable amongst friends, and when are you allowed to be called “friend”?  I say it takes five years. 

Wow.  I realized that back during my theatre group–not to say that after five years people can’t still drift off or do something unforgivable and disappear.  But until you’ve invested five years, people disappear a lot easier, without wrenching the heart.  Back then I thought it was because I was shy and standoffish.  Now I know, maybe it’s just me… or maybe it’s just a good round number. Before, I thought it pitiful, but now I think it’s just a-okay.  Safety boundary.

The Wall returns?

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“He inspired uneasiness[…] You have no idea how effective such a… a… faculty can be.  He had no genius for organizing, for initiative, or for order even. […] His position had come to him — why?  Perhaps because he was never ill… […] Because triumphant health in the general rout of constitutions is a kind of power in itself.” — Conrad, p.31

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night,

dawn

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The Love Manual

Episode 3, Meteor Garden.  Starts with the Bully taking a test out of an entire book of love quizzes, just like those cheesy little quizzes in women’s magazines.  The answer points out that Shancai was right about him all along.  (Basically: his behavior is detestable.)  Lei is awaiting the return of his lady love, who cured him of autism (aw, sad, that his standoffish characteristics are due to mental failings…). 

Hmm, intriguing.  Lei has this thing for Jing’s poster.  He keeps staring at it (did so in eppie 2 as well).  Jing calls to say she’s coming back.  He smiles.  Aww.  Turns around, there’s Shancai, he’s so overcome with happiness (at which??) that he calls her beautiful and kisses her cheek.  Kawai!  But once Jing returns, Miss Famous Model, Lei becomes withdrawn and moody.  Pourquoi? 

“We were so poor, I had to sell my blood!”  “Her father is head of a major company, while mine sells his blood for money…”  Yes, truly, how can you compare with that?

“You hardly talk.”  “I can be quieter.”  Ah, what nice moments.  Some beautiful quiet film shots, too–Lei looking at the sun with his hand in front of his face.  Shancai and Lei up on the rooftop all night in silence, in the dark.  Wahhh!  Lighting fireworks to attact the attention of the angels of the almighty dawn in order to get your wish heard and answered!  Oh, how lovely!

Ha–the one with the “pineapple hairstyle” is obviously a “bad egg”.  Gotta love it.  And he is, too!  Bad boy!  (Am I hoping that he will be reformed, or show a true color that is kindhearted beneath the pineapple exterior?)

night,

dawn

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