Deep In Earth

My other passion other than music is 'MOVIES'! Love, love movies. I love a long list of favourite movies, so when people ask me about my favourite movie, I honestly cannot finish telling them, because I have lots. It is much easier when I answer them that I have a lot and I cannot choose just a few. But today, I want to talk about one of my favourite movies, an animated movie called "From Up The Poppy Hill". It was released in 2011 based on a graphic novel I believe and I love this one very much. It was set back in 1963, the time that I'd like to think as ideal. I love all of Studio Ghibli's movies but I particularly love this one more than the others for obvious reasons. The movie is like the kind of life that I would love to have lived. Cooking for the family, going to school, doing club activities and all that kind of high school life... And live in a beautiful house overlooking the ocean, with a garden full of greenery and flower bushes. This is quite an...

I realized that a story do not need to make sense to be an amazing story. It just needs to be believable, and it becomes a good story.

I have mixed feelings about this movie. I'm looking forward to read the book though. The cinematography is pretty nice, since I enjoy beautiful landscapes. Wasn't expecting a lot of sexuality, so that gave me kind of an impact that I did not particularly like. Anyhow, movies are supposed to give impact. I have to say, it's not my kind if movie, but I guess this kind of thing really do happen to people in reality. Can't wait to possess the book. I must have it!!

Wonderful movie. Brought me to tears. I bet the manga and anime are way better than the movie, but I am pretty impressed with it. Love all the characters. I love Nakama Yukie and Odagiri Joe. Now, I want to read the manga. I need to read the manga. This story is just too great to be ignored.

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. I've watched this movie about this particular forbidden love. How my heart breaks for Riku. He's sort of the villain in all of it, but he's just a lost boy who kept an unrequited love for his friend. All those years, and everything was over when his loved one died. It was painful to see him suffering all by himself, since he never told anyone. Oh, poor Riku! poor Riku! I feel like giving him a big hug so he can cry all that hatred and anger away. He loved his friend so much for so long, but his friend loved someone else and died for someone else. How pitiful. It's nobody's fault, Riku. You don't need to blame it on other people(though I understood why he would). Dear Riku, it's okay to express it. Don't hold it in. It'll be better if you'd let go of the hate and anger.

The movie is marvelous. I love the movie. But the thing that I love more than the movie is the book, which I randomly found the other day! From what I've seen in the movie, John Le Carre did a wonderful job. Well done to Tomas Alfredson too. I have not read it yet, I haven't even opened the plastic cover, but I plan to next year. Right now I need to focus on my studies, but there are so many beautiful books to buy and read, so I'm just hoarding them at the moment. I love Gary Oldman on the cover. :)

I'm sure I am not the only one feeling things like this. I think I need to write all of this down. *Spoiler alert* How can someone be so engrossed into something that one is not even related to, not even connected, not even experiencing, and it seems one does, and it becomes so important, more important than anything else? It defines you, and you rely on it, you depend on it, and it gives you everything, it makes you feel everything, it frees you, it captivates you, it's your mind, it's your heart, your life. I don't really know how to express this properly into words. I think no word can describe this thing exactly how I meant it but I'm going to try. I love to watch movies. I love movies. I can reliably say that I am passionate about movies. And I love all those talented actors and actresses. Sometimes I get too attached to the characters in a movie or a book that their feelings simply affect me so deeply. It helps if the words are beautifully written in ...

long ago, when i was a lot younger, maybe 5 to 7 years old, i watched this particular movie about rabbits, that i really liked, i remember that i liked it, and i would sometimes see some scenes from it in my dreams. but i never knew the name of the movie, so ever since i found out that the internet can be used to find these kinds of stuff, i tried to find it, only in vain, and it didn't help that i soon forgot about it. and this weekend, i found out about it! only to know that it was actually rather provocatively scary for little children. hmm. it really was scary. i watched the trailer, to confirm it, and even now i think it was a really horrifying movie for little kids... nevertheless, i was thrilled to finally find it after all these years, and i'm reliving all the nostalgic moments that i saw in the movie. i felt sad, scared, compassionate, and cuddly happy. i can finally watch Watership Down all over again. and i have to get the book. i just have to get it.

i'll share a little tale that happened this week, not too long ago. it's the holiday season, and i get to have a little break from school for about six weeks, and a lot of my friends returned home. so my closest friends and i planned to go out together, maybe go shopping, window-shopping, or just hang around eating some nice food and talk about all the experiences we missed with them. in my small town, there is this quite small shop where they sell books, magazines, stationary, office and school supplies. just about this year they started selling used, old books and novels, so i love going there to have a look. who knows what treasures i might come across to. like they say, "one man's trash is another man's treasure". hehe. so on the fine day out we happen to go there and i immediately started searching and scanning the titles to find anything worth buying. there was a book that seemed interesting, but it was not what i intended to find.. i was thinking o...