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Tuesday, December 28, 2004
Sunday, December 26, 2004
Condensation
Ramil Digal Gulle
it’s no longer clear but I can
remember some poem
some poem and who-
ever it was, saw
saw me writing, wet and naked,
wet and naked in bed
asked why rock and roll
around there sloshing,
sloshing like some insane
person without clothes,
writing some poem on
soggy paper with blue
ink streaks on your sun-
burned skin?
and it’s no longer clear but
some notion rose up
rose up like a wave, like
the way laughter rushes
through your chest and throat,
like a sudden tall, twanging
hard-on,
some notion moved my
mouth so I said,
i’m a raindrop, a giant,
luscious raindrop
and let’s make love
and find out what’s it
like to fuck a great big
raindrop
and some poem stuck its bulbous
head up and out and erect,
blinked its one
eye like a mini-cyclops
staring at a micro-miniskirt
on the floor
and afterwards I burst
like I splattered myself
into a thousand eyes,
blinking surprise
on the floor or something
and some poem it’s no
longer clear it’s
no longer clear how
or who it was I made love
like a horny rain-
drop to
maybe it was some
one, maybe it was clear but
now it isn’t; maybe it was
some poem that made love
alive, made love alive to some
one; maybe it was even you.
Ramil Digal Gulle
it’s no longer clear but I can
remember some poem
some poem and who-
ever it was, saw
saw me writing, wet and naked,
wet and naked in bed
asked why rock and roll
around there sloshing,
sloshing like some insane
person without clothes,
writing some poem on
soggy paper with blue
ink streaks on your sun-
burned skin?
and it’s no longer clear but
some notion rose up
rose up like a wave, like
the way laughter rushes
through your chest and throat,
like a sudden tall, twanging
hard-on,
some notion moved my
mouth so I said,
i’m a raindrop, a giant,
luscious raindrop
and let’s make love
and find out what’s it
like to fuck a great big
raindrop
and some poem stuck its bulbous
head up and out and erect,
blinked its one
eye like a mini-cyclops
staring at a micro-miniskirt
on the floor
and afterwards I burst
like I splattered myself
into a thousand eyes,
blinking surprise
on the floor or something
and some poem it’s no
longer clear it’s
no longer clear how
or who it was I made love
like a horny rain-
drop to
maybe it was some
one, maybe it was clear but
now it isn’t; maybe it was
some poem that made love
alive, made love alive to some
one; maybe it was even you.
Hours before Noche Buena I decided to do a movie marathon. I didn’t really have a theme for the film selection; it just so happen that they were all decked in the forgotten section of our CD rack. So I’ve listed them and some things that I have noticed in the films.
The Matrix: Revolutions
- In that scene at the train station, Neo had small talk with the child program Satti. He then had an interesting talk with Satti’s father Ramakandra and mother Kamala. It was SO obvious that Keanu Reeves cannot have a simple conversation without striking a pa-cute look. It’s annoying. Even more embarrassing on his part is that the actors who played the Indian program family were better actors than him.
- Carrie Anne Moss looks ancient here, as if it was ten years when she made the last Matrix. She seems to think that to act tough means to look and act wooden. This is clear because you can easily compare her acting inside the Matrix from her acting while in Zion. You can even see her temples and cheekbones restrain a growing urge to show off her acting. And in the scene at the bar with the Marvingian, even her lower jaw joins in. Trinity may be the leading lady in this film, but you gotta admit that Neo looks prettier than she does. Not pretty as in pretty boy, pretty as in feminine pretty.
- My favorite Matrix characters would have to be Seraph simply because he kicks ass and he looks more exciting in doing so than the main characters. Even if his eyes are covered by those infernal glasses, you still see and feel the intensity and the rage that feeds his every kick and punch. Neo looks stiff every time he attempts a front or roundhouse kick and in severe pain while he’s at it. Trinity seems to always try to show her best angle possible when executing a move and it’s so obvious that she’s avoiding the camera. And thank goodness I don’t have to see Morpheus in action, because I always feel so sorry for his bulge (yes, it looks like he fattened up just in time for this film).
The Matrix: Revolutions
- In that scene at the train station, Neo had small talk with the child program Satti. He then had an interesting talk with Satti’s father Ramakandra and mother Kamala. It was SO obvious that Keanu Reeves cannot have a simple conversation without striking a pa-cute look. It’s annoying. Even more embarrassing on his part is that the actors who played the Indian program family were better actors than him.
- Carrie Anne Moss looks ancient here, as if it was ten years when she made the last Matrix. She seems to think that to act tough means to look and act wooden. This is clear because you can easily compare her acting inside the Matrix from her acting while in Zion. You can even see her temples and cheekbones restrain a growing urge to show off her acting. And in the scene at the bar with the Marvingian, even her lower jaw joins in. Trinity may be the leading lady in this film, but you gotta admit that Neo looks prettier than she does. Not pretty as in pretty boy, pretty as in feminine pretty.
- My favorite Matrix characters would have to be Seraph simply because he kicks ass and he looks more exciting in doing so than the main characters. Even if his eyes are covered by those infernal glasses, you still see and feel the intensity and the rage that feeds his every kick and punch. Neo looks stiff every time he attempts a front or roundhouse kick and in severe pain while he’s at it. Trinity seems to always try to show her best angle possible when executing a move and it’s so obvious that she’s avoiding the camera. And thank goodness I don’t have to see Morpheus in action, because I always feel so sorry for his bulge (yes, it looks like he fattened up just in time for this film).
SERAPH ROCKS!
The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King
- Sam sure looks like he’s in love with Frodo. And vice versa. In The Two Towers, this was just a joke because of the way they looked at each other, made even worse by a very romantic looking sunset behind them. This movie confirms our suspicion. Ah-ha!
- The archer and Aragorn’s brother, Faragorn is played by the same actor who plays Van Helsing’s trashy, monk sidekick.
- Andy Serkis (Gollum/Smeagol) will probably haunt my dreams for years to come. He is creepy in both personas. "My precious."
Edward Scissorhands
- Tim Burton must have had a very disturbed childhood.
- My sister might kill me for saying this, but Johnny Depp looks like Robert Smith. Winona Ryder looks like a male vocalist of an 80s hair band. And the neighborhood looks like Teletubby Land with major renovations; the houses are too damn colorful, which could be an attempt to make Edward looked very out of place.
The Sixth Sense
- Bruce Willis is a balding child psychologist. Donny Wahlberg plays a small role as the patient he failed to help. He’s only onscreen for about three minutes (although his character is a very substantial to the plot) that you won’t even recognize him. I was shocked to find his name in the closing credits. Here, Haley Joel Osment is in the middle of his transition from being the adorable kid in Forrest Gump to the creepiest child robot in AI.
- M. Night Shyamalan seems to direct films where he can also appear in, the same way Stan Lee produces Marvel movies to do cameos in. In Unbreakable, he seen choosing wedding rings for his fiancée at the jewelry/antique shop. In The Village, he is the head of the park rangers. Here he is Cole’s (Osment) pediatrician. His roles seem to get bigger and bigger…uh-oh…maybe he’s starring in his next film.
The Royal Tenenbaums
- All-star cast. Royal Tenenbaum (Gene Hackman) is an asshole who desperately wants to bring his family together after his unofficial divorce from his wife Etheline (Anjelica Houston) – who is having an affair with Danny Glover's character- by pretending to be terminally ill. Their son Richie (Luke Wilson), who was always Royal’s favorite child, is easily suckered in and accepts their father back. However, their other children Margot (Gwyneth Paltrow) and Chas (Ben Stiller) aren't easily convinced. So the scattered Tenenbaums decide to once again live in the same roof. Good luck.
- Margot always knew she was adopted so she looked for her parents and came back with a missing index finger. So in its place she puts in a slender piece of dark wood, which seems to give the impression of giving you The FINGER.
The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King
- Sam sure looks like he’s in love with Frodo. And vice versa. In The Two Towers, this was just a joke because of the way they looked at each other, made even worse by a very romantic looking sunset behind them. This movie confirms our suspicion. Ah-ha!
- The archer and Aragorn’s brother, Faragorn is played by the same actor who plays Van Helsing’s trashy, monk sidekick.
- Andy Serkis (Gollum/Smeagol) will probably haunt my dreams for years to come. He is creepy in both personas. "My precious."
Edward Scissorhands
- Tim Burton must have had a very disturbed childhood.
- My sister might kill me for saying this, but Johnny Depp looks like Robert Smith. Winona Ryder looks like a male vocalist of an 80s hair band. And the neighborhood looks like Teletubby Land with major renovations; the houses are too damn colorful, which could be an attempt to make Edward looked very out of place.
The Sixth Sense
- Bruce Willis is a balding child psychologist. Donny Wahlberg plays a small role as the patient he failed to help. He’s only onscreen for about three minutes (although his character is a very substantial to the plot) that you won’t even recognize him. I was shocked to find his name in the closing credits. Here, Haley Joel Osment is in the middle of his transition from being the adorable kid in Forrest Gump to the creepiest child robot in AI.
- M. Night Shyamalan seems to direct films where he can also appear in, the same way Stan Lee produces Marvel movies to do cameos in. In Unbreakable, he seen choosing wedding rings for his fiancée at the jewelry/antique shop. In The Village, he is the head of the park rangers. Here he is Cole’s (Osment) pediatrician. His roles seem to get bigger and bigger…uh-oh…maybe he’s starring in his next film.
The Royal Tenenbaums
- All-star cast. Royal Tenenbaum (Gene Hackman) is an asshole who desperately wants to bring his family together after his unofficial divorce from his wife Etheline (Anjelica Houston) – who is having an affair with Danny Glover's character- by pretending to be terminally ill. Their son Richie (Luke Wilson), who was always Royal’s favorite child, is easily suckered in and accepts their father back. However, their other children Margot (Gwyneth Paltrow) and Chas (Ben Stiller) aren't easily convinced. So the scattered Tenenbaums decide to once again live in the same roof. Good luck.
- Margot always knew she was adopted so she looked for her parents and came back with a missing index finger. So in its place she puts in a slender piece of dark wood, which seems to give the impression of giving you The FINGER.
Sunday, December 19, 2004
I've been looking through my email archives and saw this one sent by Michael Sutton, the Publicity/A&R Manager of Know-It-All Records, an indie label based in Tacoma, Washington.
This page is very cool:http://www.pbase.com/image/21659981
Luis, is Bill Sienkiewicz one of your influences? Thepanel arrangement and style here reminds me of Bill Sienkiewicz, especially his work on "Elektra" and "Stray Toasters." You're good, man! You want to collaborate on a comic-book story? Mondo knows my writing style. I see traces of Sienkiewicz, Case, and McKean in your art! Awesome!!! I was a staff writer for the legendary "Amazing Heroes" magazine in the late '80s-early '90s. They were the true voice of comicdom before "Wizard" sadly put them out of business.
...he then sent a follow-up email containing...
And maybe a little bit of Howard Chaykin, too :)
Mikey
...and another email came....
Luis, that's awesome! Can you draw comic-book pages - you know, panel narrative? Perhaps we can collaborate on a project? I've been looking for an illustrator to draw my scripts. You draw really well, very surrealistic! I'm reminded of Richard Case during Grant Morrison's run on "Doom Patrol" and a little bit of Dave McKean, too!
Mikey
This page is very cool:http://www.pbase.com/image/21659981
Luis, is Bill Sienkiewicz one of your influences? Thepanel arrangement and style here reminds me of Bill Sienkiewicz, especially his work on "Elektra" and "Stray Toasters." You're good, man! You want to collaborate on a comic-book story? Mondo knows my writing style. I see traces of Sienkiewicz, Case, and McKean in your art! Awesome!!! I was a staff writer for the legendary "Amazing Heroes" magazine in the late '80s-early '90s. They were the true voice of comicdom before "Wizard" sadly put them out of business.
...he then sent a follow-up email containing...
And maybe a little bit of Howard Chaykin, too :)
Mikey
...and another email came....
Luis, that's awesome! Can you draw comic-book pages - you know, panel narrative? Perhaps we can collaborate on a project? I've been looking for an illustrator to draw my scripts. You draw really well, very surrealistic! I'm reminded of Richard Case during Grant Morrison's run on "Doom Patrol" and a little bit of Dave McKean, too!
Mikey
Reserved, quiet, wise and free spirited
You are a sprite of the Earth:
You have a deep connection with the earth and all its creatures, preferring plants and animals to people you are quiet and reserved. You understand things on a different level and can often see straight through to a persons true intentions. You are mysterious to everyone even those in your family, they may live with you but that doesn't mean they 'know' the real you. Being inside the house for long periods of time can be torture, you crave the outdoors and love simply escaping up a tree or into the forest where you can be free. Although you may be smart you are easy to judge a person because you fear what they 'may' be going to do. You are wise in things that most overlook and you are very creative in many aspects like art, music, etc... Although try as they may to seek you, you are a free spirit. Just let them try to catch and put you in a cage.
Last night was another sleep-deprived evening. Sated only by a slab of the ref cake I personally concocted that afternoon, a glass of lychee-flavored iced tea and a (legal) copy of The Matrix: Revolutions, I went into my journey into the bizarre, yet familiar world of being groggy.
And for the nth time after watching a Matrix installment, I got both enlightened but disappointed...geez I've been watching these movies for the last few months and I still get the same tipsy feeling aftwerwards you'd think I was the lead from Memento.
And for the nth time after watching a Matrix installment, I got both enlightened but disappointed...geez I've been watching these movies for the last few months and I still get the same tipsy feeling aftwerwards you'd think I was the lead from Memento.
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
No. 36
Twisted Halo
They say I’m not supposed to feel
I feel there’s really nothing real
Is it bad?
In every bed it’s all I said
“It stains the sheets but pays the rent"
Is it bad?
Touch me…touch me, please…
Touch me…touch me, please…
They say I’m not supposed to care
The scars and broken bones are there
It’s been done
Some of them are cavalier
They kiss my hands and lips of steel
but its been done
Touch me…touch me, please…
Touch me…touch me, please…
Touch me…touch me …
I am my own protection
I am my own salvation
Fom the things that are part of what I’ve become…
This isn’t something I would cry about
A little secret whispered all too loud…
That’s not my conscience speaking
That’s not my conscience speaking
That’s not my heart that’s bleeding
That’s not my body
my broken body…my broken body screaming…
Touch me…touch me, please…
Touch me…touch me, please…
Touch me…touch me…touch me…touch me…
Touch me…touch me, please…
A former officemate and friend, Elle, called me up at home a couple of days ago wanting to meet up for breakfast. Weird really, since he called me up around 11:00 am...waaaaay past breakfast hour.
Anyway, she now works for another company- another call center. Crap. So it does seem that people who have resigned from being call center agents may have difficulty leaving the field.
DAMN.
Anyway, she also informed me that my artwork, "The Anatomy of a Call Center Agent" has reached her office email group.
So apparently my work has been elevated to office spam.
Amusing.
Anyway, she now works for another company- another call center. Crap. So it does seem that people who have resigned from being call center agents may have difficulty leaving the field.
DAMN.
Anyway, she also informed me that my artwork, "The Anatomy of a Call Center Agent" has reached her office email group.
So apparently my work has been elevated to office spam.
Amusing.
Tuesday, November 30, 2004
A few days ago I found an OLD copy of Rock&Rhythm (1991). The editorial, titled Kamalayan, was pretty amusing. Instead of discussing about the magazine, it listed a few movies the staff had thought of making. Here are a few:
Leprechaun - Unusual plot about a dwende promoting condoms
Forever Hiyang - Lea Salonga stars in this international film with Mel Gibson
Sherry and George - an Ariel Rivera and Richard Gomez film. A who's who behind the closet. Me fellatio pa!
Gwapings - life and success story of The Youth. Starring Ringgo Marquez as DODONG, Dale Villar as ERAP and Romnick Sarmienta as Robert in a trilogy of drama, comedy and horror.
Once Upon a Time in Ongpin - Kris takes centerstage once again as the screaming victim. Kidnapped. Massacred. Mutilated. And sold as bopiz sa isang turo-turo.
A Kind of Burning
Ophelia Alcantara-Dimalanta
it is perhaps because
one way or the other
we keep this distance
closeness will tug as apart
in many directions
in absolute din
how we love the same
trivial pursuits and
insignificant gewgaws
spoken or inert
claw at the same straws
pore over the same jigsaws
trying to make heads or tails
you take the edges
i take the center
keeping fancy guard
loving beyond what is there
you sling at the stars
i bedeck the weeds
straining in song or
profanities towards some
fabled meeting apart
from what dreams read
and suns dismantle
we have been all the hapless
lovers in this wayward world
in almost all kinds of ways
except we never really meet
but for this kind of burning.
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